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 worked so hard to not have sex after Bill saved me. I realized I needed to get away. Start a life for myself. The next year, I was introduced to Adam. He was on the run, going to Vegas, and I begged him to take me with him. I saw an opportunity to get the fuck away from here.
Adam runs a hand down his face. “I know it’s hard to come to terms—”
“Come to terms with what?” I bark, not liking the accusation.
“Everett, you were trained.”
I give a manic laugh. “Are you saying that I begged you to fuck me?”
His eyes soften but he says nothing.
“No.” I lick my lips. “We didn’t…” I trail off. “I would remember that.”
He opens a drawer and pulls out an envelope. Removing the contents, he holds something out to me.
I take it with shaking hands, and my heart leaps in my chest at what I see. I’m lying in the center of the bed, tied, spread eagle, with a blindfold over my eyes. Adam stands at the foot of the bed, also naked, with his dick in his hand and his cum covering my pussy and thighs.
“No,” I whisper as my legs give out, and I fall onto the edge of the couch. “This isn’t me…” Tears sting my eyes. “We didn’t.” But we did, and it is me.
I had gained maybe twenty pounds here from when Bill pulled me out of Dollhouse, but I’m still too thin. They didn’t make sure to keep you fed while in training, but the drugs also helped curb your appetite. Plus, starvation keeps you weak.
“I’m sorry, Eve,” he says softly. “I didn’t know that you didn’t remember. We just never talked about it. You were really drunk and showed up at my room. I was drunk, wallowing in my own pity that night that I had to leave home, my mom dead, my sister running to Vegas… I should have told you no. I took advantage of you.”
“It was pity sex.” I sniff, understanding what he means. “I begged you to fuck me. I took advantage of you.”
“No. That’s not what happened at all,” he rushes out.
I glance up at him.
“You’re beautiful, Eve. And that night you were upset. You were trained to serve.” I flinch at his words, but that’s only because they’re true. “It wasn’t your fault. I should have said no and put you to bed to sleep, but I was weak. I took total advantage of the situation, and I’m sorry for that.”
“I… Why can’t I remember?” I ask more to myself. After Evan told me we had sex, I was able to remember bits and pieces. Maybe not every time, but there was something there. “Why don’t I remember with you?”
He shrugs. “I can’t answer that.”
“Where did you get this?” I hold up the photo.
“Isabella gave it to Haidyn after their training senior year. She was blackmailing him. Told him she had proof I was in Vegas and that if he didn’t give her what she wanted, she’d make sure I was found and charged for the death of the missing girl that I didn’t kill.”
This just keeps getting better and better. “So Haidyn has seen this picture of me naked, tied to a bed, with your cum between my legs.”
He sighs. “He didn’t know it was you.”
I stand and he takes a step toward me. “Please don’t.” I hold out my hand and he steps back, giving me space.
“I’ll call Kash—”
“No,” I rush out. “I just want to be alone.” I’m on the verge of tears. I’m a fucking train wreck. A whore. I told Ashtyn I hadn’t fucked Kashton’s friends. Turns out that’s a lie. I did. Threw myself at him from what it sounds like.
“Eve—”
“I’m sorry,” I interrupt him.
“You have nothing to be sorry for.”
I rub my sweaty hands on my jeans before taking a step back. “I have to go. I’m sorry I interrupted your day.”
KASHTON
I’m standing in the basement with Saint and Haidyn. Both of them are in shit moods today. I, on the other hand, woke up in a great mood. It’s going to be even better in a couple hours when I’m in bed with my wife.
My cell rings, and I see its Adam. “I’ll be right back,” I tell the guys and rush toward the stairs. They still don’t have his contact information that I know of, and if he’s calling me, it has to be about Eve. Last I heard the cops were at a standstill since the woman disappeared. They don’t have enough evidence yet on my girl to bring her in, but they’re searching for it.
“Hello?” I answer before running up the stairs. “Everything okay?” I look down over the railing from the second floor to make sure they’re not following me. I push open the door and step out into the hallway.