Emily spun around, facing the man who had spoke.

“Y-you!” She stammered. She stared in horror at her ex-husband. “G-get out!” She cried, running into her office in the back of the shop. The man followed, ripping the door out of Emily’s hand as she tried to close it.

“Emily, precious Emily. I thought you would be glad to see me. I mean, you certainly had quite a startle when you saw me the other day! I haven’t seen you since the day you left.” He said, slowly rubbing the back of his hand across her cheek.

“G-get out! We’re d-divorced! I warning you J-Josh, get o-out!” Emily cried again.

“Emily dear, do you really think we’re divorced. You sent me those papers but I never signed them! Why would I, you were the best toy I’ve ever had! Technically, we’re estranged, and I want to fix that! Now.” Josh said, pushing her against a desk.

Emily fought back, but she was no match for him. She never was. He forced her into a rough kiss, his tounge sliding down her throat. Emily gagged, wishing for help.