Page 50 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

Chapter Eleven

Avery

I kicked out at Tristan, trying to dislodge him as he dragged me down the corridor away from Aiden and Frazier. Aiden’s expression killed me. I knew he would still be groggy from whatever they’d used to knock him out with, but the agony in his eyes knowing what Tristan had planned sliced into my skin, ripping my heart to shreds. There had been determination too. He told me he’d come for me. Promised me. Aiden didn’t break those. I had to stay strong for him.

“Let me go, you fucking arsehole,” I screeched, trying to elbow Tristan.

“The more you struggle, the worse it will be for you,” he told me.

Up the stairs we went, him dragging me with some considerable effort.

“For fuck’s sake, Avery. Calm down,” he grunted as I managed to kick him in the shin.

“No! Fuck you. I’ll fucking kill you.”

“I’d like to see you try.”

Tristan didn’t know I had a knife hidden under my dress. I had to reach it before he found it. I had to defend myself against him. I couldn’t wait for Aiden to get away from Frazier because Tristan would no doubt take me if I wasn’t careful.

He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me down the corridor when we reached the top of the stairs, throwing open his bedroom door. My scalp burnt. I tried to hit him, but he threw me in the room and slammed the door shut behind him. I didn’t get a chance to recover. He dragged me up off the floor by my hair and shoved me against the wall, pinning me there with his body.

“I like it when women fight back, but you’re causing me too much fucking trouble,” he hissed.

I spat in his face, struggling against him. He smiled, wiping my spit away with his sleeve.

“You’ll pay for that.”

He pulled away and backhanded me across the cheek. I cried out, putting my hand up to my face. I glared at him. My cheek really hurt, especially after Frazier had smacked me around the jaw earlier. I was sure I’d be black and blue before this was over. Better than being raped. Anything was better than that. I didn’t want those memories. I only wanted to remember the way Aiden touched me. I only wanted him between my legs.

Tristan stared at me, his mud brown eyes narrowed. I didn’t move for a long moment and neither did he. Perhaps he thought if he hit me, I’d stop fighting him. He was fucking stupid.

I launched myself at him, knocking him off balance. We both crashed to the floor. I scrambled away from him before he had a chance to recover. I ran for the door, pulling it open and making a dash for it down the corridor.

I only got a few feet before Tristan tackled me to the floor. I screamed, pain lancing across my chest, arms and legs at the impact with the floor and Tristan’s added weight.

“You really are fucking determined to piss me off.”

“Fuck you,” I wheezed.

“I’ve told you so many times, Avery. The only one who’s getting fucked around here is you. I’m going to rip your cunt in half then I’m going to fuck your little rosebud. If you’re good, I might ease up on you a little, otherwise, I’m going to stick my dick in you without lubrication. You better fucking wise up before I destroy all your holes completely.”

I froze underneath him. Tears pricked at my eyes. I didn’t want to imagine it. How much he’d make it hurt. He’d ruin me forever if he did any of those things. How could I ever come back from that?

My heart hammered in my chest at a million miles an hour. I felt sick to my stomach. What if Aiden didn’t get to me in time? I couldn’t stand the thought of it.

“Don’t,” I whispered. “Please don’t.”

“There now, have you decided to give in?”

I would never give in to him, but perhaps if I could convince him to let his guard down just a little, I could get myself out of this mess. I still had the knife. I could feel it pressed against my skin in its sheath. I had to be strong enough and brave enough to use it. To protect myself against the man who was going to rape me.

“Don’t hurt me.”

He stroked my hair back from my face, leaning in and rubbing his cheek across mine.

“Shh,” he cooed. “I won’t hurt you if you stop fighting me.”

I didn’t believe that for a second.

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