Hardin Scott has been madly in love with Tessa Young since the moment he first laid eyes on her, but there's no way she could ever see him as anything more than a friend. After all, he's a bad boy with a promiscuous past and she's a sweet and innoce...
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"You know exactly what I want and now that your boyfriend isn't here to stop me... Well, let's just say I'm going to have a little fun with you," Neil says as he traces my lips with his thumb.
I slap his hand away from my face and try to run from him, but he tightly grabs onto my arm.
"You're not going anywhere," he says as he pulls me toward him.
"Let go of me! You're hurting me."
"I'm hurting you? Like it didn't hurt when Hardin punched me in the face? Yeah, you're the one who's going to pay for his mistake. Now let's see what this body really can do."
"No!" I cry.
"Come here, you little bitch!" Neil shouts as he tries to pull me into an alley behind a deserted store.
"Someone, please help!" I shout as I try to get free from Neil's grip. It's no use though, he's too big and strong for me.
"If you go quietly I'll make this easier on you," he says as he finally succeeds in pulling me off the sidewalk and into the alley.
"Please don't do this," I cry.
"I love when women beg," he says as he licks his lips.
He slams me against the brick wall and pins me against it by tightly holding my arms against my side.
"Hardin will kill you," I say as a last resort to try to stop him.
"If he cares so much, where is he when you need him the most?" Neil taunts me. He leans into me and tries to kiss me, but I turn my head in disgust. He releases one of his hands from my arm and brings it to my face. He pinches around my chin to force me to look at him. "You're going to watch what I'm doing to you," he says before he shoves his tongue in my mouth.
I try to use the arm he let go of to push him off me, but that just causes him to move his hand from my chin to my throat.
As he tightens his grip on my throat he warns, "I won't tell you again. You can make this easier on yourself and just go along with it, or I could rough you up a bit, either way works for me."
I can't control the stream of tears that pour down my face. All I can picture in this moment is Hardin. He's my safe place. Thinking of him will get me through this.
Neil removes his hand from my throat and rips the fancy blouse I wore to work open, exposing my bra and full breasts. He moves his hand back so both my arms are pinned to the wall. He leans into me and licks along my neck with his repulsive tongue as he takes one of my breasts into his hand and starts massaging it.
"Stop! Please stop!" I cry again.
He takes his other hand from my arm and runs it up my thigh and behind me, groping my butt cheek. He squeezes me in his hand and moans against my neck.
"Hardin..." I cry out, as if he could hear me.
Neil moves his mouth to suck on the part of my breasts the bra cups don't cover. He moves his hands to unbutton and unzip my pants. I prepare myself for the worst, just as I see a flash of headlights. They distract Neil enough for me to knee him in his crotch and get free from him.
I try to run from him, but he's quick to grab me, pull me toward him and slam me against the wall, hard enough to knock the wind out of me. I start choking and gasping for air as he goes back to try to take my pants off. I close my eyes, so I don't have to watch what he's going to do to me.
I wait a few seconds, but I don't feel his hands on me anymore. I open my eyes to see him yanked off me by his collar and thrown to the cement sidewalk. Someone climbs on top of him and starts pummelling his face. Hardin.
"You sick fucking bastard! You're never going to touch her again! You're never going to touch any woman ever again!" Hardin shouts as he continues to strike Neil's face with his fists.
"Hardin! Stop! You're going to kill him!" I shout, but Hardin can't hear me. All he sees is red. "Hardin, you have to stop before you kill him! I can't lose you! Please! I love you, Hardin!"
Hardin stops hitting Neil and turns around to look at me. "Tess?"
"Hardin, you need to stop. Look at him. You're going to kill him."
Hardin looks down at Neil's nearly unrecognizable and bloodied face, then looks at his hands covered in Neil's blood. "Call the police, Tess."
"But Hardin, they'll arrest you, too."
"Just do it. This fucker needs to be stopped so he can't hurt anyone ever again."
I call the police and they say they'll be about ten minutes.
Neil is knocked out cold, so Hardin gets up from the ground and comes over to me. He takes his leather jacket off and drapes it over my exposed chest and shivering body. "Tess... did he..?"
"He was going to. He tried. He came close. You stopped him in time," I sob.
"Tess, I don't know what to say... I'm so sorry. I fell asleep and my phone died. This is my fault. You were almost... I can't even say the word. And it would have been my fault."
"Hardin, I really just need you to hold me right now," I beg.
Hardin takes me in his loving arms and holds me tighter than he ever has before. We stay like that until the police arrive.
The police arrest Neil and take him away in a cop car. They allow me and Hardin to follow them to the police station in Hardin's car to answer questions and give statements.
I want to get this over with, so I can go home with Hardin, but I'm not sure what's happening between us. Hardin hasn't looked at me or spoken a single word to me since our embrace.
