Vivienne screamed until her throat felt as though it were tearing apart.
The road scraped against her palms and knees, and every time she tried to lift her head, the headlights blinded her. The rope around her wrists pulled painfully as Rhett continued reversing the truck, refusing to listen to her pleas. Her body jolted over the uneven asphalt, and she could barely catch her breath between screams.
“Rhett, please! I'm begging you, stop the damn truck! I'm sorry, okay? I'll tell you everything, but please don't kill me!”
He didn't stop.
Her life flashed before her eyes in ugly, disjointed pieces. She remembered being a little girl who had believed her parents would protect her, the years she had spent learning to survive without trusting anyone, and the first time Damien had made her u
