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I don’t.
And at the exact moment she slides her fingers lower, to glide the trail of wetness over the serpent tattooed on her sternum, my phone explodes in my pocket.
The buzzing is like a chainsaw going off, slicing straight through whatever spell had suffocated me. I finally manage to tear myself away from the kitchen island, not bothering to look up at the girl and confirm whether she knows I’m still here.
When I see that unknown number flashing on the screen in my palm, I know the time has come.
The blood on my hands never stops.
28
For the first time since I’ve been held here, my three captors are gone.
As in fully gone.
Ky at least had the decency to text me and let me know they were required to go away for a few days, although when I pressed him for more details, he said he couldn’t tell me.
The occasional delivery has been dropped off to the house by burly ogres outfitted in combat gear—part of the team I saw manning the gated entrance. They leave me fresh produce and groceries. All the things I asked for with my list. In fact, as I unpack everything into the double-door fridge, I can’t help but notice there only seems to be the foods I eat in here.
Are they really intending to be gone that long that they’ve cleared all their own items out?
Whatever, I can’t be bothered trying to fathom what goes through their heads. They all have their secrets and mysteries, and I’m just their vengeance against a man who is rotting in hell.
So I fill my days with a horribly simplistic sort of routine that makes me feel one part house cat, one part forest hermit. After waking up, I make use of the gym, cook for myself, explore a little in the woods closest to the house, and spend the remainder of my time in and around the pool. My notebook is overflowing with sketches and tattoo designs, and at least my creativity seems to be thrilled with all this space and time on my hands. Even if the circumstances leading to my artistic endeavors now bursting at the seams are less than ideal.
On one of the days, I find myself feeling oddly bold enough to properly snoop through their bedrooms. Ky’s is first on my list to explore. It’s surprisingly tidy yet also feels somewhat unlived-in. I suppose he and Raven might share the same bed most of the time? It’s near impossible to get a read on their situationship, but I can tell their feelings for each other run far deeper than merely being fuck buddies.
Or enjoying sharing other women together.
God, the memories of the gardens and being with both of them sends a flood of heat to my pussy.
I quickly shake my head free of any thoughts of their impressive dicks. For all I know, the two of them have been busy railing multiple women in the time they’ve been gone from the compound.
Annnnd now the jealous bitch is back, sitting on my shoulder whispering in my ear. Reminding me that men like these monsters are only interested in a fuck wherever they can find one. What they did with me that night was only because Thorne had purchased my body to be used. I mean absolutely nothing to them. That fact has been made abundantly clear.
Continuing my nosing around, I poke through Ky’s drawers and discover a few extra tees that smell like him. Immediately, I grab a couple to squirrel away with me. The others I’ve been wearing on repeat have lost the heaviness of his scent, and unfortunately, I’ve Stockholm syndromed my way into craving having him pressed against my body.
Yup. I’m seriously fucked in the head.
My phone is in my hand, and I pull up the text message thread he’s been blowing up. I’ve ignored his latest, leaving him on read for now. It’s all he deserves after purposely trying to rile me up while he’s not here.
A smile plays on my lips as I read back over our most recent exchange from earlier today.
Admit it.
I won’t do anything of the sort.
With you, I never know what you’re after.
You know you want to.
No. I really don’t.
Go on. Admit it, baby girl.
There’s nothing I need to admit to.
Yeah, but you miss my pretty face.
