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  1. Cover
  2. BRUTAL
  3. Dedication page
  4. Acknowledgements
  5. Prologue
  6. PART ONE
  7. 1
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  9. 3
  10. 4
  11. 5
  12. 6
  13. 7
  14. 8
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  18. 12
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  24. 18
  25. PART TWO
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  49. PART THREE
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  52. 44
  53. 45
  54. Epilogue
  55. BRUTAL
  56. By Mandasue Heller

Karel tightened his grip on her hair.

‘Is truth!’ she repeated, tears of pain and fear swimming in her eyes. ‘I would have done it – for you. But he did not ask me to, and I did not offer.’

‘So why sleep in his bed?’ Karel asked, his eyes still sparking with suspicion.

‘To make him believe I have genuine feeling for him,’ she replied earnestly. ‘He was meant to think you are my brother until I have marry him and is too late for him to stop us. This is why I need to make relationship seem real. And it was work – until he see you and become suspicious.’

‘Oh, so it’s my fault you fucked up, is it?’ Karel raised an eyebrow.

‘I am not blame you,’ Irena said, her legs shaking with relief when she saw that the flames in his eyes were beginning to die down. ‘I love you, and I have suffer without you. Frank realize this, and he is jealous. This is why he lie: to push us apart.’

Karel brought his face down close to hers and stared into her eyes.

‘Like I said, sweetheart, it ain’t even about you fucking him, it’s about you lying to me. Now fuck off. I’ve got stuff to do.’

Unable to stop herself, even though her instincts were screaming at her to keep her mouth shut, Irena said, ‘What about girl?’

Karel’s eyes narrowed, and Irena cowered when he raised his hand. She’d been sure he was going to punch her again, but instead, he grasped her chin tightly in his hand, and said, softly, ‘You know better than to question me, Irena. I’ve given you a lot of leeway, but that can easily change – and you wouldn’t want that, would you?’

In pain, her lips distorted by his grip, Irena whispered, ‘No.’

‘Thought not.’ He grinned. ‘Now, like I said – fuck off, before I change my mind and beat the shit out of you.’

Irena didn’t need telling twice, and she scuttled away as soon as he released her. Jacko and the other man had come back downstairs by then, and they looked as embarrassed as she felt when she brushed past them and ran up to her room.

34

Marie cried bitter tears on the drive home. She didn’t understand why Evan had bothered coming back to her if he hadn’t intended to stay. She hadn’t gone after him, he’d come to her, tail between his legs, begging for a second chance. He’d said he loved her, and had sworn that he’d never cheated on her, and never would. And, like a fool, she had believed him.