Words they’ve lorded over me from the moment of her birth.
I exhale shakily as Rafe holds my gaze. I’ve known this man for merely days, yet I feel a strong, unexplainable connection. Almost like we’ve met before, and I know I can trust him.
“I will keep her safe.Te lo prometto, Stellina. I promise you.”
I find myself opening up in a way I never have before as I search his eyes filled with sincerity. “You need to promise that she will remain cared for when…when I return to Nico. I need to know she’ll have a good life. Away from harm.”
Rafe’s jaw clenches even as he nods once. “You have my word. For what it’s worth.”
I lift my hand between us to brush the backs of my fingers across his cheek. “Thank you.”
His expression shows his gratitude before he straightens, and my hand drops from his face. “I will personally see to her safety if you tell me where to find her.”
“She’s in South Brook. At my parents’ house.” My heart aches as I take a minute to finish my sentence, knowing where this conversation is inevitably going and unsure if I have the strength to go there right now. “She doesn’t know I’m her mother. Skye thinks I’m her big sister.”
Rafe’s forehead puckers in question, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. “Why?”
I scoot my ass back along the bed, resting my back against the frame to hold Rafe’s gaze. “On the night of my seventeenth birthday, I’d planned on sleeping with my boyfriend. It was to be my first time?—”
I break off as nausea swirls in my stomach.
“You don’t need to tell me if it’s too?—”
“No.” Suddenly, I’m overwhelmed with the need to tell my story. To put my trust in someone who just might be deserving of it. “Iwantto.”
Something like approval flashes in Rafe’s dark eyes as he nods for me to continue.
“I left the extravagant party my parents had thrown for me. It was still in full swing, so no one would miss us. He went to get something from his car, and I went to wait for him upstairs in my bedroom.”
Rafe’s entire body bristles as I stop to take a deep breath before continuing.
“I’d stripped down into the negligee I’d bought for the occasion and climbed into bed. But Harrison took so long that I wound up drifting off to sleep.”
I groan deeplyin my sleep, the sound waking me as I edge closer and closer to orgasm. The only light in the room is coming from the streetlights outside, allowing me to look down along my body. I moan and watch, enraptured when I see Harrison’s blonde head between my legs.
He’s lapping at me slowly, achingly slowly, until I’m writhing beneath him, and when he slips a long finger into my soaked pussy, I go off like a firecracker.
“Yes, Harrison.Yes. I’m coming!”
He stills as my orgasm plows through me, and it takes me several long moments to come down from the heights he’s driven me. My vision clears as I blink once, then twice, and horror immediately replaces my euphoria.
Because the man kneeling naked between my legs is clearlynotHarrison, but his father – and my father’s business partner.
“Mr. Danvers?”
The sound of my heart pounding in my chest fills my ears, as fear and disgust tear through me, but before I can gather myself, he moves over me. “Call me Jeremy.”
His palm covers my mouth as his heavy body pins me in place.
“Shush now, baby.” His pupils are blown as I feel his hard length rub against my wetness, and I buck my hips frantically, trying to throw him off. “I’ve seen how you look at me.”
I shake my head desperately, wriggling my hips as best as I can. Trying my hardest to move away from his intrusion.
“I’ve seen you wearing those slutty clothes for me, baby. Such a fucking tease. Begging for my cock.” He leans right down over me, his lips brushing my ear. “Begging me to fuck you.”
I choke on a sob as his palm presses even harder over my mouth, his girth rubbing against me.
“Your mouth says no, sweetheart, but this body is begging to be fucked.” He pumps his hips, and the tip of his cock slips inside the wetness he put there for this exact purpose. “See, baby? You’re ready for me. Dripping for me.”
