Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Grabbing his keys, she rushed out of the apartment but made sure to close the door carefully.
No one was waiting, and she rushed toward the elevator. When it seemed to be taking too damn long to open, she took the stairs.
Her heart pounded as she made a dash for the ground floor. She’d seen his car once, and she clicked the button, letting out a victory chuckle as she saw the lights flash.
Without waiting another second, she climbed behind the wheel, ignoring the pleasure she got from the scent and feel of the car. Since Rose had pretty much destroyed her life, she’d not been able to afford a car.
Turning over the ignition, she pulled out of the parking lot, and didn’t give herself time to think. Damon could punish her for this.
She wasn’t running away though or getting out of her deal. She just wanted to go and see her old place and to check on a kid that she’d kind of adopted, even though she was only seven years older than he was.
Every car she passed, she wondered if it was Damon or one of his goons. His life hadn’t touched her yet, but she’d seen it. He’d come home three times in the past month covered in blood.
At first, she’d been so scared because the look in his eye was that of a killer, not the man who brought her to a screaming orgasm.
She did notice that every time his work was hard or something went wrong, the passion he showed in the bedroom was rough. He was never gentle. He took and gave, making her burn and ache with equal measure.
Even now, she thought about his fingers as they sank into the flesh of her hips as he held her in place over the dining room table, pounding away inside her, making her beg and scream for more.
He didn’t let up until she screamed her release three times, and he erupted inside her.
That’s another thing he made sure to take care of.
The doctor had come to her and given her a shot with some instructions. The moment the deadline hit and Damon could take her without a condom, he’d been finishing inside her every chance he got.
Pulling out of the traffic, she pulled around the rotary before turning off toward the housing estate off the city.
She made another left and right, and came to a stop in front of the large building.
This had felt like a mansion when she first caught sight of it. Her and Rose’s income had made it hard to find a suitable accommodation, especially after Rose took all of their inheritance.
Putting the car into park, she climbed out and was sure to lock it. She didn’t want to give anyone the chance to steal it as it wasn’t her car.
Running fingers through her hair, she felt like she was breaking all kinds of rules, and rather than be sick, it was fun. So much fun.
Making her way inside the apartment block, she saw the elevator was once again out of order, and she took the stairs, going to her place. She got to the door and was about to try the handle when Alex told her not to.
“There’s already someone living there,” Alex said.
She turned her head to the left and saw Alex. He didn’t look ill, and for her that was a plus.
“Alex,” she said.
“You’re not supposed to be here.”
“What do you mean?”
“We both know you belong to Damon Travers now, and he’s going to be so upset when he finds out you left.”
“I needed to check on a few things.” And she was tired of feeling like she was locked in a tower of her own. “I wanted to see if there was anything left and I wanted to come and see you.” She gave the boy a hug. “How have you been? How is everything at home? Have you been eating? Do you need money?” She tried not to wince at her last question purely because she didn’t have any money to give.
“I’m doing fine. Damon, he, erm, he actually comes and gives me money.”
This made her pause. “He does?”
“Yeah, says it’s from you.”
“Oh.”
“I’m guessing you didn’t know about that?”
She shook her head. Resting her back against the wall, she slid down it, not even caring if she was getting her new jeans dirty by the floor. Alex took a seat beside her.
“How are you?” Alex asked.
“I’m doing okay, you know. I can’t really complain.” Her life was good. More than good, better than good.
“I was scared for you when I saw Damon. You do know who he is, right?”
“I’d heard of him.”
“Your sister is a bitch for getting him involved.”
“Don’t say things like that.”
“Come on, Meghan. I know she’s your sister, but you’ve got to see how stupid it all is? She did this.”