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Blood dribbled down my chin as Hugh punched me again, my head ringing.

‘Smile for the camera, Valentina. Your fans will love the video when I upload it.’

‘Stop,’ I cried, my resolve to not let him see my tears had long since waned.

‘I was going to fuck you first, but I might let Dean and Steve fuck your whore-cunt until you bleed and then I’ll use your blood as lube while I rape your ass.’ Hugh put his phone back in his pocket after shutting off the camera.

‘No. Hugh, no.’

‘Would you prefer to choke on my blood-soaked dick? I can give you a choice if you prefer.’

A slap to the face had me reeling as he tore open my top, exposing my chest to him and his men.

‘I tried to tell myself I’d be able to keep you until later. Keep you as my little pet to keep Logan in line, but as long as he thinks you’re alive, that’ll do. Which means I can finally fuck you until you’re nothing but a bag of meat. The last thing you’ll ever see is my blood covered dick as you choke around it.’

‘I’ll bite it off if you put it anywhere near my mouth.’

Hugh grasped my chin painfully and smiled. ‘Oh darling, I’ll remove your teeth one by one before I dare stick it in there.’

My stomach lurched as pleasure seeped into his eyes from my fear.

‘Please, just let me go.’

‘In a few days you’ll be dead and Logan will be wed. It’s a shame none of you are due for a happy ever after. Only me.’

A gurgle to the left had me dart my eyes behind Hugh, relief washing over me as Logan dropped Dean to the floor, blood spilling from the great gaping wound in his neck.

‘Logan,’ I cried as Hugh let out a frustrated growl.

Steve pulled out a gun, but he was too slow as Logan went flying into him, shoulder first, sending them both to the floor as they grappled for Steve’s gun. Hugh stepped back and calmly took a gun from his waistband, aiming it at the tangle of men.

I kicked out at Hugh’s legs, but with my arms restrained to the pipe, he barely paid me a glance.

A shot went off from beneath Logan and I froze, sending out a prayer that it wasn’t Logan who’d been struck.

Logan rolled off of Steve, his stomach bloody as I sobbed. But the gun was in his hand. He stood as a puddle of dark crimson spread out beneath Steve.

Cold metal pressed against my temple as Hugh ducked behind me. ‘Drop it big man, or I’ll take her down with me.’

‘Get your fucking hands off of her,’ Logan said, his eyes taking in my bruised, bloody face and exposed chest.

‘Tsk, tsk. Sounds like he’s up for risking your pretty head, Valentina. Do you really prefer that to me?’

‘Just shoot him Logan.’

He couldn’t though. The moment he tried, Hugh would send a bullet through my skull. Assuming Logan’s bullet wouldn’t hit me first.

‘Put your gun down and get to your knees if you want to keep your sweet Cherry breathing.’

Logan’s face warred as he looked for something, anything to help. Hugh kept his gun trained on Logan as he walked toward him, kicking Steve’s gun to the far side of the room and under some machinery. Grabbing a set of handcuffs, Hugh threw them to Logan.

‘Be a good man and fasten yourself to that pipe behind you. Nice and tight.’

He watched as Logan followed his commands, his eyes holding mine throughout.

When he was safely restrained, Hugh turned back to me and grinned. ‘Well, my sweet cousin, it seems you’ll have an audience to watch you die. I’m mighty pissed that my plans have all gone to shit, but forcing Logan to watch you die with my dick in you will appease me a little.’

Hugh was fully focused on me as Logan reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, typing quickly with his one free hand before sliding it away. Hope bloomed as I made Hugh keep his attention on me.

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