Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 114584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Shaking my head, I squeeze my eyes shut and try to make sense of what he is telling me, but it doesn’t add up. “Why? Nothing you say makes sense.”
“He doesn’t want me to have you out of spite, he hates me, that’s all.”
“Is that why you want to kill us? You hate each other so much that death is the only answer?”
“Oh, sweet Elena. Who said I want you dead? I have much better plans for you. I only care about killing your father, but not before I make him watch us get married, making you mine completely. He can’t stand seeing me with you, not because he loves you, but because I took something from him. I took you, and now you are mine, and I think it’s about time you get that into your head.”
He moves off me, but retains his hold, pressing me deeper into the mattress. His hands work fast as he undresses me, ripping off my shirt and bra with one hand while holding me down with the other. I can feel the fabric giving away, the cool air against my skin, and for a moment, I’m frozen, then like someone snapped their fingers in front of my face, the cold releases its grip on me. My heart thunders in my chest, each beat rattling me to the core.
“What are you doing?” I croak, fear consuming me.
“You wanted me to fuck you a few hours ago, right? Or was that all a show? Did you think sex would throw me off? Did you think you could use it against me?” He studies me for a moment and continues, “I’m just giving you what you asked for.”
“Not like this,” I whimper, struggling against his grasps, which becomes tighter the more I thrash around.
“Too bad, you lost my mercy, and my patience when you betrayed me.”
“I’m sorry,” I sob, shoving at his chest, but he’s like trying to move a mountain, and I just don’t have the strength in me. Even with me struggling, he still manages to pull my jeans down with ease and rips off my panties like they are made out of paper.
Looking down at my now naked body, he smiles. The look in his eyes chills me to the bone, and I know whatever happens next will change us forever.
“You’re not sorry, but you will be by the end of the night.”
Fury burns through me with the heat of a thousand suns. “I hate you! I hate you so much! I knew you would do this. I knew you would hurt me, no matter what.”
“I haven’t hurt you yet, have I? I wasn’t going to hurt you at all–”
“Bullshit!” I scream. “You were always going to hurt me. You were just waiting for the right time. Waiting for me to disobey like I’m a fucking dog! You lock me in a cage, treat me like I’m an animal, and expect me to have no will and no feelings.” I curl my lip. “You are just like him. Just like the man you hate!”
In a split second, his hand is wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to warn me. “Don’t ever fucking compare me to your father,” he says, leaning in, his nose pressed against my cheek. I shouldn’t continue, should bite my tongue, and shut up, but I can’t. I won’t. I’m tired of being treated like a doormat.
“Then don’t act like him.”
His features twist, and his eyes go vacant as if he’s becoming someone else entirely.
“I’ve warned you. I’ve been warning you since the day you got here. You think I’ve been cruel to you? You haven’t seen a shred of my cruelty.”
He let’s go of me, but only long enough to flip me over onto my stomach. He shifts his weight off me but keeps a hand placed on the back of my neck, holding me in place. Items rustle together as he reaches for something in the nightstand, but I can’t lift my head up enough to look at what he’s grabbing.
A moment later, I feel it… the cold, unforgiving metal circling my wrist. Before I can react, it clicks into place. I pull my other wrist away, but he snatches it and slaps the handcuffs on with ease.
He moves completely off me now, but at this point, I have nowhere to go. I’m fully naked with my hands cuffed behind my back. If I wasn’t helpless before, I am without a doubt now.
Grabbing my ankles, he pulls me to the edge of the bed, so I’m bent over, my legs hanging down, and my butt jutted out and exposed to him.
I hold my breath as I feel his hand running over my backside.
“Don’t do this,” I plead, unsure of what he even plans to do.
“There are consequences for your actions. I could hurt you in much worse ways then I’m going to.” His gruff voice makes me shiver, and shock rips through me when a moment later, his palm comes down on my ass.