Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“And you looked up to your brothers?”
I nod. “Yes. They doted on me when I was little. They let me bug them, taught me how to ride a bike, laughed when I played in the mud, and babysat me without complaint.”
“And then?”
“In their late teens, they started hanging with the wrong crowd. It pissed my mother off that they got involved in gang activity. She made them move out, but they often came around looking for money. When I was eighteen, my mother died. She had pneumonia, but she couldn’t afford the medicines or even doctor visits.”
“I’m so sorry, Little love. That must have been hard.”
“Yeah. I was living alone in the trailer home, but my brothers started coming around more. I hated it because they were always high. They would rummage through Mom’s things, hoping to find stuff to sell to buy more drugs.”
Navin’s brows furrow deeper, but he doesn’t interrupt.
“This went on for the past two years. They would come by and harass me every few months. Then a week ago, they all three came at the same time. It was the middle of the night. I was sound asleep, and they essentially kidnapped me.”
Navin stiffens, his hands going rigid on my hips.
I decide to continue. He wants to know what happened to me, so I’ll tell him, even though it’s not pretty. “They tied my wrists and ankles together, gagged me with one of my own T-shirts, stuffed me in the trunk of their car, and drove away from the only home I’ve ever known. They took me to a warehouse and…” I pause, pursing my lips. I haven’t stated these facts out loud before now. I’m embarrassed. My face is flushed.
“Go on, Little love,” he encourages with a gentle voice. “Tell Daddy what happened.”
“They sold me,” I whisper. “My own brothers sold me for drug money. They sold my virginity.”
Navin’s fingertips dig into my hips, but I don’t point it out. I kind of like how angry he is on my behalf and the fact that he doesn’t realize he’s gripping me too tightly.
“Was it this Mitchel guy who bought you?” he growls.
I nod. “Yes. He tossed me in the trunk of another car and drove away. It took two days to get here. For a while, I didn’t even know where here was. I soon realized Mitchel was just a middleman. We arrived in town in the middle of the night. He locked me in his basement and left me there. Whenever I slept, he would leave food and clean clothes. I had a bathroom and access to water, but for the past five days, I’ve had no contact with anyone.”
“He was waiting for a buyer?” Navin grits out.
“Yes. And he kept warning me that my pussy had better be untouched. I wouldn’t bring enough money if my hymen was broken.”
Navin’s entire body jerks. “Fuck, Brea.”
I nod and sit taller, determined to tell the rest. “I wasn’t about to let him sell me to someone. I didn’t care if he killed me, but I didn’t want someone to purchase me and rape me. So I did the only thing I could think of.”
Navin’s palm slides to my back. “You masturbated…”
I nod. I’m pretty proud of my ingenuity even though it was scary as fuck. “I did it every night. It was weird at first. I had no idea what I was doing.”
“What did you use, Little love?” he asks gently. “I didn’t see evidence of assault when I examined your pussy. I assume you were careful.”
I shiver at the thought of this man exploring my naked body while I was unconscious. “My fingers.”
“Did you encounter your hymen, Brea? Not everyone your age still has a hymen intact. Plenty of women who are virgins don’t have any skin blocking their entrance. It’s not foolproof.”
I shrug. “Yeah, I know. I took sex-ed in school, but Mitchel was hoping it would be visibly obvious that I was untouched, so I made sure it was not. It hurt the first time, and there was some blood, but I did it every day, and it stopped hurting. I knew I was stretching myself out. My hope was that if anyone forced my legs open to check, they would decide I was not a virgin.”
“It was a brilliant plan, Little love,” he praises.
I smile. “Thank you.”
“I hate to ask what led to yesterday.”
“Mitchel walked in on me while I was fucking myself. He was furious, and he stomped back up the stairs, screaming obscenities, telling me I would pay for fucking with his property. I quickly got dressed, but I only had time to put on jeans and a tank top before he was back. He grabbed me by the hair, yanked me up the stairs, and forced me into the trunk of his car again.”