Chapter 17 He Wanted to Break Her

Chapter 17 He Wanted to Break Her

The color drained from Natalie’s face.

Jensen wanted to break her right hand?

All because of Sharon?

Because she refused to hand over the title of Sunny?

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She scrambled for her phone to call the police, but Clark had already anticipated it. He snatched it from her hands and hurled it out the window. Then, from the glove compartment, he pulled out a hammer and advanced toward her.

“Miss Natalie, please don’t blame me.”

“No! Stay away! What you’re doing is illegal!”

She pounded at the car windows in panic, but the vehicle was built for security–her bare hands were useless against the reinforced glass.

She yanked at the door handle. Locked.

Her only chance was the central control panel–but that was on the driver’s side.

She stared at Clark, heart sinking into bottomless despair.


Then she did something she never thought she’d do.

She begged.

“I’m begging you. Please… don’t hurt my hand. I’ll do anything. Whatever you want–just don’t take this from me.”

“I’m sorry, Miss Natalie,” Clark murmured, expression grim. “You shouldn’t have crossed Miss Sharon.”

He raised the hammer and swung down at her hand.

“No!”

away

missed, eyes flashing red with

he growled, “I can’t promise you won’t

“Help! Somebody help me!”

even though

If

his hand and slammed it into her


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hand was still clinging to the door handle, fighting for

exhaled shakily

something like this before. And though they were isolated, he couldn’t afford to take

to act

they were alone, he gritted his teeth, grabbed

The sound was sickening.

“Ahhh!”

ripped Natalie


Clark didn’t stop.

the hammer down again.

bones cracked, her delicate hand twisted and split,

sweat, her screams fading into strangled

damage was complete

risk her getting help too soon. If the injury was treated quickly,

car and dumped her in the dirt on the

on the

had always treated him kindly. She’d even

she was dying in the ICU. Without money, she had no

now,

He had no choice.

“I’m sorry… Miss Natalie…”


blurred his vision as he drove

lay abandoned like a broken doll, her blood soaking into the earth. The crimson stain

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