Deep love: insatiable lover

-All right, text me when you get home.

-I understand.

Vanessa smiled and watched Enrique get into his car and drive away. His car was parked a few steps away and Vanessa was quick to jump in and turn around to go in another direction.

There was little traffic on the streets in the early morning.

Vanessa rolls down the window and turns on the music. The deep, sexy voice of the presenter comes over the car radio, adding a little more excitement to the night.

It was an emotional programme in which the male presenter told the stories.

There is some heat, some anxiety, but she also felt a little calm.

The corners of Vanessa’s lips involuntarily tinged with a smile.

She had been hurt by love, but she still hoped for it.

Vanessa wanted to get home early and couldn’t resist speeding up the car.

At that moment, out of an alleyway, a dishevelled woman suddenly emerged.

As she ran, she looked back desperately, as if someone was chasing her from behind. Vanessa unconsciously slowed down, frowning hard.

She slammed on the brakes as the man crashed into her in a panic.

Squeak.

The scraping of the tyres against the ground at high speed produced a harsh sound.

Vanessa’s body was dragged forward with force due to inertia and hit the back of the seat by the seatbelt.

-Uf.

Breathing heavily from shock, Vanessa took a few moments to recover.

Thinking of the figure that had fallen in front of the car, he quickly unbuckled his seatbelt and opened the door to get out.

-Are you all right?

He half crouched down in front of the woman and looked at her with concern.

The woman was lying on the ground, not knowing whether she had been hit or not, and she was trembling.

It was only when she heard the sound that she looked up and saw Vanessa, also a woman, and immediately grabbed her hand.

-Please help me.

Said the woman as she looked back with a surprised look on her face.

-You get up first.

Vanessa frowned and stepped forward, using some strength to help the woman to her feet. She had some scratches and bruises that looked like rope strangulation, and blood was still tearing from the corners of her lips, giving her a disastrous appearance.

As if he had been mistreated.

-Quick, they’re coming for us, please take me away.

The woman’s face was terrified as she clung to Vanessa’s arm and screamed in panic. Her eyes were filled with fear and her body was still shaking violently.

Although she didn’t know what was going on, Vanessa quickly got her into the car and started it to get out of the alley for the time being.

He waited for the car to move to another road before stopping.

-Do you need me to call the police for you?

-No, just take me home, please.

The woman shook her head repeatedly, her face turning white as soon as she heard she had to call the police.

-Does it really matter if … you don’t call the police in your case?

The woman curled up in her seat, biting her lip in embarrassment:

-I … actually do a special trade, I just had a client come out to me, but I didn’t expect it… to do something to me…. Please don’t call the police, otherwise they will arrest me too. I… I have to look after my son who is very sick in the Cazalla family and I can’t… be arrested. Please send me back.

Vanessa had no choice but to nod.

Fortunately, the other family’s house is not far from here, it is right in the old town and the house is a bit older.

Vanessa led the other man to the entrance of the alley, which was too narrow for the car to enter.

-Thank you, thank you very much.

The woman thanked him repeatedly before getting out of the car with a grateful look on her face.

-All right, just come back.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The woman nods and opens the car door to get out. When Vanessa wasn’t looking, a small jar without a lid fell out of her pocket. It rolled into the corner, completely unnoticed.

Vanessa watched as the woman disappeared before turning the car around and preparing to go home.

-Strange, what a smell.

Vanessa frowned and felt a wave of vertigo as she finished. The car had just started when she blinked and the front of the car crashed into the kerb.

In a cold sweat, Vanessa hurriedly stopped the car.

The smell was getting heavier and his vision was blurring.

Vanessa plucked up her courage and got out of the car, trying to get some fresh air to improve her condition.

As soon as he got out of the car, he fell to the ground with weak legs and twisted his ankle not too badly.

-Hiss.

The sense of crisis leapt into Vanessa’s mind and she scrambled to pull out her phone to call the police.

As soon as he pulled out the phone, he lost the strength in his hand and dropped it on the floor.

In the gloom, several men rushed out and picked up Vanessa, who had fainted, and quickly left.

On the other side of the alley, a battered old van pulled up in an inconspicuous spot.

Someone stepped forward and yanked open the door, pulling Vanessa in and quickly getting in as well. The car pulled away from the alley, snaked through the darkness and then was lost.

The Cazalla family.

From time to time Mercedes touched her heart, which beat irregularly, her eyes full of anxiety and worry.

-It’s after one o’clock in the morning, why isn’t Vanessa back yet?

-Ma’am, don’t worry, maybe the lady is working late in the office. If not, let’s wait a little longer.

The maid tried hard to reassure Mercedes, but she was still unsure.

-I will call Secretary Enrique and ask him.

As Vanessa was working late, Enrique had to be with her.

When Mercedes finished, she picked up the phone and called Enrique, who was on the other side of the room, freshly showered and ready to rest.

When she saw that it was Mercedes calling, she answered immediately.

-Aunt, what can I do for you at this hour?

-Oh Enrique, are you and Vanessa still working late at the office?

-No? -What is it?

Enrique suddenly realised that something was wrong after asking, and sure enough the next thing he heard was Mercedes saying that Vanessa was not back yet.

-Don’t worry, Jefa Vanessa may have turned somewhere in the middle of the road. I’ll call Jefa Vanessa right away. Don’t worry, Jefa Vanessa will be fine.

-I called Vanessa earlier and she didn’t answer. I thought she was working late! What can I do, something must have happened to Vanessa.

-Don’t worry, I’ll think of something. Stay well at home and I’ll let you know as soon as there’s any news.

Enrique didn’t even bother to rest and quickly changed his clothes as he spoke. Mercedes had to be persuaded to calm down and left in a hurry.

Normally, only people who had been missing for more than 24 hours could be reported to the police, but Vanessa’s situation is unusual, and even so, Enrique went to the police to report her missing and get the police forces to come out and investigate.

In the meantime, he did not sit idly by, constantly calling Vanessa as he contacted his family to help the police search for her.