Page 42 of Vow of Hate

“So you came in here and rode that chair until you found another orgasm? You continue to surprise me, Sienna.” He finally moves and kneels down before me, cupping my face. Tears are still seeping from my eyes. “I’ve really brought out the sex kitten in you, haven’t I?”

“Don’t mock me. I don’t know what’s happening to me.”

“You finally got a taste of pleasure and now you’re addicted. It’s normal.”

“I don’t think any of this is normal. I want my own body back. This is all your fault. I hate you.”

“As you said.”

“I hate you,” I whisper. “Just let me go. Let me feel normal again.”

Dante releases my face and stands up. “I’m not letting you go, Sienna.”

“Then why did you walk away after putting your mouth on me?”

He doesn’t respond.

“Please!” I cry. “Why?”

“Go take another bath. You need to get cleaned up after…” He motions at me and the chair and the dildo still inside my body.

“Do I disgust you?” I whisper. Edward’s words come back to me. “Am I disgusting?”

“No.” Without explaining anything else, Dante leaves the room. My body is aching as I get off the chair. My inner walls feel empty. I need more but I don’t go back for more.

I leave the room and watch as Dante goes into another one – his office from the looks of it before he shuts the door. Shutting me out. What did I do wrong?

I need to leave. I need to get back to my mom. I can’t stay here and let Dante ruin my life like this.

Since he didn’t lock me back up, I run for the front door and this time, it opens up easily. I know my mother is alive. I just need to get back to my old house. I don’t even care if Dante follows me. If he tries to stop me.

As long as he doesn’t go after my mom, I don’t care. I just need to see her again. I need to know that I’m ok.

I run through the street, despite it being day time. More people are out. More people to stare at me and yet no one stops me as I keep running. No one offers their help.

It takes me a couple of hours but I finally make it back to my home. Dante hasn’t come for me. He’s either toying with me or he truly doesn’t know I left.

Right now, I don’t care. I just need to see my mom.

I pound on the door and after a long moment, it cracks open. My mom’s face is on the other side.

“Sienna?” she gasps out, wrenching the door open.

“Mom,” I sob. “You’re alive.” I throw my arms around her but she stumbles back, wincing. “I’m sorry.”

She clutches her stomach. It’s then that I notice she’s leaning on a cane. “It’s hard to walk right now. Hard to even stand.” Her eyes sweep over me. “You’re naked. Oh my god. Sienna.” She moves as fast as she can to the living room and grabs the blanket off the back and hands it to me.

I wrap it around my shoulders. The smell of my mom’s perfume on the blanket is a welcome scent. It means I’m home.

“What happened?” she asks. “I was told that you called Luciana but when I woke up, you were gone. Everyone assumed Dante took you again.”

“He did. I’m so glad you’re alive. Sit down. Please.”

We settle on the couch and grab each other’s hands. Neither one of us wants to let go.

“Are you hurt?” she whispers. My strong, confident mother reduced to a sad, quiet woman. It’s a shock I can barely handle.

“I’m… no.”