Chapter 11.

Asheton froze.

And I knew right then that that would be my only chance to break free.

In the split-second it took for him to gather himself, I splayed my hands flat on his chest and pushed hard. When he stumbled back, confusion plain on his face, I wrapped a hand around the black tie around his neck, pulled down hard, and shoved my knee deep into his stomach.

A smile tugged at the corners of my lips when I felt the hard planes of his abdomen give under my knee. I wanted to laugh at the pained groan that exploded out of his lush lips. But I wasn't finished.

Not by a long shot.

Still clenching his tie, I pulled down again, kneeing him over and over until he cru