When She Rose From the Ashes

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!”

jerked away just

flashing red

keep resisting,” he growled, “I can’t promise you won’t end

“Help! Somebody help me!”

lungs, even though she

panicked. If

raised his hand and slammed it into her

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world went black. Even inconscious, her hand was still clinging to

shakily His hands

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

to

around to ensure they were alone, he gritted his teeth, grabbed Natalie’s right

The sound was sickening.

“Ahhh!”

ripped Natalie out

Clark didn’t stop.

brought the hammer

her delicate hand twisted and

sweat, her screams fading into strangled gasps–until the

the damage was complete did

her getting help too soon. If the

out of the car and dumped her in the

away, knuckles white on the wheel, eyes

always treated him kindly. She’d even helped him financially over

in the

he crossed Sharon now, Jensen would fire him without

He had no choice.

“I’m sorry… Miss Natalie…”

vision as he drove

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