Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

"Cat got your tongue? Let's see if we can change that," Chris said, his smile as sharp as broken glass.

Allison was shaking, her voice barely a whisper, "No... please..."

"No?" Chris's grin twisted into something sinister, sending a chill straight through her. "Too late for that."

"I told Joshua to come alone to trade himself for you, but I never promised not to do anything to you."

Chris loomed over Allison, looking down at her with a mix of arrogance and disdain, like she was just some bug he could squash anytime.

"You've got the looks, sure, but you're just Joshua's leftovers. I can't stand picking up after someone else's scraps," Chris sneered, his words cutting like a knife.

Allison dropped her gaze, trying to hide the fury burning in her eyes.

"Well," Chris said with a smirk, “looks like my guys will have to enjoy your company instead."

sent a jolt of excitement through his crew, who were barely keeping their anticipation in check. She was stunning, and they'd been eyeing her since she showed up. Now, with the boss's go-ahead, they looked at Allison with raw,

ground, not wanting to witness what was about to unfold. He wasn't into this kind of thing, but he

high life. But because Allison was Joshua's, Chris was taking out his grudge on her. Honestly,

Allison was something

shouted his name, her voice a storm of hatred and rage, slicing

if he were her sworn enemy, her glare

his smile growing wider. He mocked her with a look. "What's wrong? Not keen on the idea of all these

screamed, her

the more Chris

you all

with

head towards Allison, giving

the signal to proceed.

shooting a quick