Julie's POV:
I had a hard time believing that he was going to be worse than Mr. Tol. I'm not sure if there is a punishment worse than getting raped, beaten, and whipped to a pulp. Even if in my mind I couldn't come up with something harsher than that, if he felt he was worse, I didn't really want to test his theory.
He pressed a little harder on my neck, causing me to grab his arm with my hands to try to pull him away from me. He was really strong and I couldn't even move his arm, not even a little. He never broke his stare on me as he waved to the guard to come over.
"Cut them off." He ordered him and the guard pulled out a knife from his pocket.
"I wouldn't move if I was you or I will give him permission to cut you," Braxton warned me.
"Got it?" He asked harshly and I slowly nodded
