Page 91 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

He looks at the other two guys and they nod.

I don’t know what they’re planning. Can’t even guess, until it’s too late.

The guy to the left grabs me in one deft move. I scream but the other guy comes for me and covers my mouth. They shove me hard against the wall and Marco moves in.

He fills his palms with my breasts and I feel sick.

“You little bitch, you think you can tell me no?” he balks, getting up into my face. “You don’t know who you’re messing with, do you?”

He squeezes me so hard I scream into the guy’s hand.

I’m guessing the girls here all do as they’re told and what they don’t want goes unnoticed because of the nature of the place and clientele.

I try to fight against the guys and to my horror Marco starts undoing his belt buckle.

The fuck? No way. No way in hell am I going to end up getting raped after all I’m doing. Something snaps in my mind. The instinct to survive and fight. I have to fight.

I have to fight.

He steps close and my foot flings up and kicks him in his balls with the heel of my stilettos jabbing into him. He doubles over and I use the moment to bite down hard on the guy’s hand that’s covering my mouth. I bite so hard I’m surprised the skin didn’t come off.

He lets me go and like a feral animal, I claw the other guy in his face. The panic fob is on the inside edge of my negligee. I reach for it and press down hard. I hope like hell it does what it’s supposed to because Marco comes at me and slaps me with the back of his hand so hard, I fall to the ground and hit my face.

Stars speckle my vision and I’m so lightheaded I can’t organize my thoughts. Everything switches between dark blotches and someone grabbing me. Another slap in my face has me crying.

I’m aware now, the slap brought me back to reality.

Marco gets on top of me and rips off my panties. I scream when he covers my mouth with his and try to fight back, but someone’s holding my hands and feet.

He’s about to hit me again when a gunshot echoes in the room.

A gunshot!

I’m sure it’s a gunshot… but in here?

Whatever it is makes Marco stop what he’s doing and the guys holding my hands and feet release their hold on me.

“Get the fuck up!” Roars a voice I would recognize in my dreams. Except this guys shouldn’t be in my dreams.

He’s a nightmare and I curse myself when my gaze lands on Nick and my stupid, stupid heart flutters.

“Nick, we were just having some fun,” Marco says, getting up. He stands and I shuffle away, cowering by the table with the drinks.

“Fun? Really? Didn’t look like fucking fun to me,” Nick counters.

Marco laughs. “Oh please, what the fuck do you care? I take it she’s one of your cast-offs.”

Cast-offs… so it’s true. That’s what I am.

The tears fall harder at the confirmation.

“Get out!” Nick thunders and I look up at him.

He looks so different to what I’m used to and I’ve never seen him with a gun before.

“Get out? I pay good money to come here,” Marco retorts.

“Money? Really? Your stupid shit money is no good here. You know me having you here is more beneficial to you than it is to me, Marco Antonella. Fucking get out and don’t come back.”

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