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As I reached for the ammunition to reload my weapon, Juliana dove for the car door handle, thrusting the door wide open as the SUV sped down the road.
I was too quick for her, seizing her arm and wrenching her back into the car, lunging across her to grab the door shut and shoving her back against her seat.
“For fuck’s sake, lock the goddamn doors!” I shouted at Alessio.
“Christ, Marco, you need to get her under control! We need to focus on getting the hell out of L.A.”
She fought against me but I didn’t have time for her right now. “Don’t worry, I’ll deal with her,” I gritted out, my gaze fixed on the thrashing girl next to me.
I knew what had to be done.
I reached under the seat for the medical kit we kept in every vehicle.
I opened the kit, pulling out what I needed: a syringe.
JULIANA
As soon as I heard Marco say that he would deal with me, I shrank back against the seat and tried to get as far away from him as possible.
I knew that Jacob, Gabriel and the others would be trying to get me back, but once I was no longer in Società territory it would be much harder for them to rescue me and much more difficult to find anyone else to help me.
“Please don’t do this,” I pleaded, shaking my head from side to side. Terror was coursing through my veins—terror at what had just happened and terror at what was going to happen next.
But he continued to come toward me. And then I saw him take out a syringe. I felt the blood drain from my face.
The syringe in his hand made it difficult for him to restrain me with his one free hand, giving me a chance.
I couldn’t just give in. I struggled against his hold, kicking out my legs and hitting out with my arms.
Then he shoved hard at me, making me fall back so that I was lying down, sprawled across the back seat.
I tried to scramble up into a sitting position. But he twisted around and threw his leg over my body, straddling my hips with his muscled thighs and anchoring me to the seat.
I bucked my body violently under him. His weight was heavy, crushing me and forcing the air from my lungs.
The syringe was getting closer.
“Stop fighting,” he growled into my hair as he reached for me and grabbed my upper arms.
One of my hands managed to escape his grasp and I lashed out at him blindly, clawing my nails down his cheek.
He grimaced as he felt my nails gouge his skin open. “You shouldn’t have just done that,” he snarled, the aggression in his voice making my blood run cold. “You’re going to pay for this. You’re going to pay for everything that’s happened today.”
He restrained my arms in his hands. I frantically tried to evade his hold. But he tightened his grip and immobilized my arms which were flailing wildly and trying to push him away.
I knew that nothing could save me now. I was trapped—I had no way to escape him and no chance of overpowering him.
As I saw the needle advancing, my panic doubled. I tried to shrink my body away from him.
But I felt a sharp, cold prick at the base of my neck, and suddenly everything seemed to slow down, everything except for the cold panic that was coursing through my veins.
But then even that slowed down, as everything went black.
CHAPTER 6
MARCO
As soon as we reached the private airfield, we headed straight to the jet that Alessio had arranged to be fully fueled and on standby.
