Tony then dropped his shoulder, wrapped his hands around the backs of her thighs, and drove her into the ground. The last time he’d attempted such a move was 20 years ago and Coach Staub had hectored him about his form being off. He had a feeling the old man would be proud to see him now.
Emma might have had the fight knocked out of her, but she wasn’t done yet. She twisted under Tony’s weight and reached for the razor. He knocked it away with a sweep of his arm and pinned her wrists to the floor.
“Kill me!” she begged. “Kill me. Please, I want to die.”

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