Page 177 of Fall into Savagery

She fell back, her head hitting the edge of the metal box she had used to get her cocaine fix earlier.

I covered my mouth as blood pooled beneath her head.

“Oh, God.”

“Oh, God is right. You really are a lot of fucking trouble, aren’t you?”

I turned to take in Agnello.

He was awake.

I didn’t think.

I turned and ran out of there.

I got out of the warehouse and looked around to nothing but an open field.

Where the hell was I?

I took off to my left on instinct and came up to flat, empty land.

There was nowhere to hide or go.

I hesitated, and that was all it took for Agnello to catch up.

He slammed me to the ground and turned me around.

He spread my legs with his hips and pressed in against me.

I struggled harder.

“Stop!” I screamed.

He laughed, one hand coming up and cupping my breast.

I struggled harder against him, the hard handle of the knife biting into my palm.

I didn’t think.

I squeezed my hand in between us.

“Stop!”

He pulled on my hair to the side, his rancid hot breath fanning across my face. “What would the fucking Bratva think if I sent their whore back filled with my cum?”

Tears dripped down the side of my face, and I shook my head.

He laughed.

“Stop!” I screamed again, and closing my eyes, I plunged the knife up.

He stilled on top of me.

I opened my eyes and took in his face frozen in horror and disbeliefs, as I twisted the knife in even more.

His mouth unfurled, but nothing came out, and I could only stare as his eyes glazed over and a pool of something warm and wet and sticky filled between us.

I took in a stuttered breath, and that was all it took.

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