Page 69 of Ravaged By the Dark

Tyson laughed, it was the first time she’d heard the sound, and she never wanted to again. It was evil, the sound rippling over her skin and making it crawl.

“Oh no? The bitch tried to pay off her debt a few years ago by giving you to me. No formal contract or anything, but it was clear she was fine with me fucking you in your bed while you slept as long as I didn’t cut her off. She offered that ankle-biter as payment, but what the fuck did she think I was going to do with a child? I’m not a fucking pedophile,” he said as if his words made him a pillar of society.

Her mouth fell open. Tyson stepped closer, and she tried to take a step back, but the grip tightened painfully on her arm. Tyson reached out and grabbed the back of her neck. She winced as he squeezed and pulled her closer to him.

“You used to wear these little black shorts when you were hot. You usually had your leg out from under the comforter, so I would look underneath them and see those fat pussy lips just begging to have my cock spread them wide.

The jerk let go of her arms, and instinct had her tossing her hands out and pushing against Tyson’s chest. She tried to keep her distance between them, but Tyson gripped onto her shoulders—her fear turning into a wild terror screaming to escape. Cody’s muffled screams reached her ears, and the bit of strength that she’d used to walk inside Tyson’s creepy space evaporated.

“That’s it, fight me,” Tyson groaned as she hit him as hard as she could. It was his eyes that scared her—they were filled with excitement. Her arms gave out as he yanked her forward again, his mouth crashing down on hers.

She screamed as he bit her lower lip hard enough to draw blood, leaving a metallic taste on her tongue. Renee fought like an alley cat as hard as she could, but her fists were feeble against his sheer strength.

“What, you don’t like this?” Tyson asked and then laughed as he drew away.

Renee spat the blood on his face, and her fear twisted into something else.

“Bitch!”

His hand collided with her cheek, rattling the teeth in her head and making the world fuzzy around the edges. A sharp pain exploded behind her eyes, making them water.

“Who was he?” Tyson said, the sudden change in questioning made her already sore head spin.

“What,” she asked, genuinely confused.

Tyson backhanded her again, and this time she saw stars, little sparkling lights floating all around the room.

“The guy on your phone—were you fucking him?”

She didn’t know that Tyson had seen Arek, but it must have happened after she passed out.

“Just a concerned bystander,” she said.

“Don’t lie to me!” Tyson wrapped his hand in her long ponytail and began to walk, dragging her along with him. She cried out and pulled against his hold, her feet finding any part of his body she could reach, and she had a moment of satisfaction as she connected with his crotch.

Tyson groaned as his free hand grabbed for his dick but didn’t release her hair. It was an awkward shot, but she tried to hit him again and ended up being picked up and crashed down on the desk like she was a pro wrestler on the losing end of a match.

Picking her up by her hoodie once more, she was slammed down onto the desk and cried out as something hard jabbed her in the back. All the air was forced out of her lungs with the violent impact. Gasping hard, she tried to draw in a breath.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Cody struggling against the restraints, his eyes murderous as he strained to free himself. Tears filled her eyes as the realization set in that Tyson would probably kill them both. And if he didn’t kill her, she’d want to die as he’d surely force her to watch her brother’s terrible demise.

Her arms were forced to the side of her body as he struggled to get her strong legs apart. “I’ll stop fighting you if you let my brother go.” Tyson paused and then laughed.

“Oh, Bambi baby, don’t you get it? I like it when you scream.”

Involuntarily, her body shook as she stared into those sadistic eyes. Tyson was out of his fucking mind, and he was truly insane. Her brother had tried to save her from this fate, and her mother told her to run. Arek told her to let him take care of it, yet she walked right into his lair. There was no saving anyone as long as he was breathing. Coming here and “rescuing” her loved ones had been a pipedream all along.

“Fine, I’ll scream more, I’ll fight you harder, just please let him go,” she whispered.

“Bambi, don’t you think I know why your brother decided to work for me? His hope was always that you would run away and never come back. Though, he did end up one hell of a second for a time. Didn’t you, Ice Man?”

Tyson winked, and Cody made a sound like a growl that rumbled from behind the tape. His large body straightened, his muscles bulging with the wild rage burning in his eyes.

“I can’t let him go. He’ll sadly always try to protect you. I mean, look at him.” Tyson got real close to her ear, and the quaking in her body worsened. “But there is no saving you now, little deer. I’m going to break you, and you’ll scream and beg me to stop every single time.”

His tongue darted out of his mouth, drawing a wet line across her cheek up to her ear, and she gagged, making him snicker.

“But I won’t.” That disgusting thing he called a tongue came back toward her mouth, dragging another slobbery line in its wake.