"Right, the idiot boy that you swear is the best thing since sliced bread, and your daughter decided she wants to spend the rest of her life with is whipped as f*ck. He spent the last few days moaning and groaning about her wanting her dress from this place, and that's the only place that'll do. And since my kid wants what she wants, I have to get it for her.""The f*cking pandemic has made it damn near impossible to go anywhere, so the plans I was making to send you and your girls with her to England had to be squashed, so Mancini came up with a plan. I'd go as a surprise and take Caitlin's measurements with me since I'm not about to expose you or my kids to that sh*t .""Oh!" Oh sh*t . I tried smiling once the fear and anger subsided, but the look on his face did not bode well for my ass. He didn't say another word for about two minutes, and I was starting to sweat as I tried to remember all that I'd said in my anger. Then he leaned in close and got right in my face until I could
I needed to get away from Jason so that I could think clearly. His words and actions are confusing, to say the least, since any kind of real relationship has never been in the works for me. In all the time I've been on the run, that's the one thing I never thought of. In fact, I've pretty much resigned myself to the idea of either dying young or spending the rest of my life behind bars after I've taken care of everything that I need to.Today I'd made it halfway there and am now way ahead of schedule. I thought for sure it would take me a much longer time to find Cierra Stone, the one that got away. I told her the bare bones of how I came to know of her, but I didn't share the fact that she'd become a kind of obsession for me. Or that it was she in a roundabout way that had given me hope of escaping the life that had been foisted upon me.I first overheard the name Cierra Stone one drunken night when I was in my early teens. By then, my captors had felt safe enough to let their gua
By then, I was thirteen years old, and it had been five long years since I'd been taken. I was the only kid in the room lying back against one of the overstuffed cushions they had strewn around on the floor as they got high. Maybe they forgot that I was there, or maybe they just didn't care since I was nothing to them anyway. I'd been so beaten down by then, at least in their eyes, that they saw me as nothing more than a mindless object, something that was there for their pleasure and enjoyment.They started reminiscing, and that conversation led to Cierra Stone and how they'd missed that one. I have no idea why my mind decided to latch onto that, but it did. Someone had escaped them, not the same, but it was enough to spark a flame inside me. I listened to everything that day, sucking it all up as I imagined this person like me, who'd been lucky enough to escape their clutches. She became my obsession and my hope.For the next five years, I played them for fools. Though schooling
I felt a little sick at what I was about to do, which in itself is saying a lot, but it had to be done. There's no way I'll ever fit in here, and the sooner they learn that, the better, especially Jason. I'm not one of them and never will be. There are kids here, and I'm sure if they knew half of what my life was like, they wouldn't want me around their precious children; I know I wouldn't.I've seen and done too much ever to hope to fit into polite society. So even though I felt close to tears at the thought of what might've been had my life not been derailed, I still carried through. First, I found the two teenage boys I'd seen hanging around, checking me out as any hormonal teenager would. I wasn't feeling brave enough to approach one of the husbands directly. That felt like too much of a betrayal.Still, I sent the boys away after they gave me what I wanted, though, in the back of my mind, I was pretty sure they'd hang around somehow. That couldn't be helped and may even help w
What the hell? This isn't how this was supposed to go. I for damn sure didn't know the little girls were around, or I'd have come up with something else or found some other way to get my point across. Shame burned a hole in my cheeks, and it only got worst when the women came in. "You were right Catalina, that was really good Roxy, where did you learn to dance like that?"What did Cierra mean that the kid was right, right about what? I hadn't seen her around when I talked to her brothers, and not even they knew what I was up to. When I looked at her, all I saw was an innocent little girl with a pleasing smile on her face, but her eyes… what just happened? I looked around at all of them, trying to make sense of all this, and when I glanced upstairs, I was surprised to see a line of backs. What kind of men are these anyway? I put on one hell of a show, and not one of them made a move? And what about their wives? Why are they all smiling at me like that? Didn't they know what I was
Jason didn't look pissed when he walked into the room. Annoyed, sure, but not disappointed or disgusted the way I'd hoped. I'm still not sure what happened to my grand plan, but from the way the little girls were whispering to each other while looking in my direction, I got the sneaking suspicion that they had something to do with it failing, especially Catalina.As soon as the women saw Jason, they grinned and made their excuses to leave, leaving us alone as they dragged the girls off with them. He didn't say anything for the longest while, and me, the girl who'd long given up caring what anyone thought, found myself squirming under his knowing gaze."What? Just spit it out." Maybe he knew after all. When he clasped my nape and pulled me in, I thought he was going to say something harsh, but instead, the words he whispered in my ear confused the hell out of me. "Whatever you were planning, it backfired.""I don't know what you're talking about." I didn't look into his eyes; when
I led her to my room, where I saw that my sister was being funny again. There were clothes on the bed for Roxana along with toiletries. Ash had obviously brought them here instead of taking them to the room Roxana had used as a show of acceptance. Gideon had said he would talk to her about my feelings because as brave as I am, for some odd reason, I can never face my sister with certain things.I didn't make a big deal of it, and neither did she. "I'll leave you to get cleaned up; I'll be back by the time you're done." I kissed her forehead one last time before leaving the room, reveling at the fact that this whole situation had turned out completely different than either of us had imagined.I'm still a bit put out with her for her actions, but I can understand why she did what she did. I learned something, though; I learned that these men, even though they don't know me, have a creed that's pretty similar to mine and my brother's. The way they all tried to protect her while talkin
I sat on the bed after he left, trying to get my thoughts together. I realize that I've been doing that a lot since coming here, in fact since the night Jason invaded my space. I wonder why these people are going this far? I had tunnel vision coming here. My only interest had been in getting to Cierra, but I hadn't given much thought to what comes next.I needed to see her with my own eyes, the woman I'd held in some sort of esteem since learning of her existence. I got up and went into the shower that was attached to the room. This place defies reason. I'd spent the last five years sleeping and living rough; now, here I am quite literally in the lap of luxury. Too bad it doesn't feel any different here than it had in that abandoned shell of a building. I can't relax enough to enjoy anything the place has to offer.I let my mind wander as the hot water ran down over me, reliving my failed attempt at getting under everyone's skin. I flicked off the water a few minutes later with a f