Extra I. The Effect of Stimulants

"Thank you, Max. Thank you for saving me. I can't imagine what will happen if you don't find me soon,” Gabriella said while sobbing into the crook of her husband's shoulder.

With eyes closed, Max inhaled the scent of the hair he missed so much. Placing his cheek on the top of the woman's head, he rubbed the cold, tense back.

"Sorry for breaking the promise. If I came home on time, you wouldn't go through this terrible incident," the man sighed regretfully.

Shaking her head, Gabriella hugged her husband tighter.

"This isn't your fault at all. That lecherous man was the cause of this mess. He's out of his mind. He even had the heart to separate me from the Little Prince,” the woman replied before bringing back the distance between them. "Where's Cayden? Is he okay?"

“The Little Prince is waiting outside, with Abdul. I can't let him see you like this," Max answered while smoothing Gabriella's disheveled hair.

A second later, his hand moved down,