Torment: Part Two (The Bleeding Hearts, #2)

by Dylan Page

“I’m here, Sweetness,” he whispers into my ear, “I’ll always be here. You’re not alone. I’ll never let you be alone again.”

I feel like the man, who was once my faithful guardian and protector, is now transforming into my dark demon.

“Don’t be nervous, Sweetness,” he says in a rough whisper as he gazes down at me, “This is how it’s supposed to be between us.” He reaches up, pressing two fingers to my racing pulse on my neck, the corners of his mouth rising ever so slightly. “I just want you to be with me, Mina. Stop fighting it. Just be good and do as I say, and I’ll fucking love you with all that I have. I’ll make you feel good.”

For years I’d been trying to help him fight his demons, but now? He’s forcing me to dance with them instead.

“You’ve never been a fucking toy, Mina…” he practically growls at me, “You’ve just been mine. You always have been, from the very first time that I held you in my arms and looked at you. I felt it then, even if I didn’t understand it. You were always meant to be mine.”

His eyes are shining, his mouth slightly open, and he’s looking up at me with a sort of euphoric expression. I’m his world.

“All I’ve ever wanted was you, Mina. Even before I understood how much… why the fuck would I throw that away for some nothing when I have the only thing my heart cherishes right here, waiting for me?”

“I’ve always been selfish with you. I broke you. I never wanted this. And now, I’m going to let you go, because it will keep you safe.” “What about you?” I ask, my voice breaking, and a single tear falls into his hair. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be okay.”

“I hope one day, you’ll forgive me, Sweetness. I never wanted to hurt you. I just… I-” his breath releases in a shuddering gasp, “I wanted us to be forever…”