Chapter - 168
Rick flipped the script like a seasoned pro, sending Linda crashing to the floor with a force that knocked the wind out of her. Before she could even catch her breath, he pounced, pinning her down with a grip like a vice, trapping her beneath him.
Linda fought like a wildcat, thrashing and twisting, but it was like trying to break free from a steel trap. The interrogation room, with its thick layers of soundproof plaster, became their own personal hell, sealing them in with no hope of escape.
"Let me go, you son of a bitch! You have no idea what I'm capable of," Linda spat, her voice strained with effort as she strained against his hold.
But Rick was beyond caring. What started as a desire for revenge had morphed into something darker, something twisted. Now, as he pressed his weight down on her writhing form, he found himself relishing the sensation of her body beneath his.
