“But―”
“Shh…” He places his hand over my mouth, preventing me from speaking. “Don’t say anything you’ll regret. I don’t want to hear it. I will tell you when I am willing to receive your judgment, but it’s not today. Today, there is much more work to be done, starting with sending those pictures to them so they will stop looking for you and leave us in peace.”
He smiles, his voice darkening with every word he speaks. “And today is also the day that I will regain your trust by whatever means necessary. I may be sorry for the things we did to you, your mother, and your friend, but I’m not sorry for making love to you the way I did. I have wicked cravings, and I don’t deny that they are rather … objectionable, but that is just the way I am and you will have to learn to accept it. I know you will, in time. You crave them, too, after all. Which is what I plan to do for the rest of today after I’ve sent these pictures off. The talking part is done now, so I’ll continue with my conquest to rule your body. Make it mine again. Hearing yourself beg is the only way to realize how much you truly need me.”
With his body, he presses me down on the mattress, making me painfully aware of the fact that we’re both still naked, that I’m trapped in this room, and that his cock is growing firm again.
There is no way I can say no. Even if I said it a million times, he wouldn’t listen, and it wouldn’t be true. Because deep down in my heart, I know that I still want his love.
However wretched it is.
Accompanying song: “Cain” by Cousin Marnie
Providence, Rhode Island – June 8th, 2013
It’s been six days since I’ve been outside. Six days since I found out the truth about my horrifying experience, since I discovered Sebastian had been part of the plot the whole time. Six days since Sebastian contacted the men and told them that he had captured me and taken me back where I belong.
They had not contacted him up until now, which had us both anxiously waiting. I’m still uncertain as to what Sebastian’s motives are and whether he truly wants to bring them to justice, but I can do nothing other than trust him. He accepts nothing less.
His wound has healed, but mine hasn’t. A scar is in its place, on both his shoulder and my heart. It seems as though being shot hasn’t had the slightest effect on him. His strength and conviction are even more present than before. These last few days, he has degraded me and turned me into a slave for his love. I’ve grown accustomed to his roughness, his bad streak, his never-ending lust. My body and mind have come to expect no less from him, and I even find myself enjoying it. I’ve left my morals behind me, and I feel free around him. There is only one thing keeping me from letting go completely: Ashley.
Sebastian promised me that he would do everything to get her to safety, too, but it’s not going to be easy. The men do not trust him anymore, so they’re probably keeping tabs on him, which is why he needs to regain their trust.
I’m sitting at the table, eating lunch with Sebastian when his phone rings. As he takes the call, his face turns pale. “What? You told them?”
He suddenly slams his fork into the table, startling me. “You promised me that you’d do it! I don’t fucking care about your safety.”
He spews the words like spitting lava from his mouth. “Fuck you, too. I’ll deal with you later.”
He slams the phone down on the table and roars out loud. I’ve never seen him so violent before, and it makes me want to back away from this room slowly, except, I know he wouldn’t allow it.
“What’s going on?” I ask.
“Fucking imbecile at the hospital!” Sebastian rages, shoving his chair back and getting up. “I told him to keep his damn mouth shut, but he couldn’t take the pressure yet again.”
“What happened?”
Now he directs his anger toward me. His icy blue eyes could almost kill someone right now; that’s how sharp they look. “I told them that you were at the hospital, and I got one of the doctors who work there to lie for me. And now he stopped lying.”
“Oh, no…”
He’s pacing around the room like a madman. “Oh, yes, and he told them that you were missing. Again. Succumbed to their pressure.”
My eyes widen, and my stomach knots. I’m suddenly not hungry anymore. It takes one second to realize what this means. “They think I’m with you.”
“Yes. The doctor said they’d be calling me in a minute, which is why I’m going to the library right now.”
“I’m coming with you.”
“What?” he snaps. “You’re insane for even suggesting that.”