Chapter thirty six

AMELIA’s POV….

“What… what are you planning to do?” I asked him and I could hear cracks in my voice as I spoke to him.

How couldn’t there be cracks? He asked me to go on my knees and I didn’t know what he was planning to do. What if he was planning to hurt me? What would I do then? I swallowed as I stared at him, and just then, he came down to my level, raising my face to stare at him as he caressed my cheeks, gently.

“Little Breeche, are you sure you’re willing to go my way?” He asked me, again, and I nodded.

I had to get away from him. Sure, I was going to do something that I’d regret for the rest of my life by doing this, but I didn’t care. I had to do this. He had hurt me way too much already, I didn’t want to continue staying with him when all he wanted to do was hurt me.

“I am. Just do it.” I told him, closing my eyes as he got up.

I swallowed, he was going to hit me, I knew it. That was the only reason he took his belt off, anyway, wasn’t it? I could feel my heart beating extr