Chapter 58 Fuck Me, You Sorry Bastard (3)
- Chapter 3
- With that, Jack stood up and lifted me to my feet. He leant over me and whispered in my ear, ‘Bend over and take it if you can, bitch.’
- I reared back and slapped his face again, leaving a distinct red mark. I started for a third strike, but he stopped me mid swing, his hand crushing my wrist.