Chapters (47)
- Epigraph
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- By the Same Author
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
She began to twist and flail, hoping he’d have to loosen his grip to contain her. He stopped heaving her across the floor for a moment and stooped over her. ‘You know what’s coming, don’t you, bitch? I’m not going to kill you. I’m going to make you live with what you’ve done to me.’ Then he slapped her again, so hard she thought her neck would snap. This time, she faded into unconsciousness.
When she came to, she couldn’t remember where she was or why her head was a solid throb of pain. Nor could she understand why her hands wouldn’t move when she tried to pull them out from under her back. Then he moved into her line of sight and everything clicked back into focus. She was naked on her bed, hands bound beneath her. And Radecki was hell-bent on revenge.
‘You’ve destroyed my life,’ he said. ‘You killed Katerina, and you’ve obviously done enough to destroy my business. Well, now it’s my turn. You’ll get what’s coming to you. And then I’m going back to kill your boyfriend. So you’ll have to live with the knowledge that you are responsible for the death of someone you loved. Just like you’ve forced me to do. And then I’m going to walk away.’
‘You … won’t … get …’ she mumbled.
‘I won’t get away with it? Of course I will. You think I haven’t planned for this? You can’t get my money. By morning, I’ll be somewhere you and your bosses can’t touch me, even if you could find me. So you see, all of this has been for nothing.’ As he spoke, he was stripping off, placing shirt and trousers delicately over a chair, dropping his socks into his shoes. At last he stood naked before her. His erection was the ugliest thing she’d ever seen.
He walked towards the bed. Desperately, Carol tried to writhe away from him. But her hands were useless and her head wasn’t working any more. He kneeled on the bed, forcing her legs apart. ‘Come on, struggle a bit more. Make it more fun for me,’ he taunted her.
Carol summoned up the last of her courage and spat in his face. He didn’t even bother to wipe it clean. He simply smiled and said, ‘I’m going to enjoy this, bitch.’
Then he was on top of her and she wanted to die.
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