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I’m rewarded with an excruciating howl, and as I keep swinging the cane, the howls turn to whimpers.

He tried to kill the woman I love.

My rage spirals out of control, and I slam the cane against the side of his head.

Swinging around, my breaths rush over my lips as I toss the cane on the floor and order, “Leave him alone in this room. No food. No water.”

Stalking away from the fucker who will soon pray for death, I head back to the main house, where I pour myself a tumbler of whiskey. I down the burning liquid, then focus on getting my breathing under control.

“You okay, boss?” Milo asks from where he’s still sitting on the couch.

I nod my head. “I’m fine.”

I hear Milo get up. “Is he dead?”

Turning to face him, I answer, “No. I’m not done with him yet.”

Chapter 38

Samantha

Even though I’m exhausted, I can’t fall asleep.

Lying on Franco’s bed, I hug one of his pillows to my chest while I think about my life and everything that’s happened.

What will the other employees at work think when they hear I’m dating the CEO?

Probably that I slept my way to the top.

Do I care?

No. Not really.

I have to call Mom and tell her about Franco. She’s going to be over the moon.

Is Todd really gone?

How do I feel about that?

Pondering the question, I snuggle into the pillow and take a deep breath of Franco’s scent.

I hate that things turned out the way they did. If only Todd had accepted our break up.

Franco is right, though. Todd doesn’t deserve to live after everything he’s done to me. He’s a monster, and God only knows how many women he’s already hurt.

Has Franco killed him already?

I wait for the tsunami of emotions to hit, but there’s only relief at the thought that Todd won’t be able to hurt me again.

I bring my hand to my neck and wrap my fingers around the sore skin.

Todd can’t kill me.

I can finally go to Houston, so I can clear out my house and sell it.

Lying in the dark, I find closure to the nightmare that’s haunted me for over a year.

As the tears of relief come, I bury my face in the pillow and mourn the loss of everything that was stolen from me.

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