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Default Anna's Brutally Bloody Revenge

Jack watched the live footage on his security monitor in disgust. The guards stationed in the building were being eliminated one by one. Sitting behind his desk, he poured himself a glass of his finest brandy.

What a waste of money, he thought. After all he paid to those guards, they weren't able to protect him when he needed them the most. In a manner of minutes, she would barge through his door, hell bent on revenge. After all those years since he took the life of her brother, she had finally found him, holed up on the third floor of a run down warehouse.

He pulled out his handgun from the drawer and checked the cartridge. He would be ready for her the moment she walked through the door.

Knees bent, shoulders square, gun held out with both hands. He waited. And waited. Constantly checking the security feed from the corner of his eye.

When the moment finally arrived, they stood facing each other, each with their guns pointed at each other's heads. They faced off for what seemed an eternity. He could fire his weapon, but she could fire hers as well. They could both be killed. But, there was no way he was dying today. Too much money to go back to. An island all too himself with his own private yacht was within reach.

She dropped her weapon to the floor and held her hands up. With his gun still pointed at her, he was ready to pull the trigger. End this as quick as it started. He had an open shot. But then. With her arms still held up, Anna shrugged her shoulders.

"Go ahead. Do it," she said. "Shoot me right now. Like the coward that you are. You're not man enough to do it the hard way. You don't have it in you to fight me with your own two hands, do you?"

His hands trembled. His grip became unsteady. Was he a coward? Absolutely not! He could take this woman down as easily as he did her brother. He had a good fifty pounds on her, at least. She was dressed in skin tight camo pants with cargo pockets and a black form fitting tee. From what he could see, it didn't look like she had any other hidden weapons on her. She was a woman for God's sake. And, besides, he had his knife hidden in his sock. He could always pull that out if things got out of hand.

He dropped his gun. "I may have as much fun disposing of you as I did your brother. By the way, he went out begging."

She brought her fists up to her chin and smiled. "Before you die," she said. "You'll have broken bones. Maybe even a few missing teeth."

He took one sip of his brandy, cherishing the burn down his throat, and then he threw the glass at Anna like a fastball.

When she ducked out of the way, he rushed her and drove his shoulder into her midsection and rammed her into the wall. She pounded on his back, but he kept her pinned with his shoulder. It was too easy. He was overpowering her.

When he released her, he threw a right hook. But she ducked, and his fist hit the wall.

She used the opportunity to righten herself. "Playing dirty won't save you," she said.

They squared off again and then exchanged blows. At first he had the upper hand, but then the tide turned when she landed a brutal kick to his stomach. The air went out of him, and he was forced to bend over as if to throw up. Big mistake. Right at that moment, Anna placed both hands behind his head and connected with a savage knee to his nose.

His head snapped back. Blood gushed from his nose. His hands instantly cupped his face, and the blood dripped down his palms. His vision blurred and he stumbled backward. He couldn't process what just happened. It was a good shot, he had to admit. No doubt his nose was broken. But that wasn't the end of it.

With tears running down his face, he felt a boot pound his chest, and he fell down on his back. In a flash, the full weight of her body was on top of him. He felt her thighs straddling his ribs. The grip was tight.

No way I'm going down like this, he thought. With all his strength, he rolled her. And all of a sudden, he was now on top! He took the opportunity to land two good hooks to her face. But the advantage was short lived. In an impressive display of strength, she arched her back, thrust her hips, and slipped away from his pin.

Before he had time to react, he felt her thighs grip him from behind in a standing scissor.

The grip was released when she stumbled and sent both of them tumbling to the ground.

In a frantic panic, Jack tried to distance himself from her legs, which were operating like the tentacles of a squid, probing for prey.

He flailed his arms to push her legs away. But, damn it, it wasn't working. After all that effort to escape, he found himself in a deadly predicament.

He got trapped in a side scissorhold. His face was submerged between her inner thighs. Everything turned dark. The pressure against his broken nose was unbearable. He felt the warm blood that had smeared on her pants trickle down his chin. Her thighs were sweaty and the heat radiating from them was intense. He couldn't die like this. He had to get out.

With everything he had, he dug his hands between her thighs. If he could get his hands between them, maybe he could pry them off. As he dug, she tightened her grip. The pain in his nose was torture. After a furious effort, he was eventually able to get both his palms under her thighs. He felt he had enough in him to press her thigh off his face.

He gritted his teeth and gave one strong push. But he was met with an even stronger squeeze. He tried again. Fail. On his third try, he arched his back, grunted, and gave a furious push. With all that effort, he was only able to give himself an inch of air. Suddenly, however, her leg was removed off of his face. He watched as she laterally raised her right leg up in the air.

He didn't have enough time to react. In a crushing blow, her inner thigh slammed down on his face like a ton of bricks. He cried out in pain. When she did it a second time, he rolled from side to side and held his hands over his face. Blood spilled out of his nose and drenched his hands.

As he writhed in pain and kicked his legs, the knife in his sock fell out onto the floor.

"Oh? What's this?" She said.

He needed to get the knife. It was his last hope. With a burst of adrenaline, he attempted to retrieve it. When he was within fingers reach of it, however, he felt a stabbing pain in his midsection as he was pulled back.

"Not so fast," she said.

She now had her thighs wrapped around his ribcage. He felt the air being sucked out of him.

Despite the pain, he kept trying to reach for the knife. She had him face down on his stomach and was squeezing him from the side. Every time he reached his arm out, she squeezed harder and dragged his body even further away from it.

As the bones in his ribs cracked, he knew his time on this earth was coming to an end. He was resigning himself to this reality as a shocking pain flooded through his body.

In one sweeping motion, she was able to to turn him onto his back and position herself atop his chest in a schoolgirl pin.

With one eye open, he looked up at her. The first punch that landed on his face almost knocked him out.

What a shame, he thought. He had so much going for him, and now he was going to be killed by this woman. He closed his eyes and let the final punches rain down on him until he eventually succumbed to unconsciousness.

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