Hell and Determination Read Online Free PDF Page B

her eyelids heavy trying desperately to fight back the tears.
                     He was staring out through the window his fist clenched by his side. His rage slowly subsiding, “how the hell had he let that happen? His mind battled with his common sense, he turned to Jo such beauty turned to pain.
“Forgive me Jo,” he pleaded as he made his way to the bed.
She felt bewildered as he placed his arm around her, his fingertip gently wiping away the tears.
                       “Why?’ she questioned her eyes like an injured puppy sad and degraded.
                     “Can’t we forget it? He whispered gently pressing his forefinger over her lips.
                      “Forget it? She fumed. “You nearly knock my head of my bloody shoulders for no reason and you ask me to forget it. Jesus Christ,” she stormed forcing his arm from around her. “What do you take me for.?’ the reality of the situation beginning to sink in and she was frantic.
                    Acting quickly before she had time to escape he pinned her down, she fought like a mountain cat hurling abuse trying to force herself free.
Her hot headed fury only added to his excitement, each garment he tore from her body until at last she lay naked beneath his powerful body, breathless and broken.
                His eyes scanned every inch of her body as he undressed, he had her just for the taking, with his hands firmly gripping her butt the throbbing force of his manhood he entered the soft concealed entrance of her body with such intensity, watching the expression on her face, her body tensed her eyes deepened with pain, with self-indulgence he tore her apart triumphant with each penetrating thrust, his heightened arousal ravaging her body tearing at the raw tender part of her that she had kept private for so long.
Jo lay drowning in her own grief as his pace increased bringing at long last release, he rolled back on the bed pulling her towards him he was spent and more than anything else Jo belonged to him.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
                                                           CHAPTER SIX
By eight thirty the following morning she had completed most of the chores, she wiped the tiles on the window ledge glancing out towards the mountain trail, her mind reverting back to the night before ,he was like Jekyll and Hyde one minute full of good intentions ,that very morning he had awakened her with gentle kisses apologizing for his rough treatment of  the night before, promising it would never occur again, so in the end after much persuasion she had forgiven him.
                            Brandon had gone down river to the timber yard he had left the intercom in case she needed him for anything, he would be gone till four.
She bided her time feeding the hens and collecting the eggs, Autumn was on its way the leaves already changing colour, how she loved the fall the vibrant gold and red leaves  causing a spectacular display amongst the mountain background, she emerged from the hen shed carefully carrying the trays stacked high.
                     Her heart leapt from her chest at the loud crash of metal that seemed to come from nowhere. The top tray of eggs discarded their careful hold, landing in a heap of broken disarray at her feet.
                   Jo glanced down sighing, when a roar of laughter came from the side of the building.
“Sorry Jo,” Ben stated “I had no intentions of startling you. This dam bonnet has a will of its own; one of these days it will take my head clean off.”
 Jo turned to Ben, who failed to control the urge to laugh at the mess that lay before her.
“Here let me