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    Norah was chucked from the second floor,nding with a ssh in the river below She was sinking, no


    matter how good of a swimmer she was, she can’t do much with her hands and feet tied together.


    The icy water was like a chilling embrace Norah was scared out of her wits. She couldn’t scream for


    help, all she could do was hold her breath and watch as she was sinking deeper and deeper


    Her brain was starved of oxygen, her chest felt like it was about to burst. Just when she was at her


    limit, she heard a sound from the surface and saw a man swimming towards her.


    The guy was fit, his eyes were like stars piercing through the night sky, driving away the darkness and


    despair in her heart.


    As the gag in her mouth got washed away, she couldn’t help but take a breath, resulting in a mouthful


    of water. The pain was unbearable. She looked at the pair of eyes that were getting closer but soon lost


    consciousness.


    Seeing Norah suddenly stop moving, Xavier was rmed. He held her in his arms and swam to the


    shore as fast as he could.


    Once they resurfaced, Xavierid her on the shore, pping her face lightly and shouting, “Norah,


    Norah!


    She was only wearing a tank top, her skin pale from the cold. Xavier took off his own soaking wet


    clothes, wrapped it around her, and started chestpressions


    “Norah!”


    He kept calling her name while doing chestpressions


    “Cough, cough…


    Norah suddenly spat out a mouthful of water, her brows furrowed in pain, she didn’t open her eyes.


    Xavier let out a sigh of relief, did a couple more chestpressions until she spat out all the water in


    her lungs, then stopped, “Norah!”


    After a while, Norah slowly regained consciousness, shivering from the cold, her voice weak, “Mr.


    Flemmings.”


    “It’s all right now! Xavier wiped the water off her face and wrapped her tightly in his clothes


    Tm so cold!” Norah’s face was pale, her teeth chattering as she spoke.


    Xavier held her in his arms, “You’ll be fine soon.”


    Norah clung to his clothes, like a wounded bird snuggling up to him. The strong masculine scent and a


    faint smell of smoke filled her nostrils with each breath she took she suddenly felt at ease.


    The sounds of fighting came from the building. Soon, Damian came running from a nearby alley


    towards Xavier and Norah, “Xavier, Norah!”


    Xavier’s voice was hoarse and cold, “We’re fine, call the police!”


    Damian was relieved, he took out his phone and dialed 911


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    Xavier wrapped Norah in his clothes, picked her up, and strode towards the courtyard where Nics


    and their crew were hiding. He had given his coat to Norah, so he was left with a ck T–shirt, and


    blood and water were trickling down from the hem. Damian saw the blood on the cobblestones and


    froze


    “You’re hurt, Xavier


    Xavier turned to look at him, frowned, “We’ll talk about it when we get back!”


    Damian looked worried but didn’t say anything else. He just quickly followed behind him.