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But the trunk was completely empty, and I shook my head. My father would never come for me.
They might not know much about me, but I knew exactly who they were and the bullshit they liked to pull simply because they could. I couldn’t believe they did this! Rich boys playing at being bad.
David might get on my case a lot, but he’d cut out their tongues if he knew what they’d done.
“I was raised to be a gentleman,” he said, “but if you send other men after me, catching my interest will be the worst mistake you ever made.”
But he’d brought me here, hadn’t he? Maybe I was a little curious. He was daring me.
“You see, I don’t like being teased,” he continued, one of his eyebrows arched. “Respect and reverence are important to me, and you have neither. You need to learn a lesson.”
They stepped slowly toward me, Michael pulling off his mask and then his hoodie and T-shirt and dropping them to the ground.
“She’s pretty,” he told Kai, the two of them walking side by side toward me as I kept backing up. “And she looks easy for us to handle. Together.”
THEY HAVE FUCKED TOGETHER BEFORE RIKA
For me to be used like entertainment? There was an air of danger about him at the church today, but he was also gentle.
Arms wrapped around my waist, and I was lifted off the ground as a husky whisper breathed in my ear, “It’s not what you think,” he told me. “It was a joke.”
I landed on him and heard him grunt, but when I tried to sit up and scurry away, he hauled me back to the ground and climbed on top of me. His body nestled between my legs, and he squeezed my wrists, pinning them above my head.
But he just held himself up, staring down at me. His groin rested on mine, and I tried to ignore the nerves coming to life.
“That you only want me.”
But I couldn’t tell him. The confessional was an accident, and I didn’t have any intention of running into him again. I didn’t think I’d ever have to face him.
Wanting him to know me. But I wasn’t allowed.
Which was, I guess, the best way to describe it. I’d only made it through the sixth grade, missing more school than I attended, when my brother moved me in with him and made me start doing all of his homework, while I stayed home all day. And that’s how I learned algebra and Spanish and how Shakespeare used corruption, betrayal, and deception as themes to portray guilt, sin, and retribution.
That was a lie. Marina wasn’t my mother, but it was the explanation we decided to give people, since my father didn’t want anyone outside the house to know who I really was.
“Kidnapping.”
I love her
“This is my first confession,” he said, telling me what to say next. I inched in, our lips nearly meeting as I stared at his mouth. “This is my first time.”
“Relax, my child. You’re in God’s hands now.”
I love this book
Oh, God, the wrap. The ACE bandage I wrapped around my chest to flatten myself.
Tears sprang to my eyes, embarrassment heating my skin.
BABBBBBBBYYYYYYY
Yes, I know. It was a laugh for him and a fantasy for me. What was I thinking? I couldn’t do this with him anyway. It could never happen.
Baby girl
“I want to take you to movies and hang out and go for drives and sit you on my lap like this whenever I want. And when we’re ready, we’ll take a long drive down to the inlet and to my family’s boathouse, and I’ll go slow with you.”
God, I wanted that. I wanted to believe it could ever happen.
My babby girl
A dark laugh I knew all too well followed, and I hurriedly fixed my shirt, knocking Kai’s hands away.
Kai must’ve felt me shaking, because he squeezed my arms, giving me reassurance.
My brother was never calm. If he wasn’t having it out with me now, he would eventually, and I wouldn’t see it coming.
Damon IS HER BROTHER WHAT WHAT WHt WHAAAAAAAAAT
He wasn’t taking in my appearance. He knew what I wore every day. They were his old clothes, after all.
I cant believe this oh my god
If anyone knew I was his sister, they’d question why I didn’t go to school with him, dress as nicely as him, or go to parties with him. And if anyone knew Gabriel Torrance was my father, they’d question why I wasn’t treated like a daughter. Too much of a story for people who didn’t need to know.
“I wouldn’t touch the dirty little rat if you paid me. Clean yourself up, honey.” He took the cigarette out of his mouth and blew out a stream of smoke. “Women are good for one thing, and you’re failing at even that.”
I had to get out of here. I hated it when he was mad at me. I’d go home and stay in my room, and when Damon got there later or in the morning, he’d find me sleeping right where I was supposed to be. Waiting for him.
Im at work and im about to cry
I sucked in a breath and watched as Damon towered over me, his carefully constructed calm now gone.
Imma cry
“I should rip off every single piece of clothing on your body right now. Everything I’ve given you. I told you all women were selfish, lying cunts. He doesn’t get to have you, and you don’t get to have him.” He bore down on me, the liquor on his breath wafting through my nostrils.
“Don’t touch me.” He slapped my hand away. “I told you not to get dirty.”
This hurts
He grabbed my jaw, and I whimpered as he pressed my back to a tree. “Why did you do this?” he gritted out. “I told you to never let a man touch you.”
“Oh, yes, he did.” His eyes narrowed on me. “And you liked it. All you sluts like it. You’re going to let him take you away from me. You’re going to screw me over, and if you do, I will kill you. Do you hear me? I will fucking kill you.”
My heart this hurts
My stomach rolled as I looked up at his dark eyes staring at me like I was dirt. Like I was his mother.
Oh no no no no no no
He reached up and gripped my arms, like he was ready to push me off, but then he stilled, and I kept my eyes shut, hoping. Please, love me again.
This hurts bc i know this feeling this abuse
“You can’t take him away from me,” he said in a low voice. “And he can’t take you away from me, either. You understand?”
His face softened, and I saw a small smile appear. “I know.” He caressed my hair. “Someday we’ll have our own house, and you can be free. I’ll surround you with a hundred fucking acres, and you can go wild. No one will ever look at you wrong or treat you badly.”
This is awful, stockholm syndrom
“We’re a pair, Nik. Everyone else comes and goes, but you never escape blood. Blood is forever.”
This hurts
“That way you get to see what he doesn’t want you to see.” His smirk disappeared. “Who he really is.”
CHAPTER 7
This fucking boooooooooooook
Banks
I love her
This was all for Damon. He was the only reason I stayed in this house. Remember the end game. Find him, get him home, and keep Kai and the rest of those pricks away from him.
A woman wasn’t good for much in this house, so I did everything I could to make my father and brother forget that I was one.
Even though it was true, it wasn’t flattering to hear. My brother was my world. But while I loved him more than I loved anything else in my entire life, I hated the way my father said it.
I bought all the muscle I could on the inside to make sure no one touched my brother, and when he got out last year, I cleaned up all of his messes.
“How many men have you been with?” he asked.
U cant ask her that
