Total pages in book: 331
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
I take a step back and let myself lean against the bathroom wall. I’m exhausted. I haven’t slept in days, too worried about my girl.
“Sin met us there. He brought a couple of things I thought I would need. I was instructed to put you in a room; you were given a drug that the Lords ordered you to have.” It was hell listening to her scream, not knowing what she was experiencing but knowing that it was me she was picturing hurting her. She seemed awake, but she wasn’t. Her eyes were open, and her body shook, and she begged me…fuck, she begged me so many times to stop hurting her. It was unlike anything I’d ever seen before.
I’ve watched men and women beg for their lives at Carnage, but I’ve never given a fuck about them. Their pleas fell on deaf ears. To know the one you love thinks you’re hurting them is a different kind of hell.
Everett steps into me, and I keep my hands to myself. “So you didn’t let them rape me?” Her watery eyes search mine, but they look hopeful. That just maybe I’m not the monster she saw me as.
“No.” I hate that she could even think I’d let that happen. She sees me as a monster, otherwise she wouldn’t have hallucinated it. Even if it is far back in her mind, it’s still there. “I’d never let anyone touch you, let alone hurt you.”
Her eyes drop to my shirt, and her soft cries fill the room before she pushes her body into mine.
I wrap my arms around her, and she breaks into a sob. “It felt…so real.”
“I know.” I kiss her hair, letting out a long breath. “I’m so sorry, Eve.”
I’ve been there. I of all people know how real a hallucination can feel. I saw all my brothers and Ashtyn dead. I heard Ashtyn scream for me to save her and carried her body in my arms after I watched the Lord slit her throat while he was raping her. I felt my brothers’ blood on my hands as they hung from the ceiling.
“You’re okay.” Eve tightens her hold on me. “I’ll never hurt you.” I’ll kill myself before I ever let her think I’d do her any harm.
FIFTY-FOUR
EVERETT
“Wake up, Eve.”
My face is slapped, and I jolt awake. “Hmm?” I mumble into the gag.
Kashton bends down and picks up a bloody razor blade and holds it in front of my heavy eyes. “Hold still. It would be a shame to cut this pretty face.” He chuckles. “It was the only rule I had for the Lords.”
I stiffen when he grabs the top piece of the tape and slowly starts to run the razor blade down it, cutting it away. He rips the last piece off and removes the gag.
My head hangs forward, and I spit and cough, trying to get the nasty sour taste out of my mouth.
“So pretty.” He places his hands on either side of my face and forces my head back so I have to look up at him.
“Fuck you.” I spit in his face. He takes his right hand and slaps me hard while his left hand holds it in place. I taste blood, and I spit that on him too. “Fucking kill me, you bastard,” I shout, fisting my hands behind my back.
He shakes his head, making a tsking sound. “I watched the tape of you here, Eve. How much you enjoyed it. The cum that dripped from your overused cunt. I know it’s been a while, but I think I can get you back to that doll who begged to be played with.”
His thumb runs over my lips, and he leans down, pressing his mouth to mine. I sink my teeth into his lip, biting until I taste his blood this time. We’ll both bleed.
Kashton pulls back with a growl and slaps me across the face once more.
I want to cry, but the force has the rope pulling tight on my neck, and it takes my breath away.
“I’m doing this for us.” He huffs. “Ungrateful bitch.”
I give a manic laugh, sucking in a breath that burns my lungs, staring up at the ceiling. My vision is cloudy, and my head is pounding. How long have I been here? What do I have to do to pass? Just survive? I’m not sure that’s possible.
“I’ll prove to you that you enjoyed it.” I lower my head to watch him grab a syringe out of his pocket.
My heart shatters because I know what it is. I don’t stand a chance. All Lords play dirty, and he’s no different.
He stabs me in the arm and plunges the drugs into me. Then he steps back and tosses the syringe to the side. “Now let’s hear you count each time you come on their cocks.”