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lifted her hands to rake them down his face. The sound of his grunt of pain brought a semblance of victory to her. Before she could do it again, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand. His other one started undoing the button and zipper of his jeans. When his shaft was out, he roughly pushed her skirt up. He gripped the edge of her panties and tore them clean off her body.
    “Please stop, Jake.” Tears welled in her eyes as she struggled fruitlessly.
    “Chloe, don’t act like you don’t want it. You’ve been teasing me for two fucking years. Didn’t you hint about givin’ up some pussy when we got here? Just give up the goods already.” Horror encompassed every part of her as she watched with wide eyes as he started to stroke his shaft.
    Was this her fault? She had told him she wanted to have sex, but she didn’t think it would end up like this.
    Jake forcibly spread her thighs wider with his own and ran his hand over her mound. His touch was rough and urgent. He placed the tip of his erection at the mouth of her vagina. She started to cry harder. He clamped a hand over her mouth and urged her to stay quiet and accept it like a good girl. She closed her eyes tight and prayed it was over fast. Just when she thought he would force himself into her, the weight of Jake was lifted off of her. Keeping her eyes closed, she feared opening them.
    Muffled grunts sounded close to her. When everything became silent, Chloe slowly opened her eyes. She panted heavily from fear and stared wide eyed at the large, imposing form standing over Jake’s huddled body. Jake lay lifelessly on the ground, and if not for the rise and fall of his chest, she would have thought he was dead. She flicked her gaze back at the shadowed figure and slowly pulled herself into a sitting position.
    From out of the darkness stepped Dominic, his eyes set hard, his jaw clenched. As his gaze raked over her, she saw the rage clear on his expression, but then that emotion softened and he looked upon her with gentleness.
    He took a few long strides and knelt on he ground beside her. “Are you okay, Chloe?” His voice sounded strangled, as if he had to force the words out. His hand on her cheek was big and warm and she couldn’t help but lean into it.
    Not able to help it, she cried harder. Her whole body shook as the severity of what had almost happened played through her mind. Dominic helped her up and wrapped his arms around her.
    “Shhh, everything is okay now. I won’t let anything happen to you, honey.”
    She let him hold her as she cried into his chest. “This is my fault.” She could feel him shaking his head even before she finished. He cupped the back of her head, holding her more tightly against him, and spoke softly.
    “This is absolutely not your fault. No matter what you said or did, no one has the right to take something from you.” He gripped her arms and pulled her back to look into her eyes. “Do you understand me, Chloe?”
    She swallowed. Her throat was dry and ached. Chloe saw the hard determination reflected back at her. “I understand.” Looking behind his arm, she stared at Jake.
    “Don’t worry about him. He’ll be out for a while. Let’s get you inside.” He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and led them toward the house. Before they broke the tree-line, she stopped him.
    “Can we not tell my parents about this?”
    “Chloe, I really think they need to know.”
    She knew they did, but she couldn’t face their reaction when they did find out. Would they blame her? Most likely. They loved Jake, thought he was perfect in every way. No way would they believe he could try something so heinous. “I know, it’s just…” She glanced back at Jake’s curled up form on the ground. “My parents won’t believe he would do something like this.”
     “They love you, Chloe.” His tone softened, as if he were trying to convince her.
    She didn’t want to argue about this. She knew her parents