Page 151 of Unravelling The Beast

He smiles broadly before speaking.

"That's my good girl."

My body cringes when he says that, and I close my eyes as I turn away until I hear the warped door beside me being dragged over the ground, at which point my eyes snap open.

When the door is fully open, another stranger gets down on his hands and knees and takes the gun from beneath me. He stares up at me before reaching over and swiftly unclipping my seatbelt, and I groan as I fall upside down on my head.

He suddenly grabs my hair and drags me out of the car by it, forcing me to scream and kick out, the glass cracking under me.

When I'm fully out, he releases my hair, and Cash stands over me with a nasty grin on his face, hungrily peering down at me.

"Fuck, you're even hotter when you're covered in blood."

I take deep breaths, my chest heaving in fear, and I'm not sure where the strength comes from, but I quickly sit up before crawling away on my hands and knees, trying to get to my feet while Cash calls out to me.

"Where exactly do you think you're going?"

He suddenly fires a bullet, which hits the concrete beside me, causing me to come to a halt.

"Get her pretty little ass back here and put her in the rear

of the car with me."

Suddenly, footsteps approach from behind me, and a strong arm wraps around my midsection, lifting me up and forcing me to scream and struggle as hard as I can, but he clasps his hand over my mouth, silencing me.

As the man leads me to the black Range Rover, I notice Cash grinning and shaking his head.

"She's a fucking feisty one!"

The man holding me opens the door and throws me onto the back seat. I shoot him the most poisonous glare before he smirks and slams the door in my face. I spot two men in the front seats and Cash climbs in beside me with his gun pointing at me.

As he slides into his seat, he smiles and maintains his eyes locked on mine as he speaks to the driver.

"You know exactly where we need to go, boys."

While we drive by Arlo's destroyed, upside-down Lamborghini, tears obscure my vision and stream down my cheeks while I speak harshly.

"You'd better hope he's not alive."

Cash answers from behind me.

"Even if he is, princess, it's exactly what Charles wanted."

I turn quickly and scream at him, giving him a severe glare.

"Well, he's an evil cunt! And you're nothing more than a fucking snake! You’re all going to

get what’s coming to you; mark my words!”

He gives me a patronizing look, and I shift my attention to the window beside me.

(Unconscious State)

I'm standing in utter darkness, breathing heavily, and my chest feels like something heavy is sitting on it, causing me to struggle to inhale.

I frantically look around the abyss, wondering where the hell I am.

Am I dead?

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