Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Push me. Hit me.”
“No, I can’t do that.” She wrapped her arms around herself, feeling really uncomfortable.
“Charity, you’re not going to hurt me.”
“This isn’t about hurting you. I don’t want to do that. I like you.”
He tilted his head to the side, and she noticed he did that a lot when he was watching her. She hated it, especially as it made her feel like a bug under a microscope.
His hands were on her shoulder, and he gave her a little shove. It didn’t hurt, but she knew what he was doing.
“I’ve got to help you to become stronger. How am I going to do that if you’re not willing to attack?”
“You said it was all about surprise attacks. This is not a surprise. This is me attacking you. I don’t want to do that. Like, ever.”
He took a deep breath, and she knew she was pissing him off.
“Men will take advantage of your good nature.” He moved right up close, the look on his face scaring her. It was like he’d changed. The good guy was long gone, and in his place was someone she didn’t recognize. “They will use whatever means they can to hurt you.”
She cried out as he wrapped his fingers around her neck and suddenly she was pinned against the wall. His hold tightened just a little, and she tried to gasp.
Panicking, she gripped his arms.
“Don’t ever assume that men are your friends or women either, Charity. You can only take care of yourself. Only rely on yourself.”
He squeezed just a little tighter, and her air cut off.
Do what he wants.
She didn’t want to hurt him, but he was doing this to help her. Even as he held her neck, she wasn’t afraid of him. Not at all.
There was no other choice. Drawing her leg up, she kneed him in the scrotum, and watched as he loosened his hold and bent forward, cupping his balls. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. With his hands off her, she shoved him hard, and he fell back. Her heart was racing as she stared down at him. Hands on hips, she glared at him.
She wasn’t looking at him for long as he tripped her up and she fell on her back. Dwayne was on her, holding her hands above her head.
“You should fucking run. You leave the mats, you win. You don’t, you lose. It’s simple. I could do whatever the fuck I wanted to you right now.” He covered her mouth with his hand, which was so large it covered her nose and mouth. Her air supply was once again cut off. “You can see that. I can rape you, beat you, hurt you, and you’re so small that no one would ever know.”
His knee pressed against her core, and she was so startled she cried out just as his hand left her mouth. She didn’t pull away. Even as he continued to shock her with how fragile her safety was, she reacted to his touch.
No man or boy had ever made her ache before, but that was exactly what she was doing now, aching for him, desperate, hungry for more.
Dwayne was on his feet again. “Again. You’re going to learn to take care of yourself, Charity.”
She got to her feet and stared at him, unsure what to do. Her body was something foreign to her right now. She didn’t know what the hell to do.
Chapter Four
One week later
Dwayne plunged his knife into the neck of the man who’d been selling Carson family secrets to their enemies. Beast and Caleb were both present as the interrogation had been going, but for some reason, they decided to stick around for what came next. He didn’t mind having an audience, but normally, they left him alone to deal with the kill and the clean-up.
When Dwayne pulled the blade out, the man’s head dropped to the side, and for a few seconds he stared, making sure he was dead.
With that done, he looked toward his two uncles.
“Anything else?”
“You’re leaving a trail of bodies everywhere you go,” Caleb said.
“No, I clean them up. It’s one of the reasons you guys love me.”
“William came to me,” Beast said, handing him a newspaper. “Out in the forest near your known dumping ground they’ve discovered a bunch of bodies. You’re either not burying them deep enough or with the flooding that has been going on, they’ve decided to pop up.”
Dwayne removed his rubber gloves and grabbed the paper. It had made headline news. That was a surprise, but as he glanced at the section of the woods, he shook his head. “This isn’t me.”
“Dwayne, we all know that’s where you go to bury a body.”
“Wrong. It’s not the only place I’ve buried bodies. I’ve not been to that forest in years. Whoever is doing this, it ain’t me.” He handed back the paper.