“If you don’t fix the fence by tomorrow, I’ll tell the whole village that you love married women so much!” I threatened. “Just imagine what fun that’ll be!”
“Are you out of your mind, chicken, you want to blackmail me?”
Makar pressed his lips together and gave me an ominous, sideways look. It was obvious he was angry, but it barely concerned me. This backwoods guy had already gotten on my nerves! I had to take extreme measures.
“What do women see in you, anyway?” I snorted with contempt. “You’re just…"
I didn’t get to finish, because I found myself pinned between a wall and a huge man, who immediately, rudely and roughly, started lifting my dress.
“Right now you’ll find out WHAT!”
“Let me go!” I squealed, but Makar wasn’t going to let me go.
Contains profanity.