Chapter 11 Locked

• Natalie’s whole body was tense. Her heart was beating erratically. Dante was on top of her. He silenced her mouth with the palm of his left hand while his right hand opened the nightstand drawer to retrieve a gun.
• Shots from outside came raining down on the bed. It was so quick and short, as if they just wanted to kill the owner of the bed, and that was it. There was no sound whatsoever.
• Dante’s expression was cold. His gaze was watchful. The door to the room suddenly opened. He immediately raised his gun.