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He drags me closer to his face, his teeth clenched, and his eyes narrowed. “Be a good fucking bitch and get in the car. You continue to fight me, and I’ll kill that cunt.”
My gaze slides toward Bailey, who is standing behind us, her phone clutched in her hand. Her hand covers her mouth as she watches this unfolding.
She meets my gaze, and I see the rage there.
“Just let her go,” Bailey says. “Don’t make this worse than it already is.”
Simon makes a grunting sound in the back of his throat and shoves me against the side of the four-by-four-type of vehicle. His hand slams around my nape, holding me in place as he opens the door.
I fight against getting inside, holding the edge of the door and pushing back against him. I can’t argue with his strength though. He manages to get me into the car and slams the door shut behind me.
Immediately, I try the handle, but the door doesn’t open. I pull it over and over, but nothing happens. Trapped, I try the other side, but that’s the same. I’m starting to panic, to feel nauseated and dizzy.
Please…
Both men climb into the front seats, and I slam my palm against the window, trying to escape. The windows don’t go down, even though I try the button.
As the car starts to pull out from the kerb, terror clutches me. If my mother gets me, she’ll have me in wedding dress within the hour.
I’ll be forced to marry, and I can’t.
I don’t want to.
Just as the car slips onto the road, another car is coming towards it. It parks across the road, blocking us in. Simon swears and starts to reverse. I twist to look over my shoulder and see another car behind us, doing the same thing.
“Fuck,” Simon mutters again as Zeke and Ryan get out of the car behind us.
In front, Kane and Lucas climb out with Winters and Ford—their bodyguards. Every single one of them has a gun pointed at the car.
My heart leaps.
“Fuck,” the other man says.
Simon pulls a gun himself and fires at Kane and Luke.
I duck down as shots are exchanged.
The window behind me explodes, spraying glass over my back. I try to keep low, my hands over my head, protecting myself as much as I can.
“I’m fucking hit,” Simon snarls. He turns, his gun pointed at me, and my heart stops. “Fucking bitch.”
I close my eyes, but then I hear my brother’s voice.
Luke.
“Get out of the fucking car!” he yells. “I will fucking end you. Get out.”
The other man gets out quickly, but Simon doesn’t move.
The back door is dragged open, and Kane is there. Relief crosses his face as he takes me in. He pulls me out and I go into his arms, trying not to sob, though I want to. Desperately.
He wraps me in his hold, and I burrow my head into his chest. I want to keep hold of him, scared to let go, but he pulls back, and I release him.
His eyes roam over my face. “Who hit you?”
“Simon.”
He grits his teeth and leans down to kiss my forehead. “Go and sit in the car.”
