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

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PART 4-CHAPTER 179

JESS

Sirens pierced the air, a distant wail growing closer by the second. Red and blue lights flashed through the windows.

I wanted to feel relief, but I still had Bryan inches away from me. Someone had found me. I wasn't alone anymore. "Bryan, come out with your hands behind your head!" A booming voice echoed from outside, cutting through the silence.

For a moment, everything in the cabin froze. Bryan's pacing stopped, his back stiffened, and he turned toward the window, the flashing lights reflecting in his wild eyes. I could see his mind working, trying to process what was happening, and for a brief second, I thought- maybe he'd surrender.

But then his gaze shifted, slowly turning to

me. His eyes narrowed, and the rage that flickered across his face sent a cold wave of fear crashing through me. His lips curled into a snarl, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. The gun he held twitched, and I saw the fire of anger blazing in his expression. "You did this," he hissed, his voice low and venomous. "Why did you ruin this!?"

"No, Bryan, I didn't-" I tried to explain, but the words stuck in my throat as panic wrapped around my chest. I could feel the ropes binding my wrists tighten with every movement, but it didn't matter now. Bryan wasn't listening.

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he stormed over to me, his footsteps heavy and determined. He didn't say a word as he circled me, his presence looming over me like a storm ready to

he grabbed me from behind, locking his arm around

air from my lungs. I gasped, my hands instinctively fighting against the ropes, but it was

me, Jess?" he growled in my ear, his breath hot and ragged. "You think anyone else is going to save you?

thrashed, kicking out with my legs, struggling with every bit of strength I had left. But it wasn't enough. His hold tightened, cutting off the last bit of air I had. My chest burned, my lungs. screamed for oxygen, and the world around me started to

hear the police. outside. They were shouting something, voices overlapping in a chaotic jumble of sound. "Bryan, let her go! Come out now!" The door rattled as

vision blurred, the edges going soft and gray, and my limbs felt made of lead. I tried to fight, tried to claw at his arm, but my body wasn't responding. My muscles were

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with voices, commands, and chaos. "Drop the weapon!

them, but everything was muffled and distant like I was underwater. Bryan was still holding me, his body tense behind me, and I knew this was

was unbearable now. My chest burned with the need for air,

out. I could feel myself slipping, the darkness taking over,

at Bryan, pulling him away from me. The weight of his arm lifted from my throat, but it was too late. My body crumpled forward, collapsing into the chair. I gasped, trying to suck in the air, but it felt

taking control-but it was all fading, distant. The cold air from the open door washed over me, and I

keep my eyes

all too much. I couldn't do it anymore. Everything around me went