Chapter 224: This is exactly what I need.
Ava’s struggles grew frantic with each passing second. Her body was alive with panic, every muscle straining. Her hands clawed at his face and arms, her legs kicking, but nothing she did seemed to have any effect. He was like stone, impervious to her struggles.
Her blouse tore with a brutal jerk. The revulsion in her gut rose like bile as the man lowered his head to kiss her. She shot her hands up, pushing against his face with every ounce of strength she could muster.
Her defiance irked him, and he lost his patience. He slapped her with the back of his hand. The force of the blow sent her reeling, her body crashing hard to the floor. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, pain radiating through her head.
The other man stood nearby, filming the entire ordeal with a sickening smile on his face, as though he was enjoying the scene.
Ava scrambled to pull her shredded dress up, instinctively trying to cover herself, but the man was relentless. He loomed over her, his breath hot and foul, his hands grabbing her face with a cruel grip.
"Stop struggling," he spat. "You can’t escape tonight."
Ava, desperate to escape, kicked him on the knee before he could finish his sentence. The impact made him stumble unceremoniously, heightening his fury.
"Bitch, I’ll kill you." His fingers clasped around her throat tightly, blocking her air passage.
Ava’s eyes widened, her world narrowing to the crushing grip around her neck. The man’s fingers were like iron, squeezing the life out of her with each passing second.
Her hands scrambled at his wrist, desperate, but it was no use. The pressure was suffocating, and she could feel the last of her strength slipping away.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she fought for air, the darkness closing in.