The dark threads of fate

"Saved Him... Then Taken"

I took steps toward the figure, barely believing my eyes. I couldn't see clearly. I rubbed my eyes and squinted-there it was, a lifeless body lying there. Was he dead? I looked around, scanning left and right, and then I heard a faint, frantic voice call out, "Help me." Was he still alive? Could I save him?

I rushed over to him. He was unconscious, his eyes partially open, muttering incoherently. I leaned close to check for any signs of breathing and felt his faint pulse on his neck and wrist. His heartbeat was weak. What could I do? I searched my bag, but my phone was left in the hall. Where is his phone?

I searched his pockets, my hands shaking and stained with blood, my white dress already half-soaked. "I'll save you, no matter what it takes," I whispered as I kept searching. Finally, I found a phone in one of his jacket pocket ringing . The screen read "Japrel." I answered and heard a voice urgently asking, "Where are you?"

I interrupted with a trembling voice, "He's hurt-he's injured seriously." The voice on the other end replied with concern, "Who are you? Why do you have his phone?" I cut him off, "He's in critical condition. This isn't the time for questions. We're on the rooftop of the hotel. Hurry! Call for an ambulance!" I shouted

He was about to say something but I hung up. I turned back to him-his eyes were closed, no muttering, no sound. I checked his pulse again on his neck, but this time, there was no pulse. "No, no, this can't be happening!" I cried out as I began performing chest compressions, counting the seconds as they passed, desperately trying to keep him alive.

"You're not dying, I won't let you! Hold on!" I shouted, tears streaming down my face as I continued pressing down, minute after minute. Then, I heard a door open. A tall man in his mid-thirties, dressed in all black, entered the room. He looked like a bodyguard.

In a cold tone, he asked, "Is he dead?" as he glanced around. My voice shook as I replied, "No, I can still save him! Where's the ambulance?" He stood silently, his hand on his head, and then murmured, "We can't call an ambulance."

I froze, looking at him in disbelief. "What do you mean we can't call an ambulance?" I lunged toward him, reaching for his phone, but he took it away. "Who are you?" to call an ambulance

"How could you be so heartless?" I demanded, "Aren't you his bodyguard? I'm a doctor, and as a doctor, it's my duty to save lives your unbelievable do you want him to die " I checked his pulse one more time-this time, I felt a faint heartbeat. A small smile spread across my face, and tears welled up in my eyes as hope returned. I can save him I won't let him die like this

thought back to the emergency procedures when I done in the operating room today ,though this situation was different, and I had no equipment. I looked over at the bodyguard and grabbed a pen from his pocket. I had to stop the bleeding somehow. I ran to the other side of the room and found a white towel- why it was there.

I gripped the pen tightly with my trembling hands and carefully drove it just below his ribcage. In an instant, his body jolted upward, as if a shock had surged through him. His eyes flew open wide, and he took a deep, desperate gasp, like he was breathing life back in. Our eyes met for a brief, intense moment, filled with silence and shock. Then, suddenly, he lost consciousness again, his body collapsing back, motionless.

Did it work I said in shaky voice he turned to me what did you do to him he immediately

I looked at the guard and asked in a shaky voice, "Did it work?" He turned to me and asked sharply, "What did you do to him?" Then he picked up his phone and made a call. After a moment, I overheard him say, "The boss is badly injured, and we need to get him out of here without anyone finding out."

I was stunned by his words, and I kept listening while he spoke. After that, I checked the man's body and noticed he was breathing-we could still save him. A few minutes later, four other guards arrived, all in black suits. The guard instructed them seriously, "We need to move fast. No one can see us."

I raised my voice, saying, "Where are you taking him? You need to call an ambulance!" One of the guards replied coldly , "We can't call an ambulance." Then the other guard added, she is adoctor He looked at me and said, "We need to take him to the another hospital

Then, he turned to me and asked, "you gonna go with us " I nodded hesitantly and asked, "Where are you taking me?" He responded firmly, pointing his gun at me, "You're coming with us,In this miserable your in and you clothe all stained with blood In this situation, do you think you can just walk out alone? We don't want to draw attention."

I looked at him in shock and said, "Do you know who I am? My uncle owns this hotel-you're messing with the wrong person!" He stepped closer, pressing the gun to my head, and said firmly, "If you don't want to die here, will you cooperate."

I took a breath and said, "Fine, I'll come." He motioned for me to go ahead, while four other men lifted the injured man onto a stretcher and moved him step by step. I said, feeling suspicious, "Are you planning to get rid of him?" He gave me a deadly look, and we all entered the elevator together. In the elevator, he handed me a jacket with a hood, saying, "Put this on. If your family is around, they shouldn't recognize you."

When we reached the hotel entrance, I saw my uncle talking to someone. I wanted to run and shout for help, but one of the guards grabbed my hand, pressed the gun to my back, and whispered, "Don't even think about outsmarting us. Do you want to die in front of your family?" I glared at him and said, "You'll pay for this." Let me go I snatched my hand from him and kicked him on the knee he followed me quickly as I stepped a head

The guard led me to a luxury car and motioned for me to get in the back seat. I asked, "Where is the injured man?" He replied, "In the other car." After two hours, we arrived at a large hospital, and they rushed the injured man out immediately. I tried to get out, but the driver said, "Stay in the car." I asked, "Where are you taking me?" He didn't answer. Is he deaf who are those people

An hour later, we arrived at a hotel. They took me to a suite and told me to change my clothes. I tried to escape, but two guards were stationed outside my room, so I had no choice but to stay. They even took my phone from the room, and I broke down, crying until I finally fell asleep.

In the morning, they brought me breakfast. A few minutes later, a guard came in and said, "Come with us to see the boss." I protested, "What do you people want from me? This is a crime. Do you know who I am?" He cut me off, saying, "Just get ready," and left quickly without waiting for a reply.

An hour later, the guard returned and escorted me to a large room. I entered and saw a man lying on a hospital bed, connected to oxygen and medical equipment. I approached him as he slowly opened his eyes and started to remove the oxygen mask. I quickly said, "Don't take it off!"

He looked at me and said weakly, "You saved my life Little girl ." I said your familiar to me I suddenly remembered his voice-he was the man I had danced with last night I focused on his face and realized it was him. I remember you your the I shouted I lowered my voice sorry I quietly said, Mm we met again but in this miserable condition "I'm sorry." He repeated, " you owe me my life ." I replied, "Don't talk now. Get better soon, because I have lawsuits and complaints to file against you." Your bodyguards kidnapped me forced me to go with them don't know who I am hhh I laughed He smiled back despite his condition. I asked sharply, "Do you find this amusing?"

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She's going to sue him, but she don't Know he's the judge himself. He is the law 😂😂😭😭

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