Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69025 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“Do you see how much I love you now? Can you deny me after seeing this?” He dug into his pocket and pulled out what looked to be a pair of her missing panties.
Holy shit, he had been inside her house while she wasn’t there. Brandi watched in horror as he put the panties against his nose and inhaled deeply, then replaced them in his pocket. He gave her an easy smile.
Her jaw dropped. She couldn’t believe this. Things like this only happened in the movies.
Brandi retreated until she was against the altar. As gently as she could, she said, “Rodney, it’s over between us. I’m sorry if I hurt you, but this isn’t right. I don’t want to be with you.”
She’d miscalculated. He advanced on her and grabbed her head before she could react. He brought his mouth down on hers, grinding her teeth painfully against her lips.
The tip of his knife was pressed dangerously against her side and she knew if she moved it would pierce her flesh.
“Open your god damned mouth,” he muttered against her lips.
Brandi parted her lips slightly and his tongue slid roughly past her teeth. She fought the urge to bite him. There was no telling what he would do and she had to stay alive. The thought of leaving her children orphans kept her centered. She had to keep her mind on them if she was to make it through this.
She stood completely still as his tongue probed and explored her mouth. Brandi could feel the bile rising in her throat. This was not a kiss but more like a protracted form of rape. It seemed to go on forever before he lifted his head with a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes.
“You taste so sweet, Brandi. I’ve waited so long for this moment. Do you know when I realized you were mine?”
She shook her head, not really caring to know the answer. “From the moment I saw you. When you smiled at me, I thought to myself that here was a woman I would lay my life down for. This was a woman worth fighting for…and killing for. And I have, Brandi. I’ve killed for you. Now do you understand the depth of my devotion to you? Do you finally realize I will never let you go?”
“I….” What could she possibly say to him that wouldn’t make him snap?
“You think I’m talking about Collins, but I’m not.” Rodney smirked. “Damon thought he could keep us apart, too, but I showed him.”
“You…you killed Damon? But…he was shot by that man.”
“Yeah, that’s what they say, isn’t it? It was very convenient for me.”
“Oh, my God! You killed…you son of a bitch!” With a strength she didn’t know she possessed she swung her arms. Her fist caught Rodney on the side of his face. Rodney was taken off guard and the knife fell from his hand as he stumbled backward. Brandi dashed for the knife and snatched it before Rodney could.
She ran at him with murderous intent, her body propelled by her incredible anger, but Rodney was prepared for her. He sidestepped her as she brought the knife down to slash his chest and his fist slammed into her jaw, sending her flying back.
He was on top of her in an instant, grabbing the knife from her fingers. He slapped her across the face, but she refused to stop fighting.
“I told you I didn’t want to hurt you, but you’re making me very angry, Brandi.”
“You murderer! You took Damon from me! You took Mason from me! What makes you think I could ever love you? You’re a monster!” And with that she spat in his face.
Rodney jerked back in surprise. Spittle dripped down the side of his face. He slowly wiped it off his cheek, examining it before licking it off his fingers. “Umm, delicious.” He smiled down on her.
Brandi’s stomach roiled with disgust. She made a move to get away but he pinned her beneath him, straddling her with his thighs so that her arms were trapped. She fought and squirmed, but her strength was no match for his.
She knew she wouldn’t get out of this situation using muscle, so she tried using her mind. “Rodney, you know you’ll get into a lot of trouble for this. You were a police officer. Your job was to protect and serve. Have you forgotten so easily?”
He paused as though considering what she just said. Then he laughed.
“Is that why you think I joined? That’s so sweet of you to think so, darling, but I don’t give two shits about protecting or serving. Cops have access to places most people wouldn’t and people trust them. Besides, a cop can carry a gun. I like guns. I’ll show you my collection one day. Now, baby, how about we get you up? Will you behave yourself or do I have to start chopping off some parts?”