Page 17 of Chained to You (Dark Billionaires 6)

“Shit!” I said under my breath as I came to a sudden stop, surprised.

“How the hell did you…?” Sophie said, obviously in disbelief.

At that moment, Herbert came in behind her, and I felt my world suddenly come crashing down on me.

No. No. No. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. They weren’t supposed to be here. I was supposed to escape unscathed.

“Fuck!” Herbert snapped. Obviously, he looked as shocked as Sophie was at seeing me there, a broken, beaten girl with cuts and bruises, limping her way about a humongous, abandoned warehouse filled with rubbish, trying to escape.

He shoved Sophie aside and marched toward me, his face red in anger. That was when my body took control as more adrenaline rushed through me.

It’s flight or fight time.

I reacted and made the move by dashing backward, away from Herbert’s hands. He, however, came after me.

I was scuttling, never mind the pain in my body. In fact, at that moment, I felt no pain at all. All I thought about was getting away from him.

And I did my best, running as I had never run before, dashing toward the pile of junk and throwing things at him.

Herbert swore and growled as he chased after me. Pieces of metal, wood, cardboard, and whatever I managed to get my hands on, I hauled them at him, hitting him on the head, face, and body. My retaliating action managed to slow him down, but of course, this only made him even angrier, which I knew as his tyranny behavior became more aggressive.

“I’m going to kill you, you bitch,” he growled, his eyes dark and his face bright red. “I’m going to beat you into a pulp for playing with me. I’ll teach you a harsh lesson for tricking me and disobeying me, you bitch. You’re a bitch just like your mother. I’m going to fuck you and beat you so bad it’ll kill you, Mia. You just wait and see when I get my hands on you.”

He continued to rant like a child who couldn’t get what he wanted. Of course, I wasn’t listening to him as my mind raced, trying to figure out a way to run toward the exit where Sophie still stood, watching me with murderous eyes. Obviously, she was blocking the door to prevent me from escaping.

I knew I had no choice but to bulldoze through Sophie if I wanted to get out of here. But that could only happen if I managed to lose Herbert. And I knew the only way to do that was to severely injure him.

I noted the sharp piece of metal, perhaps part of a car, lying behind me amongst the piles of junk. I took another step backward, bent down, and grabbed for it. What happened next was so quick, and I didn’t have time to think or act. One moment, I was picking up that sharp metal, and the next, Herbert was upon me, his hand on my hair as he pulled me up.

I screamed so hard and loud in reaction that my throat hurt. As he pulled me by the hair, I yelled, “Let me go, Herbert! Let me go, you bastard!”

I fell onto my knees as he started dragging me, my skin skidding against the uneven concrete, cutting into me and bruising me even more. I held on to his wrist for dear life whilst at the same time sliced at his skin with the sharp piece of metal like a madwoman.

I heard him growl in pain, and I knew I had hurt him. But he wouldn’t let me go as he dragged me toward the door.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

I struggled harder as I heard him opening the door. I knew he was taking me back upstairs and, God, he was going to beat me up again and rape me, too.

“No. No. No,” I cried, shaking my head as I tried to stab at him again.

Herbert caught my wrist and forced the metal out of my hand. Then he sneered at me, his eyes dark and wild. “Now for your punishment, Mia. I’m going to fuck you and beat you until you can’t walk. Until you can’t even crawl.”

He even smiled at me, and it made me feel so cold inside. I was so afraid for my own life that I became paralyzed and my mind just blanked out.

He picked me up and hauled me over his shoulder. My mind was numb as he took me upstairs, and once in the room he had me in before, he dumped me on the floor against the wall. Instantly, I pulled myself into a ball as my heart pounded like there was no tomorrow and the fear inside me overwhelmed me so much. I couldn’t do anything.

God, I’m pathetic.

It was when I heard the sound of Herbert unzipping his pants that I was able to force myself out of the darkness of fear, that I was able to take control of my mind and body again.

No. There is no way I’ll let him rape me. No way I’ll let him beat me up again.

I growled loudly as tears flowed down my cheeks. Then without thinking—because time was of the essence, I knew there was no point in thinking—I rushed up and bulldozed myself into Herbert. I knew the bastard was thrice my size, but so what? I was desperate, after all.

My head and body crashed against his fat, and then I growled some more like a wildcat that had gone more than a little bit crazy. I raised my head, and after noting the shocked surprise on his face, I opened my mouth wide and bit onto his ear as my hand grabbed at his hair, which I then proceeded to tug and pull and tear at the strands as though my life depended on it.

Some greasy strands came away with my yanking, and I felt satisfied. I tasted his blood in my mouth, too, and I knew I had managed to wound his ear.

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