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Jessie
Shiv stood over me, jacking his blood-covered d**k with one hand, the knife dripping in the other held at his side.
Fighting to keep oxygen in my lungs, I glanced over at Linny’s lifeless form, her eyes open and glazed, blood a pool around her head on the dirt floor. I couldn’t scramble back far enough—a wall stopped me, and I whimpered, jerking my focus back to Shiv.
“My Linny girl is gone. Think I’ll be keeping’ you in her place. f**k the money. f**k him. Yer mine now.”
Money. Him.
Shiv approached, lifting his knife and cutting off my speeding thoughts.
“Please,” whimpered, tucking my knees beneath me, making myself as small as possible. “Please…”
“Beggin’ for my d**k?” He held it by the base, pointing it toward me.
Bile rose, and I gagged, clenching my eyes shut and s
