Chapter 75 – Kidnapped from the kidnapper

I drive for another thirty minutes and then turn onto the dusty road leading to the cabin. The drive is roughly two miles long, and the route is covered in grass and bushes. Although it has been a while, I am quite familiar with this route and the surrounding region. I drive as far as I can till I can see the hut. After parking the car and checking to see if Rosalie is still unconscious, I get out. I take a brief look in the hut. Yes, everything is exactly as it was when I left. I go back to the car, get Rosalie, and get her inside. Once in my arms, I fix my gaze on my opponent; the longer I look, the more intensely I hate the bitch. The Prince's obsession with the woman left me despondent. That all ends today, though. I hurl her onto a bed in a separate room. I have to move quickly because the Prince must have realized she is gone by now. Since the drug wore off an hour ago, her friends had also come out of their stupor at this time. I pick up a shovel from behind the hut and scan