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 just

flashing red

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

“Help! Somebody help me!”

of her lungs, even though

panicked. If anyone

his hand and slammed it


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inconscious, her hand was still clinging to the door

shakily His hands

though they

had to act

glancing around to ensure they were alone, he gritted his teeth, grabbed

The sound was sickening.

“Ahhh!”

pain ripped


Clark didn’t stop.

hammer

splattered, bones cracked, her delicate hand twisted and split,

convulsed, soaked in sweat, her screams fading into strangled

complete did Clark

the injury was treated quickly, she

of the car and dumped her in the dirt on the

he sped away, knuckles white on the wheel, eyes glassy

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

was dying in the ICU.

now, Jensen would fire him without

He had no choice.

“I’m sorry… Miss Natalie…”


blurred his vision as he drove back toward

doll, her blood soaking

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