Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 115400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 577(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 577(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
“Open up, bitch.”
“If you think I’m about to suck your pathetic excuse of a cock, you’ve got another thing coming.”
“You don’t want to cross me, girl. Now open your fucking mouth and be the good little whore that you are and take it. Otherwise, you’ll find your brains splattered across this road, and whether you’re alive or dead, I’ll still be fucking that pretty little mouth, so take your pick.”
My wrists loosen a little more, and as I clench my jaw and lift my gaze, lights appear behind him, much further in the distance, but only a massive fleet of SUVs moving at a million miles an hour could create a halo of light like that.
Killian.
It has to be.
He’s coming for me just as I knew he would.
The wave of emotion that crashes through me is almost crippling, but with Broken Nose’s attention focused solely on me, I mask every emotion within me while doing what I can to keep his stare on me. If he catches wind of someone coming, my chance of getting out of here will get smaller and smaller, and if he somehow worked out that it was Killian coming to get me back, that chance will become non-existent. And while I know I’ve made some foolish decisions in the past, I won’t be making any tonight.
The SUVs are still too far to risk doing anything stupid, but I also can’t risk moving from this spot. If this asshole scoops me up and somehow gets me into the trunk of his car, I’m fucked.
It’s all or nothing.
Putting my pride and dignity aside and doing what I can to disassociate from everything around me, I open my mouth, and as tears fill my eyes, he slams his cock right to the back of my throat. “That’s what I fucking thought,” he says, his hold in my hair tighter than ever as he forces my head back and forth. “Now suck.”
I gag on his cock, choking as it slams against the back of my throat over and over all while keeping my gaze locked on the blinding headlights that grow closer and closer, and the moment they’re close enough for me to take the upper hand, I don’t fucking hesitate.
I wait, just a microsecond for his cock to penetrate the back of my throat, and then with every ounce of strength I possess, I bite down as hard as fucking possible. Broken Nose roars in agony as a wave of blood fills my mouth, but I don’t dare let go, I just keep grinding my teeth.
He viciously pulls on my hair, yanking out chunks, and as my wrists finally come free, I shove my hand between his shaking thighs and grab his balls in a death grip, squeezing until I feel something pop.
Broken Nose falls to the ground, and the heavy drop of his body is enough to tear the rest of his skin, completely castrating him, and the moment I can, I pull back, spitting what’s left of his cock out onto the dirty ground.
Blood smears across my face, and as I shakily get back to my feet, I stare down at the pathetic man before me, watching as he succumbs to the agony. Blood pulses out of him in waves, and while I know nothing about the human body, I know people don’t often survive that kind of blood loss.
“How’s that for a little fight left in me?”
I rise like the fucking red queen, wearing my crown of blood. “YOU BITCH,” Broken Nose roars, clutching on to his non-existent cock, but all I can do is laugh.
Maybe the events that unfolded tonight have ruined me. Maybe I’ll never be the girl Killian fell in love with, but right now, it doesn’t matter, because these assholes have blackened my soul, and I won’t rest until justice has been served.
I hear the convoy of SUVs skidding to a halt, and as I glance back over my shoulder, I realize it’s time to go. Killian is going to storm the auction house, and when he does, I want him to know exactly what he’s getting justice for.
I turn to race toward the other half of my heart, but the gurgling of Broken Nose gives me pause, and as I look down at him, my dark heart creeps closer. “I hope I was worth it,” I tell him as a twisted smirk stretches across my lips. “Now, if you don’t mind. I’ve been away from my husband for far too long.”
“I’m going to kill you,” he spits through a clenched jaw. “Mark my fucking words, girl. I’m going to find you, and when I do, the pain I inflict on you would be like living in the darkest hell.”
I laugh. “Cute,” I say, as my gaze shifts down to the castrated penis and the rush of blood flowing from the wound. “With that kind of blood loss, you won’t live past the next few minutes, let alone have the chance to get your hands on me again, but just in case some bullshit miracle occurs and you somehow survive, you’ll never find me.”