Ex-Husband's Regret (Ava and Rowan) novel Chapter 50

“Did you honestly think it will be that easy to escape me?” he taunts.

Bringing my legs up, I knee him in the balls, making him release a shout. I take off again not caring where I’m going. I just wanted to be away from him.

He recovers quickly, because soon after I feel a hand wrap around my ankle. He tugs and I fall with a thud again, hitting my chin against the floor. He’s on me before I can recover.

“You bitch!” he shouts before slapping me hard across the face.

For a moment, I see stars and my vision blurs. Being hit by a man fucking hurts.

“Just because of making things hard for me, I’ll have my fun with you before killing you” he says evilly.

I didn’t need an interpreter to tell me what he meant. I feel his hands on my hips as he tries to drag my pajama pants down. Fear encases my bones. Is this how I was going to die? Raped then murdered in my own home.

I fight him, but he pins my hands to my side. I still don’t stop.

“Please stop. If money is what you want then I can give it to you” I plead.

His hand was now inside my pants. His touch on my skin made me feel like retching. It felt like slimy warms were crawling on me.

He chuckles. “I don’t know who you’re trying to fool but I know you don’t have money. Not the kind of money I’m being offered, anyway”

He goes back to his ministrations. Just when I think all hope is lost, I see the lamp I had dropped when he hit me on the head. I reach for it and smash it against his skull.

He lets out a roar and falls back. The knife he had planned to use to kill me falls from his pocket. Not wasting any time, I take it and strike, plunging it in his thick thighs, right as my front door busts open.

We both freeze in shock. With a curse, he recovers, quickly stands up and runs. Leaving through my back door.

Drake comes rushing through my kitchen door with two other men, I don’t recognize.

He’s bleeding from the head and looks like he’s about to collapse.

“You two get him. I want him caught at all cost” he tells them and they rush outside where the man escaped through.

If I hadn’t been attacked and I was more myself, I would have questioned why he had Drake tailing me and why he didn’t consult me first before making the decision. I was too tired though and I just wanted to sleep.

“Are you okay?” Ethan asks, his hand softly touching mine. Concern in his voice.

His question and actions draws Rowan’s attention to us. His jaw clenches even harder when he sees my hand in Ethan’s.

“My head hurts” I whisper softly and tiredly. Fighting back the emotions that threatened to consume me.

I was almost raped and killed. I still couldn’t wrap my head around that.

I just wanted comfort. To lay my head on someone’s shoulder but I didn’t know whose it should be. Rowan, the man I’ve known and loved all my life or Ethan the man that is slowly starting to mean something to me.

Instead of choosing either, I decide to lay my head on the back of the couch and close my eyes for a minute. It was now just starting to sink in that someone actually wanted me dead. That they had promised a huge amount of money if the man succeeded.

Question is, who the hell wanted me dead so badly?