The giant monster couldn’t take it anymore. He lunged at me. His big hand covered my throat and chin, the filthy fingers on my cheeks. “And I’ll fucking kill you for that, but not just yet.” His low, steady voice tied my stomach into a thousand knots. He laughed, as if he smelled my dread.
“Roar, what are you doing?” the mother asked.
The back of his other hand slid across my arm, and his gaze traveled down my nakedness. “I’m tired of this game. You’re not scaring the bitch enough. Now it’s my turn.” His fingers glided down my side and between my thighs.
My body shook with violent tremors. It didn’t matter how much I’d told myself whatever happened to me was a small price to pay for Annie’s life, and she’d suffered worse. There was no amount of courage or practice or training that would prepare a woman for this kind of monstrosity. The moment I was in it, I’d forgotten everything. All I could feel was the agony of having an unwanted hand on my body. The horror that I was about to be raped.
He licked my cheek. He fucking licked me. I tilted my head away from him as far as I could, my eyes closed despite me. The wet feeling of his tongue on my skin flipped my stomach. Then he probed a couple of fingers inside me.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. But I didn’t. I clenched my hands into fists to control my shaking, and my vagina to prevent him from going any deeper.
“The bitch is tight.” He shoved his fingers inside me.
Pain shot through my core. A scream burst out of me. I forced my eyes open and stared at him, my breasts heaving with every loud breath.
“This is not what we agreed on,” his woman objected.
“Shut up.” He held my gaze as he violated me with his fingers. He was enjoying it, savoring every moment of my humiliation. “I bet your ass would be even tighter,” he told me.
I mustered the biggest phlegm ball I could and spat it on his face.
“Fuck!” He yanked his fingers out of me, scratching my folds, and wiped his chin. My spit splattered on the dirt when he shook it off his hand. The hand on my neck tightened. He was so strong I had to gasp for breath.
He shoved his fingers back inside me. My stomach turned, and I hurled its contents all over him.
“Son of a bitch! I’ll fucking kill you right now!” he swore, and Dusty’s mother swore with him. Repeatedly. He was no longer inside me or touching me anywhere. His fingers turned claw-like in midair as he stared down at the vomit covering his cut, T-shirt, jeans and combat boots.
As much as I was glad his filthy hands weren’t in or on me anymore, sweat covered my forehead and trickled down my back, and I felt much colder than I already was. The vomiting wasn’t planned, but it worked in my favor. However, I was afraid of his next move.
“Come, baby. Let me get you cleaned up first,” Dusty’s mom said, already linking arms with him.
He jerked her arm off him. “Not before I kill that bitch.”
“We need her,” she reminded him under her breath.
He growled. “Fine.” His index finger jabbed in my face. “But when I return, you’d better have an answer for me, bitch, or you’re dead.”
He kept the menacing eye contact until he was satisfied, then he started. The threat didn’t bother me, but with it came a revelation I never wanted to understand.
Not when Bianca couldn’t look me in the eye when she said Cosimo couldn’t help with bringing Annie back and stopped talking to me after. Not when I never found my sister at any of the Night Skulls’ bars or clubs. Not now.
Not Ever.
Roar knew how much Dusty was suffering, and I was the only one who could free him. Why wouldn’t he bring me my sister and end his son’s misery? Why would he keep on threatening and torturing me instead?
It only meant one thing.
Cosimo didn’t grant his wife’s favor because he was protecting his business. He simply couldn’t. Annie wasn’t working the bars because…
“You don’t have my sister,” I murmured in disbelief.
The marching behind me stilled for a split-second. My heart skipped a beat. I waited for either of them to speak, to deny it, to lie, but the deafening silence was my answer.
“You killed Annie. You fucking killed my sister.”
CHAPTER 24
Dusty
