Chased by my Ex Husband novel Chapter 27

Grace

“ Catch her. ” The four men in the distance yell, sprinting towards me.

My phone drops on the floor. I bend down to pick it up, only to see them closing in on me. So, I rise and make a run for it again.

The doors of the VIP rooms on this floor are closed. The staff members who see those men chasing me only step aside to give them way instead of saving me or asking the men why they are after me.

My breaths come out in pants as I take support of the wall and continue to stumble forth.

What if…Tristin doesn’t come?

Fear fuels my instinct to run faster but the drug’s effects are making it harder by the moment for me to see, to walk without stumbling over my feet.

The heat has become a dangerous molten lava under my skin, making me shudder and writhe with every labored breath in.

“ Do you think you can run away? ” The voice of the man from behind sounds so close to me.

I glance over my shoulder, my blurry sight finding their wicked faces lit with leering grins. My feet tangle and I fall on my knees.

“ Where will you go now? ” One of them laughs, taking the lead to come to me faster.

Dread grips me in a vice. I tremble and try to get to my feet again but my legs have become like jelly, refusing to bear my weight.

My hands claw at the floor as I try to crawl my way away from them. This only makes them mocker me harder.

“ Look at this little bitch. She will fight till the end. ”

“ I like my women feisty. ”

“ At least she won’t resist us. She will fight but in the end, she will be begging for more. ” Fingers run through my hair before touching my earlobe.

The dirty touch makes me crawl desperately. I won’t beg, and give in.

The man behind me grabs my shoulder, and digs his fingers in, making me wince. “ L—Leave me. ”

His touch sends another aching wave of heat down my body. My head spins, refusing to be on my side.

“ Come on, Baby. We will not disappoint you. Your sister told us that you like it rough, so you will get it rough, I promise. ” He chuckles.

Goosebumps rise on my skin. Whenever I think Lily can’t stoop more low than she already did, she proves me wrong.

“ Y—You… ” I twist my shoulder, wanting to free myself from the hot, dirty hand. “ You will—You will regret it if you lay a finger on me! ”

All of them laugh mockingly. “ And how will you make us regret it bitch? By crying louder? ”

“ I like that! Do it harder! ” One of them makes a fake crying sound.

I grip the hand on my shoulder and try to pry it off. He grips my other shoulder and twists me around to face me.

“ Let’s not make a scene in the open, okay bitch? You don’t want everyone to watch you getting fucked by four men right? ”

My blurry vision recovers just enough to let me see the viciousness and lust in his eyes as he looks me up and down. My spine turns cold.