Page 54 of Thief

She shoved them onto the desk and flicked through a pad of post-it notes. Pulled at one of the drawers underneath; it was locked. She hunched and put all her weight into it. Heaved with all her might. Willed the little lock to break so the drawer would open and give up its secrets.

I need to get in there.

A cold, hard, sickening pressure was suddenly applied to the right side of her head.

She froze.

Bent over and with her fingers wrapped around the drawer handle, she ceased all movement and, with horror, realised the cold, hard thing pushed against her temple was the wrong end of a gun.

“Well, well, well,” Carlos’s low, menacing voice rumbled directly behind her, “what a nice surprise to see you here, Kitty Kat.”

The poked harder, and her neck jerked, sending a bolt of pain to her shoulder blades. But she ignored it. She was too terrified to do anything. Her only awareness was cool metal at her temple and the imminence of her death.

“Stand up, bitch,” Carlos instructed.

She straightened and turned to look at his bloated face. His evil eyes bored into hers for several long seconds. Then he swayed backwards and swept his gaze over the leather gear she wore. When he looked back up, there was a lusty glint mixed with brutish hate in his eyes. It scared her nearly as much as the gun did.

“You’re looking very fuckable tonight.” The left side of his lip curled up in a disgusting leer.

Kat gagged as his rancid breath hit the back of her throat.

“Not what you were wearing earlier. And you were so early tonight, very unusual. You usually like to spend a few hours getting fucked first.” He cackled. “Maybe I could help you out with that, what do you reckon?” His free hand cupped her right breast and squeezed— hard.

Kat clenched her teeth to prevent crying out as a jolt of pain seared through tender tissue.

“Mmm, you’re making me horny, I haven’t shagged a pussy cat before. Will you purr or will you yowl?”

“There’s a good reason I’m here. Honestly, I’ll explain ev…everything if you give me a chance. Please.”

“Too fucking right you’ll explain, just as soon as I’ve shown you what happens when you slink into my yard.” His yellowing teeth gritted and little drops of his revolting spit landed on her face.

He reached for the zipper on her jacket, snagged it down and pushed his hand inside. He grabbed her breast through her thin dress. His fingers were hard, tight and mean. Kat whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut.

“You like the rough treatment, do you?” He pulled the gun from her temple and shoved it under her chin. The sharp movement caused her neck to hyperextend until she was looking directly up at his face.

His hard groin and fat stomach pressed into her abdomen. He yanked her dress and bra. It tore and revealed bare flesh over the ripped material.

“No, please, Carlos, no.”

“You better change that to ‘yes, Carlos, yes’.” His lips hovered above hers, and his gold fillings flashed as he contorted his face into a carnal smile. “You’ll need to shout yes when I fuck you. Yes, Carlos, oh, yes.” He made his voice high and singsong. “Oh, please don’t stop, Carlos. You’re the best.”

Kat trembled and tried to shift her head away from the gun.

“Keep fucking still.” He tugged the waistband of her trousers. “Take these fucking things off and then bend over my table you seem so damn interested in.”

Kat whimpered and didn’t move.

“Now, whore.”

With shaking hands, she reached down for her fly. She was about to be raped by the most revolting man she’d ever met. The brute of her nightmares. Her pelvis muscles trembled, her lungs wheezed.

She pushed her trousers down an inch then cried out as Carlos spun her around and curled his fingers over her waistband. He yanked and she tensed all her muscles as he shoved her forward, the gun sinking into the base of her skull as he fumbled with his own zipper.

“I think you’ve taken enough of what belongs to me.” A sudden, deep voice rattled from the doorway.

The gun swung from the back of Kat’s head.

She seized the opportunity and scrambled to the corner, where she tugged up her trousers and zipped her jacket.

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