Page 73 of Billionaire Unbroken - Asher
I just wasn’t sure how it was going to happen.
I sucked in a breath sooner than I had planned as Jordan jerked my head out of the water and threw me violently to the floor.
My head hit the bathtub on the way to the floor, and I struggled not to lose consciousness.
“I’m done with this shit,” he grunted as he reached for something on the bathroom counter. “It’s time to die, Sierra.”
Even though I knew what was going to happen, terror flooded through my soul.
I wanted to get up.
I wanted to flee.
I wanted to get out of this tiny bathroom that was about to become a crime scene.
I just…couldn’t.
I tried, but I couldn’t move a muscle.
My beating earlier had been so bad that I probably had broken bones, and I was utterly exhausted from fighting for so long to stay alive.
I needed to live!
I had one very good reason to keep breathing.
I couldn’t die here!
Panic flooded me, and I could only watch as Jordan lifted the handgun from the counter and took aim at my stomach.
Adrenaline coursed through my body, and that energy gave me the strength to cover my belly and jerk onto my side.
He simply stood and kicked me onto my back again.
Oh, God, no!
“Jordan!” I exclaimed as I tried to meet his eyes.
I wanted to appeal to his better nature, to reach something vaguely human inside him.
When I looked into his black eyes, I knew it was over.
There was nothing human inside him anymore.
The loud explosion of the gunshot rang out in the room.
No! No! No!
“Please, God! No!” I called out as I opened my eyes and shot up into a sitting position.
“Sierra!” Asher said in an urgent voice as he wrapped his strong arms around my trembling body. “It’s a nightmare. You’re okay. I promise you that you’re safe!”
Safe?
Was I safe?
Was it really just a nightmare?
I shivered in Asher’s arms.
