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much.
     
    “Put her down!” Aaron barked out as the light closed in on us. It was a motorcycle, and Aaron was the driver.
     
    “Shit,” Eric breathed and after another couple of steps, set me butt first on the ground.
     
    The bike came to a stop in front of us as Eric pulled a gun from the back of his pants. He tossed off the goggles as the motorcycle’s light was right on us, making them useless.
     
    “Who the fuck do you think you are? Think you can come in and steal my woman right out from under me? Not fucking happening,” Aaron spat the words at Eric as he, too, retrieved a gun from somewhere. He pointed it right at Eric, while Eric kept his held at his side.
     
    “Your woman? This is how you treat your woman? Look at her! She is bleeding and you fucking drilled out her knees. That’s not how you treat a woman you care for,” Eric retorted, equally pissed.
     
    “She had to pay for touching you,” Aaron growled, moving closer.
     
    “Touching me? I touched her, too, you sick fucker,” Eric said with a twisted smile. “We touched each other. That’s what happens when two people want each other. You don’t have to force yourself upon them. She didn’t even think of you at all, either. She never wanted you.”
     
    I wanted to beg Eric to stop provoking Aaron. He was already clearly ready to explode from my escape. I didn’t think it was wise to keep poking him and reminding him that I didn’t think of him like that even before I knew he was a deranged psychopath.
     
    “Shut up!” Aaron hollered, waving his gun wildly in the air.
     
    “Why? It’s the truth. Can’t handle the truth? The only way you can get a woman is to kidnap her and then brutalize her,” Eric sneered. 
     
    “You don’t know what the hell you are talking about,” Aaron roared before throwing his gun at Eric and charging him.
     
    A sick smile came over Eric’s face just in time for Aaron to plow into his abdomen.
     
    All I could do was watch as the two men grappled on the ground. I tried to pull myself farther from the scuffle, toward the discarded weapon, but it was useless. I was too weak to maneuver my heavy, abused body.
     
    Watching them beat each other bloody and being able to do nothing made me feel absolutely useless.
     
    It came to an end abruptly when Eric jerked Aaron’s head to the side with his hands and a sickening snap filled the resulting silence.
     
    “Come on,” Eric said, bending to pick me up again. He cradled me to his chest and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
     
    I tried not to look back at the disfigured, bleeding man left on the ground, but it was hard. Eric had blood running down his face from a cut above his eyebrow and a split lip, but he didn’t seem to notice as he walked the final distance to the car.
     
    Once he set me in the backseat, he stood next to the open door and seemed to be gathering himself as he stared at my injuries. After a drawn-out moment, he shut the door and climbed into the driver’s seat.
     
    He sat looking out the front window without saying a word or starting the car. Finally, he wiped the blood from his face with a hand before turning to look at me.
     
    “You probably aren’t going to like this, but we have to go back to the warehouse,” he told me. “I’d planned on this going a bit differently; however, this is even better than what I was going to do.”
     
    I nodded, knowing that I wasn’t going to have much choice in the matter. I couldn’t take myself anywhere even if I wanted to.
     
    Eric started the car and turned it around before driving us to the last place in the whole world I wanted to return to. Once he parked the car, he carried me back inside and set me back in the chair covered with my blood.
     
    “I’m sorry for this, but it’s how it has to be,” Eric said before punching me right in the jaw.
     
     

 
    Chapter Four
     
    It’d been one long year since that night. The night I never wanted to experience. A night I had