Fourth Debt (Indebted 5)

Dragging me down the corridor, he laughed as cold as the depths of Hades. “No one can save you now, Nila. Know why?”

I screamed again, kicking anything I could.

“In a few minutes, you’re going on a little trip, and there you’ll learn everything there is to know about us. You’ll finally understand how we triumphed over your family. How we won and you lost. How all of this will fucking end.”

Daniel stroked my cheek. “Our first vacation together. Won’t it be fun?” His voice turned gruff. “And the first thing I’ll make you do when we arrive is repay the Third Debt.”

Throwing me against the wall, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his thick erection. “I’m going to fuck you. My father’s going to fuck you. And then…you’ll pay the debt we’ve kept secret. The one that will tie all of this together. The Fifth Debt. You’ll finally understand.”

Fury fired through my blood. I struggled in his hold. “I don’t want to understand! Just let me go!”

He grinned. “You’ll never be free again. And you’ll see why. It will all make sense. You’ll be fucked, but at least you’ll finally know how we won.”

Kissing me hard, his putrid tongue tore past my lips.

I gagged.

In a flash of defiance, I bit him.

Rearing back, he slapped me hard.

My ears rang, and bright lights exploded behind my eyes. Pain registered but all I could think about was Jethro.

Come back!

Come claim me!

Come save me!

Shaking me, Daniel snarled, “You have six days, bitch. Six days to pay your remaining debts. And fuck, will I have fun extracting them.”

I spat in his face. “Go to hell, Buzzard. You’ll die before I do.”

He sighed indulgently, his temper simmering with cockiness. “Nila, Nila, Nila, so delusional. You’re not paying attention to what I’m telling you. No one can save you. No one will hear you scream. Six days. That’s how long you have to live. We’re leaving for Almasi Kipanga right now—this very fucking second.”

His teeth glinted in the dark. “Do you get it? Do you understand what this means? We’re taking you to South Africa, to our diamond mines, to where it all began. You’ll see the last things you’ll ever see. You’ll hear the last things you’ll ever hear. And you’ll live your final moments on foreign soil.”

My heart shrivelled.

No, no. God, no.

Daniel morphed from man to monster, shadowing my future, my soul, my hope.

I didn’t have two days.

I didn’t even have two hours.

Jethro!

They were taking me away.

They were stealing everything!

Daniel marched me from life to death, laughing with every step. “Oh, and another thing I should mention. This little trip…it’ll be your last as you won’t be coming back alive.”

“No!”

After everything we’d been through. After everything we’d promised and planned.

It was all for nothing.

Time had fucked us once again…

…

Jethro was too late.