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

eyes flashing red

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

“Help! Somebody help me!”

even though she knew they

panicked. If anyone heard

it into her neck, cutting


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Even inconscious, her hand was still clinging to the door handle, fighting for a

exhaled shakily His hands

something like this before. And though they

had to

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

The sound was sickening.

“Ahhh!”

searing pain ripped


Clark didn’t stop.

brought the hammer down again.

delicate hand

convulsed, soaked in sweat, her screams fading into strangled

the damage was complete did Clark

If the injury was

body out of the car and dumped her in the dirt on the side of

he sped away, knuckles white on the

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

was dying in the ICU. Without money, she

he crossed Sharon now,

He had no choice.

“I’m sorry… Miss Natalie…”


his vision as he drove back toward the

him, Natalie lay abandoned like a broken doll, her blood soaking into

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