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“You have one week, Cassie. Corporate is breathing down my neck. Okay?”

“Yes. I understand. Thanks, Erica.”

“Okay, talk to you later,” she says, and the call ends.

Dammit! What am I going to do? I was only in New Hampshire for a year. It’s not like I have family or friends there. But what do I have here in Florida?

Brett.

He’s only one reason, but that reason means everything.

I hit the button, get into the elevator, and head to my apartment. I stop. The door’s cracked open. I back away from it and call my only reason for wanting to stay here.

“Brett.” I cup my hand over the cell. “I just got home, and it looks like someone broke in.” I turn to check on the door, and a hand reaches out, grabbing my cell.

I scream.

It’s Glenn!

He smashes my cell against the wall.

I run.

He grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks me back just as he had that night. I fall on my ass. He drags me into the apartment by my hair and slams the door shut.

I scramble to get up, but he shoves me back down. I slam my hands on the floor, ready for a fight! I push up, but I’m met by a gun in my face.

I freeze with fear. Fists I can handle but a gun?

Unshaven and in need of a shower, he grins. “Yeah, that’s right, bitch. Make another move without my permission, and I’ll kill you.”

Straightening my back, I lift my chin. “What do you want, Glenn?”

Crazy, unstable eyes glare back at me. I glance at the scar on his cheek.

“You’re going to pay for that.” His evil grin twists as he lifts his hand, making a fist.

His ring flashes in the light, memories flood through my mind, immobilizing me for the hard slap he delivers with an open hand across my cheek.

I stumble backward. Reaching for air, he catches my arm before I fall. He jerks me against him.

“You thought you could hide from me?” His grip on my arm tightens. “You’re going to pay for that, bitch.” He sticks the gun in the back of his pants.

I thrash my arms and fight to break free. But Glenn has been and will always be stronger than me. That doesn’t mean I’m going to give up. Never!

I reach out and grab his face. “Fuck you!”

He laughs. He snatches my wrist, not falling for that again like last time.

He pulls my hand away.

“Fuck me?” Another monstrous grin spreads on his disgusting mouth. “Fuck me?” He slaps me across the face.

Heat prickles my flesh. Like a rag doll, I’m defenseless against him.

“Oh.” He grabs my chin and pulls my face close to his. “You’re going to do more than fuck me, bitch.” His fingers dig into my face. “I’m going to make you pay for what you did to me. I lost everything!”

I glare into his soulless, pathetic eyes. “You’ll have to kill me first.”

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