Page 45 of My Single Dad SEAL

“You are the man who lives off intimidating people. You are the one who uses all your connections to rob people of their right and dignity, but you have the nerve to throw shades? Please get out of my property before I make a scene or call the cops on you.”

“Don’t you get tired of dragging the cops into your little mess? Do you really think they would listen to you? Haven’t you even learned anything from the last time you went head on with me.” He eyed me from head to toe. As he looked at me with those perverted eyes of his, I began to feel more disgust. I was wearing just my night shorts and a white tank top without a bra. My hair was in a messy bun as I was working on my laptop before I heard the knock on the door and got up to answer it.

“Let us have a word, Katrina. I promise you, I can give you a good deal. You can be my fuck toy and I won’t ruin you,” he stated.

After what he did to me, it took my entire strength and power to come out of that space in my head. I also had pepper spray and a taser in my house. One wrong move from him and I would not hesitate. I wasn’t that naive and helpless young woman who worked for him. I was capable of defending myself now.

“You know you’ve let me touch you before. Just let me do it again, you whore!”

His words stung me and I lost every bit of self-restraint. I leaned forward and hit Darius in the face.

Realizing the gravity of what I had just done, I immediately tried to run back into my house and close the door, but Darius had read my thoughts. He placed his hands on the doorknob and pushed his way in. I did my best to push him out but I was still a petite girl and he was no match for me. As soon as he pushed the doors open and stormed into my house, the first instinct that kicked in was to rush into my room to grab my pepper spray, but it wasn’t that easy. Darius overpowered me and grabbed my elbows, tossing me on the chair.

I tossed and kicked him as he held my hands.

“Let go of me you bastard!” I yelled, kicking against him and struggling to get out of his hold. I just needed to go to my room and grab my pepper spray. That’s all I needed.

“You fucking bitch! How dare you hit me? I will teach you a lesson you will never forget” He was so close to me that I could smell his breath and it filled my stomach with so much disgust. I heard him unclasping the belt of his trouser and I had a complete déjà vu of what happened to me the last time. He was doing it again.

The fear I had been hiding had resurfaced once more. No! I couldn’t let this happen again.

I tasted the tears as they rushed out of my eyes, strolling down and hitting my lips.

“Let me go!” I struggled.

“Listen to me, bitch, and you better listen to me good. I have had you before and I will have you again. And I hope you know there is nowhere on earth you could ever go that I won’t find you.” He gave me a cynical smile, but that didn’t stop me from pushing him. I managed to land a kick on his groin.

“Fuck! You bitch! You crazy bitch!” he yelled as he stepped away from me, cupping his crotch. I took that to my advantage and rushed into my room. The first drawer on the bedside shelf I pulled out the pepper spray and rushed back into my living room.

“You monster!” I unleashed the can of pepper spray as I stood right in front of Darius who before I walked in was bent low still cupping his crotch and yelling in pain. He looked up at me as I yelled and I seized that opportunity in spraying the motherfucker’s eyes.

“What the hell?!”

I didn’t stop spraying him. I focused on his face and sprayed as much as I could. My chest was heaving when I finally stopped.

“I told you to stay away from me! I told you I won’t let you hurt me this time. I will fight back.”

“You don’t know what you just did, Katrina. You just made the worst mistake of your life.” He tried rubbing on his eyes with one hand as he spoke, while the other hand, he used to trace his steps. I stepped around him so I could stand behind him before I pushed him out of my house with all of my strength. As soon as he was out of my house I closed the door and tightened my locks.

“This isn’t the end, you psycho! I promise you. You better run and hide because I am going to find you and I will ruin you!” he yelled.

I rested my back on the door and knelt down to the floor, running my hand through my red hair. I placed a hand on my racing heart in a bid to calm my nerves. I wasn’t safe. This apartment was no longer safe for me. I didn’t want to be anywhere Darius could find me. He was a wicked and cruel man. He was capable of anything.

I managed to get myself off the floor as I headed straight for my bedroom.

He had touched me today. He had his hands all over me. He touched me today. I stripped my clothes off my body and walked into my bathroom so I could have a cold shower. I needed to cleanse my entire body of him. I wanted to get the feeling of his hands on my body out of my head.

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When I walkedout of the bathroom, I knew what I needed to do. I had to file a restraining order against Darius and I also needed to call Lily. She always knew about him, but I never told her he was back. It was time for me to tell her that Darius was back and this time he was out for me. He was threatening me.

I didn’t know for how long I could keep him away, but I had to try.

As I cleaned up my body and looked for something to throw on so I could get myself to have some sleep, I thought about George. Should I tell him about this? I thought I could handle Darius on my own, but it didn’t seem like it now.

What if it was dangerous for George to get involved in all of this? I didn’t want his name to be ruined because of me. I couldn’t risk destroying everything George had built.

I crawled into my bed and hid under my covers. As much as I tried to get some shut eye, I just kept tossing and turning on my bed.

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