Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66454 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66454 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
“For now, I’ll just see how well she obeys.” His voice takes on a hard edge, but then he says easily, “Just to let Ricky know how well you've done. If you've trained her right.”
I don’t want to. I consider turning around and biting the shit out of Kade's knee or doing anything I can to get out of this. I don’t want to obey Victor. I don’t trust him. I don't want anything to do with him. It's more than that though. I'm terrified.
“Within this room, I give you permission to give her simple commands,” Kade says.
“Simple commands?” Victor sneers. “And you expect me not to leave the room?” He snorts and looks to Master A for support, but judging by how his face falls, he obviously didn't get any support from Master A.
“She's mine.” My body tenses at Kade's hard words although his claim on me affects me differently. “She is not to leave my sight.”
I can feel Victor's eyes on me in the silence. I remain still and wait with bated breath.
“Come on then. Crawl to me,” Victor commands me. I don't want to. I hesitate even though I know I shouldn't.
“Go on, angel,” Kade finally says, and I feel betrayed. I don’t want to. “You can do this.” Kade’s voice is soft. I swallow thickly and nod my head.
“Bow and kiss my boots, slave,” Victor says with a smug confidence in his voice as I crawl toward him. I’m afraid to. The thought that he’s going to kick me in my face is a very real fear of mine. But I do it. I crawl to him and bow on the floor and put a kiss on each boot before laying my head down next to his feet and waiting.
“She’s a wonderful pet,” Kade says from behind me “Very easy to train.” I don't like the way he's talking. This is a different side to him; one I've never seen. I want to believe it's fake. But I don't know for sure. My heart tries to climb up my throat, but I swallow it down and continue to wait to be commanded by this man I detest.
I hear Victor unzip his pants and my eyes pop wide open. I can’t do this. I won’t. I won’t let this fucker touch me.
“You will not use for her anything other than simple commands. I'm not in the habit of sharing.” Kade sounds pissed.
I can practically see Victor's sick smile. “I have no plans to touch her.” He sounds casual and cocky.
“If you cum on my property,” Kade’s voice is even but deadly, “I’ll slit your throat.”
I chance a look up. Victor’s dark eyes stare back at Kade who's still seated behind me, and I can see he’s weighing his options.
“What good is she then?” he asks with disdain.
Victor snorts and steps over me, moving to the woman dangling in the center of the room.
“Come here now,” Kade commands me to crawl to him and I try to obey and crawl back to him, but the loud smack of Victor’s hand against Lydia’s body stops me.
Lydia whimpers as I look up and see her body swinging from the ropes.
“Victor!” Gabriel calls out a low warning. “This is in testing, and she's not prepared for you.”
Victor completely ignores Gabriel. I keep my eyes on the ground, but I can see Gabriel stand and walk toward the center of the room. My heart thumps loudly in my ears.
“Don't fucking disrespect me, Master G.” Victor taunts Gabriel by using the name we call him. Victor's pissed and apparently done with listening to anyone. “This bitch is a whore, and I'll fuck her like a whore.”
Everything happens too quickly. Gabriel moves to the ropes and Master A to Talia, standing in front of her.
Gabriel yells something in French I don't understand and Lydia cries out.
Victor's hurting her, grabbing her roughly toward him and yanking her arms against the rope. My heart lurches in my chest and I instinctively reach out to stop him. Fear and disgust cripple me, but I fight them and reach out to grab Victor’s leg. I can’t let him do that. Kade grabs my hips and pulls me away, my fingers barely touching Victor’s pants and doing nothing to stop him. I hear him yelling. The other men yelling. Lydia's crying. The horrific chaos hits me at once.
One moment is clear though. Victor looks down at me with a sick, twisted smile and pulls Lydia even closer to him with a violent yank. My heart refuses to beat, and time moves in slow motion.
Lydia screams as Victor pulls her. She screams a sound of horrid pain as I hear a loud pop and her arm pulls from the socket in her shoulder even though the rope is being lowered. Gabriel was too late. Her upper body drops, but her arm is limp at her side.