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My father turns to me. “You have a choice.” “A choice?” I echo his words. Such a foreign concept. Because if I had a choice, I wouldn’t fucking be here.
“You disappoint me, Haidyn.” Good. I made the right decision.
I can tell by her demeanor that she’s a princess who will live in some high-rise in New York, and I’ll be the monster who will live in the basement of a prison no one knows exists.
“The Lords—” “Tell the Lords that I said they can fuck themselves,” I say with a smile.
“Want me to tell you all my secrets?” I give her a threatening smile and go on. “The only way I’m going to talk to you is if you’re naked and on your knees with a gag in your mouth.”
“I’ll tie you up in a tight little ball, suspend you from the ceiling so that your cunt, mouth, and ass are easily on display for me to fuck.” I like the way her face pales at my words. It makes her eyes a brighter blue. “Once I’m done violating you, I’ll sit down, have a smoke while I let you hang there, and watch my cum leak from your stretched-out and overused holes like the worthless whore you’re meant to be.”
“I’m not into labels, but if you want me to brand my name on your ass, I’ll be glad to oblige.” Haidyn chuckles.
“The things I’m going to do to you…some you’ll like, others probably not. I’m going to make you my little fuck toy. You’ll cry…you’ll beg, and you’ll crawl on your hands and knees to me, begging to be played with like a mindless toy.”
on their promises. “When I decide I’m done with you, you will have no dignity left. All you will know is me. All you will want is me. I suggest you accept that now rather than later.” He
“When the hourglass is done, I’ll untie you.” Time messes with your head. Being forced to sit and watch it tick by makes the time slower.
The hourglass sits in front of me on the wooden surface, the sand running through the center to fill up the bottom. It’s a reminder that time never stops. No matter what you can control, time isn’t one of them.
“It’s not about jealousy, doll face. It’s about principle. You belong to me.”
“If you let another man touch you, I’ll string him up and cut off his eyelids so he can’t miss you crawling naked on your hands and knees to me. I’ll fuck every hole you have, doll face, and let him see you whine and beg to be used like the whore I know you to be. Then after I’m done with you, I’ll cut his dick off as well and force it down his throat because he will no longer have any use for it.”
I watched him look her over as if she was some strange woman at a club, and he was trying to decide whether he wanted to take her home, tie her to his bed, and fuck her. That’s what I get to do to my doll face. No one else.
“Only I see you naked and only I touch you. If any other man does, I’ll make sure it’s the last thing he does.”
Aw, my girl is jealous. It’s cute.
I’m so fucking proud of her right now. She was given an order and couldn’t follow through. Fuck, that’s my girl.
If they want her, they’ll have to get through me. And I’m not a Spade brother for nothing.
I come up to her and reach out my right hand. “Dance with me, Mrs. Reeves?”
“I vow to be yours, Haidyn. Forever.”
“You vow to be mine, doll face.” “We vow,” we say in unison,
Allowing myself to fall in love with her is madness. No matter how I try to justify it, the ending will be the same. I can only hope I have time to leave her with something that will remind her of me.
I smirk, loving her attitude. It’s so cute. She’s had one since I woke her up at Carnage last night.
“To some, forever is only a matter of seconds.” Then I press my lips to hers, ending the conversation.
“In a world where it’s either you or me…I’ll always choose you, doll face.”
I begin to put on the sweatpants that Saint brought me, and Devin steps over like he’s going to help me, but I shoo him away. I’m fucking capable of dressing myself. It might take me a minute, but I’ll get it done.
“To some, forever is only a matter of seconds.” She throws my previous words back into my face. A smile tugs at my lips, and she frowns. How can I possibly find that funny? Lifting her left hand, I look at her wedding ring. “There is no amount of time that will be enough with you,” I tell her, my eyes meet hers again to see the first tear fall over her bottom lashes.
“When I die, I want it to be by your hands, doll face.”
Did I want a child? No. Not before she came into my life. But just like Isabella put Charlotte in my life, her stepfather made sure she always remained a part of it. I was willing to give my life up for hers. Now she’s giving me life. Nothing could be better.
