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The words shake me to my core, realizing that if I don’t figure shit out fast, he’s probably going to take a bigger blade and drive it right through my chest.
I scramble to grab one of the knives from the table, but I’m not fast enough. Large hands wrap around my waist, pulling me flush against his body. I struggle as much as I can, reaching out to grab a knife, but it’s too far.
My struggles cause us to topple over. I reach my bad hand out to try to break the fall, but it’s no use. We crash down to the hard, cold floor, which Harvey uses to his advantage.
His body weight presses my chest further into the concrete as he straddles my hips. My hands are trapped by my sides while he holds them in place with his legs.
“Dumb cunt. You shouldn’t have done that,” he whispers softly in my ear. Everything about this situation is contradictory. His tone is gentle, while his body pushes against me painfully.
“No, you’re making the mistake. When they get here, they’re going to rip you apart limb from limb, unless I do it first.” My voice is strong and confident about the fate Harvey will suffer. Even if I die in here, he’s going out today too—if not by my hands, definitely by Greyson’s.
“You take me out? Ha. That’s good. Too bad you’ll be long gone before you get the chance to see me put bullets between each of their eyes. Or maybe I should force you to do it? Hold a gun to your head, while I make you pull the trigger on each of them. Choices, choices.”
“Screw you. Just kill me and get it over with. No one cares about your bad guy speech. Just fucking do it already.” I know I shouldn’t egg him on, but I’m raging right now. I’ve had to put up with this jackass for years, and I can’t stand another minute in his presence.
That was clearly the tipping point for him. He grabs the waistband of my jeans and rips them straight down my hips, along with my panties. The force of it is painful, but I can’t focus on that right now. I try to flip over and buck him off of me, but he’s too heavy. The cold air hits my exposed skin.
“I’ve wanted this fine, perky ass for so long. I held myself back, trying to keep my hands off of my merchandise, but I can’t resist now. Now I get to see what my top seller feels like.” He slams one hand down on my bare ass, then aggressively grips my cheeks, spreading them apart. Bile rises in my throat at the feel of his grimy hands on my body.
He shifts his weight back, causing my hands to feel even more pain as he holds them in place next to my hips. He wrestles with the belt buckle for a minute before he unzips his jeans. I squeeze my eyes shut, knowing this is it. This is the moment he finally gets what he’s always wanted. I try to thrash my hips, but it’s no use.
His warm cock releases from his pants and slaps against my ass. “You should see how good my dick looks rubbing against your sexy little ass,” he taunts. “This tight little hole is going to be such a sweet treat before I kill you and send your body back to your little boyfriend. He thought he could trick me, but he was dead wrong.” He spreads my cheeks further apart, settling himself between them. The feel of him disgusts me. I need to get out, I need to fight. I twist my body as much as I can, trying to free my hands.
“The more you fight me, the more it turns me on. Can you feel how hard I am for you? Do you like that?” He rubs his dick up and down my backside, and I feel the tears begin to slide down my face. Everything that has happened to me over the last nine years comes flooding back.
No.
This isn’t going to fucking happen.
I’m in charge of what happens to me—he doesn’t own me. I struggle, causing his weight to shift on top of me and allowing one of my hands to slip free. With that out, I ram my elbow back hard, connecting with his ribs. He lets out a loud grunt but doesn’t move.Damn it, I can’t get enough power.
I’m finally able to get my other hand free and try to claw my way out from underneath him. I can see the knife on the ground that he dropped, but it’s too far away. I’m shifting closer, inch by inch, flailing my arms around as much as I can so he can’t control me. He’s trying to get my hands back, but I thrash them around to prevent him from getting hold of me.
Suddenly, Harvey flips me over so I’m laying on my back. My lower body is still exposed and his dick hangs out of his pants. The stupid thing looks absolutely disgusting and small.Fat cock, my ass. Tiny dick motherfucker.With all of the wrestling, I notice he’s actually pushed us closer to the knife. With my hands free, I reach out and grab hold of his dick, twisting it as hard as I can, hoping it somehow magically rips off.
“Fuck!” he screams, as he bends forward to cup his junk. As soon as he does, I remove my hands, bringing them both up to claw at his eyes and face, digging into his sockets as deep as I can.
While he's distracted, I reach behind my head, trying to grab the knife. It's still just out of reach, but one more buck of the hips and I should be able to grab it.
“I’m going to fucking kill you. I’ll rip you limb from limb for that, you bitch.”
The cold metal connects with my hand, and a sigh of relief escapes me. He’s got his hands over his eyes, trying to regain his sight after I clawed into his eyes. While I can, I grab the handle and drive the blade right into his shoulder. He falls to the side, swearing in pain, and I scramble back from him as far as I can. I’m able to pull my jeans back up before trying to get to my feet.
We both look like shit right now, but I’m relishing in the fact that I’ve been able to hurt him in several places, including his disgusting dick.
Harvey’s not down for long though. He latches onto my leg, causing me to fall back against the ground. He climbs my body to straddle me, wrapping his hands around my throat. I’m gasping for air, trying to pull his hands off of me. I go for his face again, but he pulls one hand away from my neck and lands a hard blow to my face.
My vision starts to go fuzzy, but I’m not giving up. I claw at his arms, but he sends another blow to my temple. Over and over again, he punches my face. Between the punches and the suffocation, I know I’m not going to last much longer.
Suddenly, I hear the door scraping across the ground, swinging wide open.
“Uh boss, I don’t want to interrupt, but we’ve got a problem,” a man says frantically. His breathing is heavy, like he’s just sprinted a marathon.
“Take care of it. I’m busy.” Harvey doesn’t let up on my neck.
“You’re going to want to see this yourself. I’m sorry boss, but you need to come fast.”
“Are all of you incompetent? Fuck, fine. Let’s go,” Harvey screams at the man. Quickly, he releases my throat, but sends one final punch to my head, making white spots float around my eyes.
