Damon caught Jonathan

★★★★

“Get out of the car, bitch,” the man growled, his voice dripping with venom. His grip on Jasmine’s arm was unyielding as he yanked her from the wrecked vehicle. The cold glint of a knife suddenly appeared in his hand, its blade pressing menacingly against Jasmine’s throat.

Fear gripped Jasmine, her breath hitching as the sharp metal hovered near her skin. Each slight movement could drive the blade deeper, and her mind raced with frantic caution. She could feel the heat of the man’s breath on her neck, his fury palpable.

“Hold still,” he snarled, his voice a low, dangerous murmur. “One wrong move and this knife will be the last thing you ever feel.”

He dragged her roughly to the front of the black car, positioning her as a living shield against their unseen adversary. “You coward!” he bellowed, his voice echoing through the night. “Show your face! Get the fuck out of the car, now!”

The black car remained eerily still, the driver’s presence hidden behind the tinted windows. “I