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“Have you been following me?” I stupidly accuse.
The evil smirk on his face confirms not only that this is a stupid question, but also that something bad is about to happen. Instead of waiting for his response, I rush over to the knife block and miss my chance at grabbing one when he captures my waist. He swipes the block off the countertop with his free hand, and the sound of knives crashing to the floor masks my groans when he presses against me and shoves my face against the countertop.
I cringe when his wet lips hit my ear and his thick body moves against mine.
“Now, now, tenant,” he says mockingly, “why are you making trouble for me? I only wanted to be a good landlord and check that you were okay after the fire.”
I bite into my lip to stop myself from crying out and struggle to reach for a candle, anything, to protect myself from him but am stopped when he grabs my arm and pushes it back. A deep pain shoots through me, and I freeze up.
Don’t provoke him.
“Ronnie,” I say as calmly as I can manage, “I was going for the bottle opener to offer you a beer.”
He laughs behind me, and the smell of his breath nearly gives me a contact buzz. “I applaud you for not being as dumb as most women I have to punish, but I’m not falling for your tricks, bitch.” He twists my arm against my back, and I buck against him. “Keep doing that, sweetie. It’ll only make my dick harder.”
I still while taking deep breaths.
“Not so brave now that your little boyfriend isn’t with you,” he taunts, twisting an arm harder. “You know, no one would’ve questioned what happened in that apartment had you not been spreading your legs for cop boy.”
I stop myself from crying out when he whips me around and pushes me against the counter, my back biting into the rough handle of the drawer. Nausea hits me when he spreads my legs and shifts himself between them.
All I have to do is raise a knee.
It has to be timed perfectly though.
“He was only investigating the fire because you blamed me, Ronnie,” I grit out.
He thrusts his hips against mine. “Shouldn’t have turned me down.”
“Smartest decision I’ve made in my life.”
My response only lights more rage inside him. I have to be smart about this. I nearly gag when I feel his hardness rub against my leg.
“Ronnie, you need to leave before the police come,” I warn. “If you go now, no one will hear about this visit, okay?”
He scoffs, “There’s a warrant out for my arrest, you dumb cunt. Either way, I’m going to jail.” He rolls his hips. “Might as well have some fun before I do.”
I try to push him away, but he’s stronger than I am. “Please stop. You’ll regret this later.”
“Trust me, I won’t regret this one bit. In fact, I’ll relish it forever.”
He looks up and meets my gaze for the first time, and I can’t stop myself from spitting in his face. I’m a survivor, and I also take no shit. My head slams back against the cabinet when he smacks me across my face, and I taste blood on my lips.
“Now, I’m really going to make you pay,” he says, taking a step back to unbuckle his jeans.
I see this as my opportunity and slowly start to lift my knee up, hoping I get a good shot.
We both stop and jump at the sound of Amos’s voice.
“Hey, hey, you step away from her right now!” he screams, stalking into the room, moving as fast as he can with his tank behind him.
Ronnie wipes my spit from his face. “What are you going to do, you old man?”
Amos raises his hand. “I’m going to protect that woman until you kill me. Do you hear me?” He holds his phone up. “I also hit the emergency button on my phone, and the police will be here any minute.”
Ronnie steps away from me and kicks Amos’s oxygen tank. I grab the candle I was going for and bust it over his head at the same time he punches Amos in the face. Ronnie falls. This is what some might call my stupid moment, but I disagree. Instead of making sure Ronnie is down, I rush over to Amos’s side as blood pours from his nose.
The front door slamming catches my attention, and I rush down the stairs to catch Ronnie, but his expensive sports car is already flying down the street.
