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“Now. We need to discuss the matter of your maidenhead.”
“As you should know, your virginal state is a gift meant only for God. It is not for your husband to take,”
“And so as a shepherd of God, I make it my sacred duty to become the vessel for this offering. Now. Before your union with Patrick.”
And yet, I cannot help but think bitterly about my mother, wondering if the small speck of darkness I saw in her eyes before I came here was her knowing what was to come. Knowing she was allowing this, and still leading me to my slaughter.
“I liked you better when you were terrified of me.”
“Saw little miss sunshine today,” I say while leaning back into the sun, referring to his girlfriend’s namesake.
My adrenaline spikes
Ron Jeremy.”
One day, I’ll get him back for what he did.
cilice
There’s no way I just saw who I think I just saw.
and she flinches,
“Or better yet, sign the damn papers.”
when I see her freeze in front of me. It’s visceral and so sudden that it leaves me frozen along with her.
I find her trembling, her eyes as wild as when I saw her earlier this morning.
“You have her life line etched in the palm of your hand,”
“Her
“Hers.”
“You’ve been bound before.” She pauses, eyes dancing back and forth. “And have experienced many lives together,”
I’m being followed.
“Penelope…”
Patrick
blaigeard.”
“And if any of you ever try to get close to me again, you’ll have to go through my husband first.”
“Have I ever seen you in this dress before?” he says, his eyes looking slightly unfocused as if trying to recall something.
It’s then I realize the color of his pocket square. Red. Just like my dress.
Did he just look disappointed?
“Stay,” he says, jumping out before I can reply. A few moments later, he’s opening my car door and my eyes are practically rolling into the back of my head.
“I can be your favorite asshole behind closed doors.”
“My wife,”
as if playing a different person is second nature to her. I’m suddenly very curious indeed to see where this will lead us.
until my eyes land back on Connor, and realize his gaze is on me.
Something about him feels slimy but I can’t place what.
I stopped believing that men in power were anything but evil the moment I heard the door lock in my father’s office all those years ago. And Connor is no exception.
The same hand that was moments ago somewhere it should not have been, curls around my own, while he presses a kiss to my knuckles.
He then traces the thumb over his lips, his gaze searing into me and I lick my own lips in response. “Hurry back, wife,” he whispers.
“Don’t play dumb with me Connor, I swear you had a fucking boner everytime you said that word tonight.
“I think what turns you on is the ownership attached to the word itself. Don’t forget that I know you, husband.”
“You get off on power. It’s the one sure thing that makes you feel worthy. But don’t forget, power is a fickle thing.”
In the meantime I’ll use my other valuable chess piece—the queen.
“Wasn’t my place to say something was it?” It’s my turn to stare at him, admittedly a little dumbfounded.
“You could have just asked, you know,” his voice dripping with lewd intent.
“Your orgasms,” he points at me with the two fingers holding his joint and then jerks his thumb back to him, “are now mine.”
I want to eat at the table of Mrs. Connor Maxwell until I’ve had my fill. And right now? I’m insatiable.
hearing a faint jingling like the sound of bells chiming
there are no bells in my entire fucking house.
“My wife.”
She just fucking slapped me.
“Why don’t you be a good little wife and come all over your husband’s cock.”
I can feel the fracture taking form inside of me.
