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Tilting my head, I look at him. “Logan, please don’t do this,” I choke out.

Something flashes in his eyes before he covers it with a sinister look, and I know then that he isn’t going to save me. He looks at his dad. “Get on with it. I want my turn.”

Louis glances at his son. “I will eat her pussy, get her nice and wet.” He looks at me with a look so evil, my stomach turns. “Then I will ram my cock into her until I come. When that happens, you’ll get your turn. I did see her first.” He licks his lips, his eyes gleaming with sick satisfaction.

Louis moves down my body, his face coming so close to my pussy, I freeze. This is it. They are really doing this. Just as he lowers his head, the lock turns, and the door flies open. I breathe out a sigh of relief, only to sob harder when I see who it is.

Brody.

Brody, who hates me.

I didn’t think this situation could get any worse.

It just did.

ChapterThirty-Five

ASHER

Heading out to my car a little later than I thought, I glance out at the parking lot, frowning when I see my angel’s car still here. Pulling my cell out of my pants pocket, I check the time. It’s past four-thirty. Remi should be home by now. Hitting the call log, I press her number, only for it to ring out. My heart starts beating harder in my chest. Something’s wrong. I can feel it.

Sliding my cell back into my pocket, I spin on my heel and head back inside and to the art room. It’s where she told me she was going, and hopefully I’ll find her there just lost in some painting like before. The alternative, that she is hurt or in danger, is too much to bear and has me picking up my pace as I rush down the hallway.

Not twenty meters out, I hear shouting and muffled screams. My insides turn cold as I charge the rest of the way. Flying through the door, I come to an immediate stop as my whole world crashes down around me at the sight I find.

My angel, on the floor, being held down. Tears fall down her beautiful cheeks and blood drips from her mouth as she thrashes to break free. My gaze moves to the men doing it. Logan and Louis Carrington. The latter has his dick out and my angel’s pussy is showing. It’s obvious what is about to happen. They are trying to rape her.

Movement catches my eye, and I see Brody moving towards them. For a minute, I think he’s involved until he throws a punch, knocking the pervert Louis off my girl. That snaps me into action. Rage like I have never felt before courses through me and I see red.

I am across the room in seconds, knocking Logan away from my angel. His eyes widen as he hits the floor, and although he was holding her down, it’s his father that had his cock out, about to put it in my girl.

Spinning, I drop to my knees and grab hold of the piece of shit. I hit him like I have never hit anyone before. Pummeling his face until all I can see is blood, it’s only when my angel’s voice breaks through that I stop. Letting go of Louis’ lifeless body, I turn to the angelic sound.

“Asher, stop. Please, stop. I can’t lose you,” she sobs, cradling her knees to her chest.

The red mist clears, and I am over to her in seconds, scooping her up in my arms. I glance down to find Brody pinning a scared-looking Logan to the floor. Brody looks at me, recognition and respect passing in his eyes. I think he finally understands. He and I will never be. I nod, flashing an appreciative smile. Who knows how far these fuckers would have gotten had Brody not showed up?

Looking at the love of my life, my chest cracks at her swollen, bleeding lip. “Angel?” She lifts her head, her eyes meeting mine. “Are you okay?”

She sniffles. “Th-they were going to r-rape me.” Her voice is a whisper, breaking me further. “They were too strong for me, Asher; I couldn’t fight them off. I was so scared for our baby. I didn’t want them to hurt our baby. If it wasn’t for Brody…” she trails off, crying so hard she starts hyperventilating.

I press a kiss to her head, shuddering at the thought of what could have happened. “Sshh, angel. I’ve got you.” I hold her tighter, cradling her against me.

“Can you call the police?” I ask Brody.

“Sure.” He releases Logan and pulls out his cell.

“Please don’t. I didn’t want it to go this far. He made me.” He points to his father.

I glower at him. “You had every chance to stop him if you wanted to, Logan. Instead, you chose to be a piece-of-shit, would-be rapist. You were going to touch someone who didn’t belong to you. Someone who begged you to stop. You deserve to be in jail along with your asshole father.”

His lip trembles like a child being scolded before he bursts into tears. “I’m sorry, Remi. I’m so, so sorry,” he chants.

My gaze moves to Brody as he reels off the address for Coral Lakes and then ends the call. He glances at the girl in my arms and then back to me. “They’re on the way.”

I nod. “Thank you. And thank you for helping her.”

He shakes his head, squeezing his eyes shut as if he’s in pain before they snap open. “No one deserves what was about to happen here, Ash. I may have said some… things, but I would never have allowed her to be assaulted. I’m sorry for my behavior the last couple of months. I know now whatever I imagined in my head is just a fantasy.” He jerks his head at Remi, still cradled in my arms. “You love her. I see that now.”