Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

ART 4-CHAPTER 176 JESS

My heart pounded in my chest, the walls of the room closing in on me as Eric took a step toward the door, blocking my only way out. His smile twisted, darkening with something sinister.

He thought he had me.

That I was trapped.

But I wasn't about to let him win.

Not like this.

I needed to run.

Without thinking, I bolted toward the door, my body acting on instinct before my mind had a chance to catch up. Eric moved fast, his hand shooting out to grab my arm. His fingers dug into my skin, and I twisted with all my strength. "Jess, come on," he said, his voice low, but there was an edge to it that set every nerve on high alert. "Don't do this. I don't want to hurt you." "Get off!" I yelled back.

Adrenaline surged through my veins, and I slammed my elbow back as hard as I could. I felt it connect with his face, heard the solid thud and his sharp grunt of pain. His grip loosened just enough for me to yank my arm free. 100 G

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""You little bitch!"

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didn't stop to see the damage. I bolted for the stairs, my boots. thudding against the floor as I raced down the hallway, my breath coming in short,

called my name, his voice closer than I wanted it to

through the house, louder with each passing second. "You know

on the front door that was now in sight. My hand fumbled for the cold metal knob, and I yanked the door open so hard it nearly hit the wall. Cold air slammed into my face like a slap, the wind biting at my skin, but I didn't care. I leaped through the doc The night swallowed

I forced my legs to move faster. Every breath burned in my chest, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst. I barely noticed the old, rusted car

snow near the driveway as I darted past it, desperately

and dove behind it, crouching low, my body trembling from fear and the freezing wind. My breath came in shallow gasps,

He can't find me.

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let

open behind me, and my

figure silhouetted against the light spilling from the house. He held something in his hand, and when the flashlight clicked on,

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calm and coaxing, as if this were all a game to him. "Come on. Don't make this harder than it needs to be. I told

pressed myself tighter against the tree, my heart pounding so loud I was sure he could hear it. My whole body felt like it was vibrating. The light passed over me once, then

then the beam