Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
“Oh, but I think you will, bitch.” He pushed her with a force that sent Tam stumbling backward. She lost her balance and fell on her bottom.
He slashed at her with the riding crop but Tam was quick enough to hold her arm up to absorb the brunt of the blow. She let out a scream of agony because it still hurt like a son of a bitch. She stuck her foot out and kicked him in the stomach which made him double over. Those brief seconds were enough time for Tam to scramble to her feet and make a run for the door again. Just as she got the door opened and released a scream to alert anyone who could hear her cry for help, Brian slapped his palm against the door and pushed it shut. He grabbed her by the hair and slammed Tam’s head into the door.
Tam saw stars and she nearly blacked out, but she fought to remain conscious. She couldn’t let this freak win. As he dragged her toward the bed by her hair it felt like he was trying to scalp her. She kicked and clawed with every bit of fight she could muster. She dug her nails into his hands so hard, the acrylic tips popped off.
He punched her in the side of the face. “Be still, you fucking bitch. I promise I won’t hurt you. Much,” he taunted.
Tam screamed in pain and frustration. She’d taken a life in order to get away from one predator. If she had to do it again, then so be it. She managed to get off one of her shoes and gouged his hand with her heel.
“You stupid cunt!” he screamed in pain. By now, he’d dropped the whip and she scrambled for it.
Brian grabbed her by the ankle which sent her crashing to the ground again, but her grip remained firm on her weapon which she turned on him. She slashed it in his direction, catching him in the face.
He screamed in agony and in her mind, his face seemed to contort to the face of the one that still haunted her nightmares: Rico. A rage like she couldn’t explain took over. She hit him again and again, raining blows with the whip with all her might drawing blood. He screamed in pain.
“Uncle! Just fucking stop!” He cried like a blubbering baby.
Her anger gave Tam the momentum to keep going. He tried to hurt her and she wouldn’t let anyone hurt her again. Not ever.
Tam must have blacked out in her fit of psychosis because the next thing she realized was that she was being lifted off her feet by a strong pair of arms. She fought and kicked.
“Tamryn. Please stop. He can’t hurt you anymore. I’m here. And I’m never going to let you go again.”
Seamus’s words were like a soothing balm to her soul. Tam looked around the room, noticing that her victim now lay on the floor in a heap, groaning and crying like a baby. His shirt was tattered from the force of the whip and he bled from several lacerations.
Tam dropped the whip and turned within the circle of Seamus’s arms. She threw her arms around his body and burst into tears.
10
When Seamus had burst into that room, it was with the intent of rescuing Tamryn. What he didn’t expect was seeing her over her hapless victim wailing on him as if she were possessed. It was clear she was in a crazed state because she was screaming, “Never again!” She’d obviously been pushed over the edge.
He wrapped his arms around Tamryn to stop her from killing the man, not because he didn’t deserve it because he didn’t want that responsibility to fall on her. She’d confided in him how she was still haunted by the killing of that pimp she’d taken out in order to save her life. Some people didn’t kill lightly and clearly, Tamryn was one of those people. He knew for a fact she still had nightmares about it because there had been many nights she woke up screaming. He didn’t want her to go through that again.
Once he’d calmed Tamryn down, he had her friend Julie escort her outside and wait for him. Seamus didn’t give the creep the opportunity to beg for his life before he gripped him by the head and twisted it with enough force to snap his neck. Once he was certain the man was dead, Seamus made a call to a ‘cleaner’ service to get rid of the body.
Seamus had killed for less, but the fact that the man had driven his Tamryn, to such an unhinged state was offense enough. After thanking the little blonde who’d led him up here, he’d taken Tamryn out of the building. He was determined that she would never step foot in this place again. Natalia was nowhere in sight because she probably realized that he’d deal with her for what she’d done. He’d handle her later.