Milly was in hell. Pinned into what had been her office with two of the troopers, she fought like a wildcat as soon as they shoved her through the door. Anything and everything in the office became fair game for use as a weapon as she threw the plant from the desk, the data pads, even the picture from the wall. She didn’t care. What was the worst they could do, kill her? It would be preferably to what they had planned. Gang r**e and being loaded into an organ stripper still alive wasn’t her idea of a good time.
“You b***h. If you won’t hold still, then we’ll just make you.” The second trooper snarled as he backhanded her hard across the face. Pain exploded in her cheek and eye and the force of the blow spun her around like a top, her momentum only stopped as she slammed into the glass par
