"...You're not gonna like this but jump out of the window. Now," Wes stated as if it were something easy to do.
She kept staring at the devil before her who seemed ready to pounce. "You can go fuck yourself! I hope we never meet again."
Gianna truly meant every word because such a dangerous man would only put her career on the line. As she looked down below, she saw Wes with his arms stretched out before her. Was he actually serious? He was asking her to do the impossible. And yet, Gianna never bat an eyelash as she gripped the window pane and dove down from the two story mansion.
The wind made her hair and clothes flutter. She could barely see which direction she was heading for but faintly remembered Wes moving to catch her until she fell into his arms. They both rolled over onto the grass. She winced as she felt her knee scrape against the ground.
Hurriedly, Wes urged her up so they could make a run for it out of the devil's eyesight.
