Page 18 of Twisted Lies


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"She may be a whore, but she's beautiful, isn't she?" His voice has lowered to a level that can almost be called soft. "She was even more beautiful back then. But then I found out she was one of them, and I couldn't allow her back into the family. She needed to be punished for ruining my life! When I found out that they were going to give her back to my nephew, I took my chance. I tricked them, didn't I, my little dirty whore? They thought I was taking you back to your family. Little did they know I had other plans for you."

"Uncle Liam, what are you talking about? Just let her go…please," I say through clenched teeth.

He stares at me as if I've grown two heads. "Let her go? Now, why would I do that? She mine! She will forever be my dirty little whore." He squeezes her breast again, and she cries out.

"You don't have to hurt her, Uncle Liam!"

"Oh, but she loves it when I hurt her." He lets go of her breast but grips her jaw. "Do you remember when I had to mark up this pretty face and body, and then I fucked you repeatedly just so we could have that beautiful photo session. You put up such a good fight, but alas, you were no match for me. Especially when I had Lyle come in and hold you facedown. God, fucking your ass for the first time was the best fuck I’ve ever had. The way I drugged you up and gave you that glassy-eyed effect. You played dead wonderfully.

We sure did fool that nephew of mine, didn’t we? He didn’t deserve to keep you anyway. You were always meant to serve me. I was so proud of how well you did in those pictures that I fucked you on that dirty floor so many times. I rewarded you…I sure did! Allowing you to let Lyle also have you over and over.” Liam is certifiably insane, as he keeps talking.

“I should have also sent the other photos of you that I had taken. The ones of you taking both of us together. Fuck, now that was hot. That was the first time I ever had my cock rub against another cock, but it was worth it. You enjoyed it, too. You came so fucking hard. I decided that night that I would keep you, didn't I? It’s a good thing, too. You know what else is a good thing? That I didn’t let Lyle come inside you when he fucked you," he says, sliding his hand back down her body and massaging her stomach. "It was such a good thing, because we made a baby during those wild fuck sessions, didn’t we? A beautiful baby girl. Cayley was our little miracle."

I have a sister?

Jesus. He was going to have me marry my half-sister? What the actual fuck? Now Pretty Bird's…I mean, my mother's reaction makes sense.

"You can't be serious? What sick fuck would marry his own daughter to her sibling? Better yet, what sicko would have a son fuck his mother? How do you not see how depraved and disgusting that is?" My face twists in repulsion.

"She's a whore! It's not like I was having you fuck a kid into her!" Liam laughs.

"No, but you were going to have me do it to my sister?" I think I'm going to be sick.

"Cayley is pure and innocent. She will make a fine wife for you…"

"You're sick, Liam…you need fucking help!"

His head snaps my way. "No, I'm not the sick one! I only did whattheyhave been doing for years! At least I didn’t sell her…I kept her for myself. After what their father did to my fiancée, it was payback time! I killed two birds with one stone!"

What the fuck does he mean by that?

The madness is back in his eyes as he pulls up my mother's dress again. "Come here, boy. Do as you're told, or you will get thrown back into that cell of yours and severely caned."

"Get your hands off her! I won't tell you again…"

"Awe, look at that, my nephew won't even fuck you. What does that say about you?" He's glaring at my mother now. "You're nothing but a dumb whore who can't even get a boy to fuck you! What good are you?"

Liam pulls his arm from around my mother's neck to grip and yank her hair back before raising his other hand. I take this moment to move, and I throw myself at him before he can strike her. I hear my mother yelp, most likely due to her hair being pulled, so I don't give her my attention. Instead, I straddle Liam, just like I did Brock, and let my fists rain down on his face.

He blocks some of my punches, and then we roll, but I don't allow him to get me under him. I'm forty years his junior and have something to fight for. I'm not going down without a fight!

"Why?" I grab his shirt and drive my fist into his jaw. "Why did they take Ryan?"

The fucker laughs. "It's the Huntley Curse, boy! Ryan belonged with them; all whores belong with the D'Angelos. Ask your mother…"

I grab his hair and slam his head into the floor, but then he flips us, and I can't stop him from pinning me, but I keep swinging. He's too busy trying to block my punches to get any in of his own, so then he wraps his hands around my neck and begins choking me. My energy is running low. I haven't exerted myself like this in a long time. I had hoped I would last longer, but I have to give it to the old man…he isn't weak.

"A Huntley took something of theirs, so they would keep taking something precious to a Huntley. You wanted to know why…that's why." He tightens his hands, and I begin to see spots, but Liam keeps talking. "They took your mother and fucked her repeatedly. They made it well known that she was their whore, fucking her in front of guests at parties and such. Rumor had it the middle brother was falling in love with her. They were planning on marrying her off to Sergio and all three would fuck their heirs into her. Then they found out that they had made a horrible mistake…"

He gives me a little air, and I fight him some more until he cuts it off again. I see my mother moving around, but I continue fighting his grip. My legs kick out, and I buck the best I can, but I can't dislodge him.

Liam leans in. "Your mother is such a whore that she let her brothers fuck her every which way. All. Three. Of. Them."

I stop fighting when I hear what he just said. My mother is their half-sister…the one who was adopted.

"That's why they let her go, but I swooped in and claimed her as my own whore. Only, I disappeared with her and staged her death, continuing their vendetta against our family, hence why your whore was taken."

My arms go limp, and I can't fight it anymore. My body begins to convulse, then goes limp as the darkness shrouds around me…

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