Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 186

Chapter 186:

With money lying at his feet, a wave of humiliation washed over Josh. In a swift motion, he spun around and

slapped the bartender. “In a rush to say something? If you're so fond of chiming in, maybe you should quit

bartending and entertain the crowd instead.”

The bartender, clutching his cheek, didn’t dare respond, clearly a victim of such mistreatment before.

Josh, with a menacing step, pinned the money under his shoe and turned to Norah with a chilling proposition.

“Do you think you can walk away after throwing money at me? It’s not going to be that easy. You're spending the

night with me. If not, I'll make sure you regret it right here in front of everyone.”

His once charming features now twisted into something sinister, a stark contrast under the harsh lighting.

As Josh finished his threat, five imposing figures emerged from the shadows, evidently loyal to him.

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“You have one minute to decide,” Josh stated coldly.

The group formed a barrier around Norah, isolating her from potential help.

Josh, nursing a sore wrist, settled into a booth with a cold, calculating gaze fixed on Norah. Despite the pressure,

Norah faced him with a composed smile. “Mr. Sampson, are you askingto make a choice?” She had been

cornered into decisions by others before.

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Josh's arrogance was palpable as he retorted, “After laying a hand on me, you lost the right to choose. Now, it's

either my place or you face the consequences here.”

The five men inched closer to Norah, ready to enforce Josh’s ultimatum. The crowd, observing from a distance,

grew increasingly anxious for Norah.

Given the notorious reputation of Josh’s bodyguards, there was a palpable fear that Norah could fare serious

harm if caught by them.

Understanding that words were futile, Norah drew a gun from her waistband, a twin to the one Sean had gifted

her. She expertly spun it in her grasp. “Are your reflexes quicker, or is my gun?” she challenged.

These words echoed in her mind, striking her with a sense of déja vu, as if she had uttered them before.

Josh, taken aback by the sight of the gun, could hardly conceal his astonishment. “You're armed?”

It was evident to Josh that the firearm in Norah's grasp was lethal, and far from a prop. With a bullet, it could

easily take a life.

Norah met his gaze unflinchingly, her expression icy. “Given this, Mr. Sampson, what choice do you suppose |

have now?”

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Josh’s demeanor shifted to one of caution. Despite his influence and the power he wielded, the immediate threat

of death unnerved him. His usual bravado, especially around women, faltered at the prospect of facing his end

by a woman's hand.

Attempting to defuse the situation, he softened his tone and said, “This is all a big misunderstanding. Surely, we

can resolve this peacefully.”

Josh attempted a smile, hands raised in a gesture of surrender, but the sight of the gun’s barrel trained on him

filled him with dread. The cold, dark muzzle pointed at him sent a shiver of fear through him and his bodyguards.

Josh’s bodyguards were all unarmed and stood no chance against Norah's armed stance.

“Who are you? And why do you have a gun here in Otland?” Josh asked, bewildered.

In his circle, a gun license was a symbol of ultimate authority, yet here was Norah, seemingly fragile, brandishing

a weapon with ease. He wondered whether she held more sway in Otland than he had imagined.