The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 275

As soon as Nicole heard this, she immediately dismissed the idea of turning around and running.

It would be too pitiful if they got shot to death from behind!

However, what could they do if they could not run?

The air was terribly cold, and the smell of cigarette smoke permeated with the fishy smell of the seawater engulfed them.

The three men were right in front of them. At this rate, they would not be able to hold out any longer.

Nathaniel was so scared that he began to tremble. Although he was an explorer, he had never experienced anything like this before!

Nicole was not much better, but when she saw the pirates approaching, her heart gradually calmed down instead.

Three men approached, two of them tall with strong bodies.

The other one was a little shorter and thinner, but his face was cold, and his hawk-like eyes were the most terrifying of all.

He looked at her with a gaze that was intense and filled with greed.

Although Nicole's clothes were wretched, her beautiful and elegant features could not be concealed.

Noticing his gaze, Nicole glared fiercely at the slightly shorter and thinner man that was closest to her.

The man let out a provocative sneer. His cold and sinister eyes glinted with danger.

He whistled and sized her up with a lewd gaze.

The next moment, he raised the gun and pointed the cold barrel under her chin, forcing her to tilt her head up.

He looked at her like a vanquisher surveying his plunder. His evil laugh as he joked with his companions was filled with coldness and greed.

"Look, this woman's quite a fetch. We got ourselves a large haul this time..."

The men at the back laughed arrogantly and unrestrainedly in agreement.

Their eyes seemed to graze Nicole's neck like the tongue of a venomous snake.

This was their territory, and Nicole was but their prey.

The pirates on the ship in the distance watched this scene with great interest.

The atmosphere was tense. They all knew that Nicole and Nathaniel could not escape.

Nicole's body stiffened, but her heart settled down.

The howling sea breeze blew around her face. It was prickling, but it made her particularly clear-headed and calm.

Her fists at her sides clenched tightly and her palms bled from her nails digging into them, but it did not matter.

She could still smell the burnt gunpowder on the barrel of the gun after it was discharged.

It was a warning of death.