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    “That’s fine by me. Scratches are easy enough to fix,” Chloe replied, meaning every word.


    For a moment, Christina eyed the little car with a wry smile. “Looks can be deceiving. I bet a small scrape would cost a fortune to repair on this thing.”


    “Anyone who scratches this ought to pay a steep price. The materials and paint are all custom-made and cost far more than what most families can afford,” Chloe said, pointing at the back of the car. “Someone once scratched it on purpose, and that person paid heavily for it. After that, I put a warning sticker on the rear bumper. If anyone ignores it, they deserve whateveres their way.”


    With augh, Christina circled around to the back and found the sticker exactly where Chloe said it would be.


    The bold message read, “Scratch it and you’ll pay dearly. Stay away.” Before leaving, Christina told Chloe to rest and promised to return soon so they could spend more time together.


    Christina set off down the road, never imagining that her yful exchange with Chloe would so quickly be reality.


    Easygoing at first, Christina kept a steady hand on the wheel until a white sedan suddenly lurched into herne, nearly sideswiping her. And it didn’t happen just once, but several times. Rather than risk even the smallest scratch on Chloe’s car, she navigated every swerve and brake with steady nerves. However, each time she tried to get ahead, the other vehicle darted after her, blocking her way once more. Every attempt to avoid trouble seemed to provoke the white sedan, its driver growing bolder, sensing her caution and testing her limits.


    By the sixth time Christina was forced off course, a steely determination set into her eyes. Her grip on the steering wheel tightened with purpose. Tired of being toyed with, she resolved to take control. If these idiots wanted a fight, she’d give them one.


    Without warning, the white sedan jerked across the lines yet again, forcing another confrontation. A sharp, panicked scream burst from Christina. “Ah!” She floored the gas, ramming her car into the side of the sedan, and then hit the elerator again, pushing past the chaos.


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    Outwardly, she slumped forward over the wheel, shaking from head to toe as if the crash hadpletely rattled her. On the inside, however, she could barely hide her satisfaction. The dashcam had caught everything on video. Her dramatic scream and trembling hands were all part of the act—nobody would suspect she’d deliberately hit the gas. Drawing in a shaky breath, Christina lifted her head and scrambled from the car, her face a perfect mask of terror. Tears streamed down her face as she pointed an using finger. “How could you drive like that?” she shouted, her voice cracking with emotion as two hulking men stepped out of the white sedan.


    Both men towered over her, their faces rough and weathered, each bearing a collection of old scars. Upon noting her beauty, their eyes lit up, and they gave a low whistle. They grinned at her with a look that carried nothing good. Their eyes traveled over her without a hint of restraint, screaming lecherous thoughts.


    “Figures it’d be a woman behind the wheel. Probably couldn’t handle the pressure,” sneered one of the men, tossing a dismissive look her way.


    “Bet she’s a mistress, all right. Maybe she’s clumsy on the road, but I’d put money on her being skilled in bed,” the other man said with a smirk.


    Theirughter rang out, crude and lewd, as though the whole crash were nothing more than a joke.


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