Donna Fairchild recognized the truck that ran her off the road. It belonged to the Wiederbold brothers, the guys she had just served with an eviction notice. All four of the brothers were on board, and the gorgeous blonde's heart beat fast with fear as she desperately tried to keep her expensive car from hitting their awful black truck. She grimaced as she skidded to a stop. What the hell did these creeps think they were doing, running her off into a ditch? She was going to put the damned idiots in their place, and then she was going to see that they got into a lot of trouble. Donna started yelling the moment she jumped from her car.

The first word never made it out of her mouth. Gary Wiederbold, the oldest of the four brothers, was already waiting for her, a thin, evil smile on his face. He slapped her hard as she opened her mouth.

"Bitch," he said quietly, backhanding her hard enough to make her knees buckle. "You lousy, stuck-up, sexy bitch. You're going to learn not to fuck with the Wiederbold."

Donna opened her mouth to scream but Gary slapped her again. This time a thin trickle of blood dripped from the corner of her lush, red lips. Then, before Donna was fully aware of what was happening, he pulled off his belt and hit her with it. Donna screeched in pain as the biting leather cut through her skirt to sting her ass and thighs. Gary slapped her again to shut her up, then grabbed the collar of her blouse and ripped it to pieces.

Donna gasped with shock and panic as buttons scattered everywhere. She tried to wrap the blouse back around her body, but Gary slapped her so hard that she fell back against her car, then lashed his belt against her knuckles with a loud, painful snap. Before Donna could recover, he ripped both sleeves of her blouse away.