Hunting Adeline (Cat and Mouse, #2)

by H.D. Carlton

This book is significantly darker than the first.

Using the smaller piece, I dig the tip into my skin and start carving.

He points the tip of the blade to her skin and slowly starts cutting.

I was raped for nothing.

Then, I throw him out of the fucking window.

“You keep laughing, Sydney, and I’ll keep letting Rocco stretch your ass until my entire foot fits.”

Limbs and skin are missing. Pieces of their body have been cut and completely removed. Blood steadily pools beneath them, the puddle growing larger until it begins to seep beneath our feet.

The sharp point of his knife finally breaks skin, and his blade glides across my stomach, drawing out a sharp yelp. Blood bubbles from the wound, and he moves his hips faster in response.

He only cuts me deeper when I cry.

He thrusts harder, causing his knife to slip and cut me deep.

His hand travels down the planes of my stomach, pausing to dig his thumb into a wound and wring a cry from my throat, before continuing down.