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He clucks his tongue like he’s disappointed in me for asking. “If you do it freely, I won’t have taken it fromhim.”
I don’t know if it’s his attempt at reverse psychology. Something tells me he’s being completely truthful.
“Why is it so important to take me from Gray—” Before I can finish the question, Gunner backhands me so hard I stagger to the side, barely able to stay upright.
“Don’t say his fucking name,” Gunner hisses, no longer sounding like he’s enjoying himself.
And even though I feel lightheaded and he split my lip, I force a grin. “Whose name? Grayson’s?”
When he lunges for me, I’m prepared. I sidestep him, twisting to the side like Cara taught me and kick him square in the chest.
For a moment, he looks at me like he can’t quite believe I did that, and I use it to my advantage. Reaching into my pocket, I take out the knife Gray shoved in there before leaving with his brothers.
I kick him again, this time in the thigh. Then I spin closer and rake the blade across his arm. Well, I aimed for his stomach, but he blocked it.
As his surprise wears off, it’s replaced with excitement. He rolls on the balls of his feet and holds his arms out wide.
“Come at me all you want, Sugar. We both know how this is ending. With your cunt dripping blood onto my cock.”
Angered by his words, I let out a war cry of sorts and jump at him again. But he’s prepared for me to act, and this time he wraps his arms around my back and holds me flush against him. For a second I’m unsure of what to do, but I don’t have time to think about it as he headbutts me.
Pain flares to life, making it feel like my skull is on fire as black spots dance at the edge of my vision.
“No,” I scream, refusing to pass out. “No.”
I try to recall Cara’s words of wisdom. She said something about… no, she told me to… fuck. Why can’t I remember?
Before I know what’s happening, my air is forced out of me and I find myself sprawled on the floor, looking up at the ceiling.
The knife that was in my hand is now pressed against my throat.
“Scream for me, Sugar,” Gunner cackles. “Call out forhim.If you make him come in here, I promise to let you go.”
A tear falls from my eyes. “I w-won’t,” I choke out. “I won’t help you kill him.”
Using the last of my strength, I lift my head, effectively pressing my throat harder against the knife to show him I don’t care about my own life.
Gunner’s eyes sparkle with untold horrors and menace. “You think I’m going to kill you that quickly, Sugar? Guess again.”
He digs the knife into my skin, making me hiss out as I feel it slice through my skin. Only, it’s not in a way one would do with the intention to kill. It’s like a paper cut and nothing more.
“Let’s have some fun first,” he growls.
I stiffen as he removes the knife long enough to rip my shirt off. He does it so quickly and effortlessly there’s no way for me to attack or as much as flail my arms.
Once I’m lying under him in nothing but my bra and jeans, he hums while using the knife to slice through the straps and the small bow holding the cups together.
“Fuck, I’ve missed those titties,” he groans when my chest is completely bare to him.
Where the hell is the numbness when I want it? I know what’s coming. I can see it in the depth of his evil eyes. He’s going to use me, rape me. Probably repeatedly.
I can’t go through that again.
Not when Gray has just… to say he’s fixed me sounds ugly, yet that’s the only word that comes to mind. Fix. I was fixed.
“There it is,” Gunner taunts. Then he leans down and licks the tears trailing down my cheeks. “The despair and fear I’ve been dreaming about. Go for it, Princess. Seal his fate by screaming forhim.”
Fuck.
