Chapters (34)
- Water Dragon
- Charlene Hartnady
- Contents
- Copyright
- 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
- About the Author
- Also by Charlene Hartnady
- Excerpt
An anguished wail was torn from him. She had to be okay, she just had to be. That male was going to wish he had never been born.
Chapter 20
The freak leaned in next to her, still holding the scissors. His breath was coming in tight gasps. His eyes were wide and his cheeks flushed with excitement. She tried to worm away from him but he grabbed her by the leg and yanked her back. His grip was surprisingly strong for such a scrawny guy. “Stay still. I don’t want to cut you.” His voice was unnaturally feminine sounding with a nasal edge. It made her skin crawl. Everything about this guy made her skin crawl.
He moved to her ankles, bringing the scissors down to the bottom of her jeans. He obviously planned on cutting them off. As he brought the scissors further down, she kicked out with both legs and knocked them from his hands.
“Owwww.” A long drawn out whine. “Quit doing that.” He gave her a wink, like suddenly it was okay for her to play along with him or something. He thought that this was all an act. He expected her to play along. Tough freak’n luck. This might be a game to him but it sure as hell wasn’t to her. The nerd leaned over, grabbed the scissors and moved back to her ankles.
As he got close, she kicked him again, harder this time. He narrowed his eyes. “I said to quit it.” His voice was even more nasally this time round. “Tell your girl to stop messing around.” He glanced at Ellis who had made himself comfortable on one of the chairs in the corner.
Ellis held up his hands. “Hey, I’m not even here remember? You said you wanted authentic. That’s about as authentic as you’re gonna get.” He pointed in her direction. “No rape victim is going to just play along.”
The nerd huffed out a breath. “But you said I can’t hurt her. If this was a real rape, I’d punch her or cut her a little. I’d get her to cooperate.”
“You can’t break or damage the mechandise. I don’t want you bruising or tearing her pussy either but you can hurt her a little.” Ellis shrugged.
Bastard! She made a moaning noise which made Ellis smile in her direction.
The nerd didn’t even notice the exchange, he was too busy getting all excited for that. “I can?” His chest was heaving now. He was clenching and unclenching his fists. His voice was singsong.
Ellis smiled. “That’s what I said.”
He was such a dick! What was wrong with people? It was a question she asked herself more than once. What the hell was wrong with society?