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He twisted my wrist harder. “No, you’re up to something. What is it? Is this a set-up?”

“What? No. Johnny, I just wanted to learn more about Kara.” I could barely hear my own words, feeling lightheaded and faint with fear.

Johnny reared back and slapped my face hard. “You’re trying some shit. What are you doing? Trying to sneak stuff to Eli or somethin’?”

I cried, “Y-yes. He wanted something of hers. I was going to bring it to him.” When he went to slap me again, my elbows blocked his strike.

He lunged at me, attempting to pry apart my legs with his waist. I pinched my knees together as much as I could. Gripping my ankles with each of his hands, he lifted my legs up, my dress dropping to expose my panties. “I don’t need between them, bitch. I’ll just work you like this. Can reach your asshole better anyway.”

“No, Johnny! Don’t.” Twisting my torso to the side, I tried to squirm away, but he pinned my body with his so that I was knelt over the couch. My arms were tucked into the back, with his groin pressing into mine. With my dress was scrunched up, he hooked a finger inside my panties and pushed them aside.

“You killed my father, you bastard. I won’t let you touch me. I won’t let a murderer like you touch me.” My body squirmed, pushed, twisted, grunted. Anything to try to get away from him. His hard cock lined up with my ass.

“Mmm, if you fight, you’re just going to tear. Let me fuck you in the ass like a good girl.” A gasp escaped me as he spanked my ass hard. Then, the terror changed to anger, rage, white hot as it bubbled up from my stomach.

“Admit you killed my father. Admit it, you fucking asshole,” I yelled, my voice causing his cheap blinds to rattle on the windows.

“Yeah, but Eli’s going to pay for it. Eli’s going to get what he deserves for taking Kara away from me, and now I’m going to take you away from him. Take it in the ass, get ripped, and if you don’t like it, I’ll kill you after. I’ll fucking kill you just like I did your father, you stupid cunt.”

His dick pressed hard on my back hole, but there was no lubrication. Hocking up spit, he let it drizzle on my ass as he rubbed his shaft between my butt cheeks, spreading the spit along the hole.

“Get off her now!” Adon and Piper busted through Johnny’s door, and Adon took two steps to pull Johnny off me. Piper was holding her phone up to video the assault. Relief flooded me as the two rushed in, my body relaxing as I twisted out of his grasp.

“I think I even got him on video saying he killed your father,” Piper said with a smirk, helping me up and straightening my dress. She pulled me into her body, and I stood protected by my friend as Adon rushed to Johnny.

Johnny yelled, “What? What the fuck?” Adon flipped Johnny’s body to the ground and sat on top of his back, holding his arms in a strong grip.

“The police should be here soon. We got you on video and audio recording,stupid cunt.” Snatching my purse off the coffee table, I pulled out my phone, which had been recording the entire time. I put the pen cap in another plastic baggie. “And the detective will want your and Kara’s DNA.”

“Piper, grab something from the kitchen to tie him up with. I’ll hold him,” Adon commanded.

“Kay, boss man.” Piper disappeared and came back with some duct tape. Adon wrapped the tape around Johnny’s arms and then his feet.

Sirens blared throughout the apartment complex. As the police approached, I spotted Detective Sherrod.

“This was a stupid idea. You could have gotten very hurt here, and possibly killed,” she scolded me, peering her deep brown eyes over her glasses.

“I know, but I have to save him. I have to save an innocent man.”

Both Piper and I showed her our videos, then she had us email them to her. She said the forensics department would be in touch about the original recordings. Then I handed her the hair and pen cap samples.

“Great work. Glad it worked out. We will take it from here and talk to Mr. Davis. Your boyfriend should be released soon.” The detective directed the rest of the scene as the police handcuffed Johnny and put him in the back of a cruiser.

Adon wrapped an arm around my shoulders and squeezed. “Thanks, Essa. For saving my brother.” He kissed the top of my head as Piper’s arm circled my waist. The three of us walked to our cars in the lot, seemingly in a daze.

“I had to. I need to get my love back.”

ChapterTwenty-Three

ELI

It wasn’t like the first time I was released from prison. This time, Essa was standing outside in a pretty sundress with cherries on it. Her blonde hair blew in the warm breeze and, even from that distance, I could see a shine in her blue eyes. She looked like my salvation. Sprinting the entire way across the lot, I wrapped her into a tight embrace and crashed my lips to hers.

“Sunshine, I missed you. I love you. Are you okay? What happened?” Clutching her face, I let my thumbs brush away the tears that had gathered on her cheeks, then kissed each one. “I never want to be apart from you ever again. I owe you my life.”

“You’re here.” Blinking back more tears, she linked her fingers behind my neck as we stood gazing into each other’s eyes.

“I am, baby girl. Let me take care of you. What do you need?” Essa’s little hand slid down my arm and grasped two of my fingers as she tugged me toward her sedan. Her blue eyes turned from dreamy to devilish as her pert little lips curled into a small grin.

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