When the man in charge saw that Carla had help from a professional, he immediately sent all his men against him at once.
They weren't a match for Zayn's skills, however. In just a few minutes, they all collapsed under Zayn's hand. One of them even flew and landed heavily on their windshield before sliding onto the ground below.
Carla hadn't expected Zayn to be such a good fighter. Amidst her surprise, she started feeling suspicious about Zayn's true identity.
Once the man in charge noticed how things were no longer going in his favor, he quickly pulled out his gun and aimed it at Zayn. "Don't move, or I'll shoot!"
"Wait, don't-" Carla stepped forward, but Zayn immediately pushed her behind him.
"Are you going to shoot me?" Zayn narrowed his eyes dangerously and walked close to the other man. "I'd like to see you try."
"Who are you?" the man cocked his gun.
Carla's eyes widened in fear, and she quickly sent a signal to Freda.
"That's not important, " Zayn said as he closed in on the man. His eyes flashed with a murderous glint. "All you have to know is that you can't afford to mess with me."
"You-" the man stammered in anger. He was about to shoot when he caught a closer glimpse at Zayn's eyes. He instantly recognized who it was. "Z-"
His hands started to shake as his gaze started becoming panicky.
Right at that moment, Zayn sGibloed his gun away swiftly and pressed it against the other man's temple.
"Mr. N-" the man started but changed as soon as he saw Zayn's warning glare. "Don't shoot!"
"Get out of here!" Zayn jerked his head in the direction of the fallen men.
The man in charge called for all his subordinates, and they ran off with their tails between their legs.
They had only just left when Freda reached. The team of women rushed off their cars and ran toward Carla. "Ms. Lierger, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Carla shook her head and reached a hand out to Zayn.
Zayn tossed the gun toward Carla and patted his clothes down, which had been messed up by the fight.
Carla observed the gun closely and said in slight confusion, "This gun is from M Nation. Zayn's subordinates seem to obey the law enough that they don't often use guns. Could those men be under someone else?"
Finally! Thank God I got my hands on a gun so you could check for yourself.
Instead of saying that out loud, Zayn chose to ask, "How complicated. Who exactly did you mess with?"
"None of your business." Carla glared at him and tossed the gun to Freda. "Wait for me in the car."
"Understood." The bodyguards all got back into the car.
Carla turned to look at Zayn. "Thank you for the help."
"No biggie, " Zayn said with a smile. "So is our beach date still on or what?"
"Sadly, I have other things to take care of." Carla checked her watch and pointed at the Pagani's tire. "Should I call the insurance company or-"
"It's fine. I'll deal with it, " Zayn said. "Don't worry and do what you need to do."
"Alright, " Carla said as she looked at him. Suddenly, she felt like hugging him but held herself back and walked away.
"Hey!" Zayn called out.
Carla turned. "What?"
"Did you forget something?"
Zayn's eyes softened with love, and he reached out to pull her into his embrace. Then, his warm lips landed on hers.
A rush of emotions overwhelmed her like a tornado, and she melted into his arms once again.
"Huh?"
In the car, Rogan was watching them with wide eyes.
"Gosh!" Freda marveled and shook her head. "They move fast, don't they?"
"Love really is fast and furious, " Rogan said in admiration.
"Did you suddenly become some love expert?" Freda rolled her eyes at her and frowned. "If Mr. Lierger hears about this, he'll be furious."
"You're right, " Freda said in realization. "He did mention that Ms. Lierger was only allowed to date Sir Lucas."
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