Page 54 of Rebellion

Oh God. What was he planning?

She tried to scream at Miller from behind the hand. But it was no use. Finally, she drew her head back, giving her enough space to bite down on the hand.

God. It was so gross. Salty and disgusting.

The man behind her let out a muffled curse, dropping his hand away.

“Don’t do it, Miller! Don’t listen to—” Sofia’s voice broke off with a scream as the hand returned to her mouth. Only this time, the person squeezed harder, bringing tears of pain to her eyes.

God.

What was happening?

“Miller,” Oleg said slimily. “You listen good unless you want me to hurt your friend.”

Suddenly, the guy removed his hand and, grabbing her hair, tugged it back hard. The pain was immediate and made her cry out.

“A car is outside for you to sneak out and get in. It going to bring you to me. You tell anyone and she die. You understand?” Oleg warned.

Tears ran down Sofia’s cheeks. But that hand was back over her mouth, keeping her quiet.

Don’t do it, Miller. Don’t come for me.

I’m not worth it.

“Get in car. You got three minute. Time tick away.”

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Sofia didn’t know how long it was until Miller arrived with a large, heavily tattooed man behind her.

Who was he?

Both Anton and Pavel were here. Pavel had held his disgusting hand over her mouth.

While she wasn’t fully surprised, it still felt like a betrayal. These were men she’d worked with, who she’d watched out for as the owner of Solnyshko. And while they’d never been particularly friendly, other than the other day, she’d never felt threatened by them.

But that had all been blown out of the water.

The man behind Miller was new to her, though. And she would have remembered him if she’d seen him before.

A tattoo of a spider web covered his face, and from his left cheek, a giant spider climbed up the web.

He prodded Miller into the room where Sofia sat, watching the other woman fearfully.

She could feel Oleg standing behind her.

No doubt he had a hateful look on his face. To her credit, Miller didn’t look afraid. She kept her shoulders back as she glared at Oleg.

He placed his hands on Sofia’s shoulders and she flinched in reaction.

Please don’t let him hurt Miller.

For some reason, the man with Sofia scared her even more than Oleg. He was staring at Miller like he’d enjoy taking her apart.

Piece by piece.

She whimpered and his gaze shot to hers. A cold smile filled his face.

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