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Everything erupted into chaos, like a brawl in a superhero movie. The four rescuers spread out in a fury of punches and kicks, taking down her captors.
The first man who’d entered the plane thumped the other guys’ head against the floor and dropped the limp figure. Then he whirled to her.
Aiden.
She screamed for him, but nothing came out.
He looked dangerously beautiful with sparks shooting from his blue eyes and his body coiled to fight, to protect her.
He’d come. So many prayers had been answered.
“How did you find me?” Jorge hollered, his arms pinning her tightly against him.
“Anonymous tip.” Aiden shrugged. “Apparently you’re hated around the world.”
The three men and the gorgeous brunette had taken down the other guards. They fanned out behind Aiden. Jorge didn’t stand a chance.
“Now, would you like to go back to a more secure prison, or would you like to die?”
“I’ll kill her,” Jorge threatened, tightening his grip on Chalisa and sliding one hand up to her chin as if he’d break her neck. She trembled.
“So you choose death, then?” Aiden looked calm, his signature smirk in place, but his eyes were flashing blue fire. Jorge would pay for hurting her, scaring her, touching her.
Aiden vaulted off one of the seats and leaped toward the side wall of the plane. Chalisa and Jorge both turned their heads to look. He flipped back toward them, grabbed Jorge by the shoulders, ripping his hands off of her, and slammed the man to the plane floor with the force of a freight train. With one punch square to the face, Jorge’s body went limp. She didn’t think Aiden had actually killed him, but she knew she was safe.
The man who looked like Aiden and the lady hurried toward her as Aiden sprang to his feet. The brunette flipped a knife out of her pocket. Chalisa drew back.
“Thank you, Myra,” Aiden said, accepting the knife. He gently held Chalisa’s arms and cut the bounds off, then sliced the gag. Both fell to the ground. He handed the knife back to Myra and turned Chalisa to him. “All right then, love?”
“Aiden,” she whimpered and threw her arms around him.
He held her far too gently. “Chalisa. Did they hurt you, love? Are you injured?”
“No,” she admitted. Her wrists were raw, her mouth felt like dry cotton from the gag, and she was terrified, but she was fine. Better than fine. Aiden was here.
He released a breath. “Good. I didn’t want to waste time killing Jorge tonight.”
He framed her face and kissed her. Everything was right. She was safe. She was with Aiden.
Would he walk away again? That made her cling to him and kiss him even deeper.
Aiden pulled back and swept her into his arms. “Nick, Dallin. Secure the plane and call the FBI.”
“Yes, sir.” Nick dipped his head to them.
She hadn’t even realized Nick was one of the men fighting for her. He’d been so bruised and broken but he looked strong, tall, and unphased by his earlier wounds.
“Nice work.” Aiden nodded to them.
Aiden carried her down the steps and out into the brightly lit hangar. He stopped near the huge open door and kissed her again. The world was lit with fireworks and happiness. She was with Aiden. She was safe.
A throat cleared nearby.
They pulled apart, and Aiden let her feet slide to the ground but held her tight to him as they turned to face the couple. “Chalisa, this is my brother Ike and his girlfriend Myra.”
Two of her rescuers stood nearby, holding hands. They were both grinning at her. Myra was the gorgeous brunette.
“You … fight with him?” Chalisa asked. A stab of pain knotted her gut. His brother could have a girlfriend, but Aiden had to honor the vow made to his father?
