Page 80 of Ruthless

I brought the lug wrench up and swung it around to clobber him, but he anticipated my move and caught my wrist in mid-air. "Oh, no you don't!" He twisted my wrist mercilessly until I cried out and dropped it. "I'm not a weak boy like Todd."

Before I could brace myself, he backhanded me hard. My head snapped to the side, and when I turned back to face him tears of rage burned in my eyes. I tasted blood where my teeth had cut into my lip. I wanted to spit in his laughing face. "You're a fucking coward, just like all the Red Devils were," I hissed.

He laughed harder, twisting his hand in my hair until I winced in pain. "In case you haven’t guessed, we're with the Kings now." He jerked me against him. "I can hardly wait to fuck you."

"You look like a little boy playing hospital dress up."

He snarled. "This shit was necessary so I could get close to you before you recognized me."

"You're not worth remembering," I hissed back.

"I'm so gonna enjoy making you bleed, bitch." He grinned like the sicko that he was. He lowered his face as if to kiss me, and I quickly turned away. He yanked my hair harder and then pushed me in front of him. "Now move!"

I put one bloody foot in front of the other, knowing that I had failed at my one and only chance of escape.

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