I’d never trust Gordon again because of what he’d done.
“I would rather die,” I hissed as I bucked back against him.
He ground his pelvis against my ass cheeks. “Don’t tease a man if you’re not willing to put out. You’re always so bad at that.”
“I swear to hell on high—AH!”
He yanked me away from the wall and shoved me out into the hallway. I slammed into the wall, my head bashing into the pristine white plaster before something wet and warm started dripping onto my lips. My head felt dizzy. I teetered on my feet as I brought my hand to my face. And when I pulled it away, I saw red.
Red blood all over my palm.
“Of course,” Gordon said as he stepped out of the bedroom, “you’ll need some time in the psych ward to make it all seem plausible. But, it’ll be easy to sell the brainwashing aspect to the Chief of Police after that.”
I started backing down the hallway. “I’ll never let you get away with it. I’ll never let you win.”
He smiled, as if he were victorious. “And when I’ve destroyed every last shred of evidence these guys have on me, I’m going to destroy them.”
“No.”
“I’m going to throw them behind bars in a maximum-security prison--.”
“No,” I practically growled.
“Oh, yes,” he said as the Devil himself took over Gordon’s features, “and I’m going to let them rot in hell for the rest of their days.”
“No, you son of a bitch! I’ll never let that happen!” I shrieked.
“Then,” Gordon said with a sigh, “I guess you’ll simply have to die in the crossfire. But either way, this doesn’t end with you living a happy life with those assholes. You either live it with me, or you don’t live it at all, because I didn’t compromise everything ingrained within me just for some selfish know-it-all to ruin it because she’s not getting dicked enough.”
I finally backed into a wall and turned to find that the hidden doorway I thought he had entered from was still closed.
So, how in the fuck did Gordon get inside in the first place?
“Someone help me!” I cried out as I started slamming my fists against the wall.
That gave Gordon the opportunity to rush up behind me, though. And when he fisted my hair, he slammed my face into the wall again. Breaking my nose as pain unlike anything I had ever experienced ricocheted throughout my face.
“Oh, my God,” I whimpered as tears streaked my face.
“Now,” Gordon said as he cracked his knuckles, “it’s time for you to come with me.”
I stumbled around, trying my best to get back onto my feet. Where in the actual fuck was everyone? How the hell could I have ever committed myself to that monster? How had I not seen it before in him?
Where were my men?
Had I been played?
Again?
“I’ll never let that happen,” I said as I covered my blood-spewing nose, “because I will never be yours.”
“Your engagement ring says differently, sweetheart.”
I finally stumbled back onto my feet and turned to face him. “You mean, the engagement ring that I threw into the ocean?”
He leveled his gaze with mine. “Tell me you weren’t that stupid.”
“I’ll die before I ever go back to living a life at your side. I’ll never give into you, Gordon. You’re a sack of shit I should have never trusted, and when my father first told me that you were going to be trouble, I should’ve listened to him.”
