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“W-why is she in there?”
“Because I’m going to help her free herself of this burdensome life.”
My entire body went rigid. He said that so nonchalantly as if announcing he was going to go swimming tomorrow.
“Hey, relax,” he soothed, placing his hands on my hips. “I would never do this to you.”
I wasn’t sure I believed those words. He’d known this woman much longer than he had me.
“I thought she was your friend.”
“She was someone that took advantage of the chances I gave and tried to sabotage the life I’m creating.”
“No one is allowed to take you away. Do you how long I waited for you to show up?”
I didn’t. I had only pieced together that my arrival on his doorstep had little to do with my sister. He pieced together a strategic plan to take complete possession of me and control over my life, and then he executed it.
I fully believed it was my mother who helped him. He said he purchased me. It would’ve been from her. For a man who killed his dinner guests, the purchase of a person would be rather trivial in terms of right and wrong.
“How is this giving me closure?”
He kissed the side of my neck and nuzzled my cheek, speaking softly in my ear.
“I wanted you to see where your sister killed herself. It was a bit different than this. I think the bullet hole is still in the padded wall.”
I didn’t dare turn around.
I couldn’t if I wanted.
He’d told me to relax, but my body was going through a million different phases. My heart was about to fly out of my chest.
“Meg said she was sick…”
“She was sick. How do you think she wound up here?”
I swallowed around a thick lump in my throat. I think I got the gist of what he was saying. Meg was mentally ill. I didn’t know if it was because of her being hitched to Alaric and him playing his game with her, or it was due to her truly being unwell. The outcome was beyond screwed up no matter which way I looked at it.
“How will you do it?”
I was morbidly curious about this.
“I have an intercom and the room's surveillance system linked to some devices I keep handy.”
“So, when you’re bored you just whip them out like a Switch and get to playing? This is so…”
Hold it together, Catalina. Don’t freak out now.
He turned me around so that I was facing him, pressing my body against the door with his. “They all deserved this, Cat. You didn’t know them like I did.”
“I…I know,” I stuttered, taken aback by the coldness in his eyes. “Good.”
His flip switched and he smiled softly, pressing my mouth with a firm kiss. I wasn’t going to deny him. Not after seeing all of this.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back, pressing my pussy into his cock. He pulled away with an inquisitive look on his face. His eyes went to just above my head and he seemed to be looking at something.
“Let’s get you home. We’re not done talking yet.”
Nodding, I took hold of his arm and started walking back down the hallway. I glanced behind me in time to see Rebecca staring right at us through the glass block window. The look in her eyes was something I’d never forget.
CHAPTER NINE
I didn’t know anymore.
There was simmering chaos bubbling in my mind. I felt like I was having an out-of-body experience, not unlike the ones I had after consuming a cocktail.
But I hadn’t drunk anything.
Vanilla scented bubbles swirled around in the tub as the water got higher. I stared at them blankly until a pair of strong hands gently began to remove my sundress.
He hadn’t said too much and neither had I. What did you say to someone after a trip like that? If I saw that ward in twenty years, it would be too soon. I lifted my legs and kicked my underwear off once they slid down.
“Get in,” Alaric urged gently.
I walked the few steps to the tub and climbed in, gingerly taking a seat near one of the jets. I pulled my legs to my chest and sank back to brace myself. Bubbles accumulated around me and did a good job of covering most of my nudity.
The warm water was like a balm to a war-ravaged soul. I could slip under right now and allow it to cleanse everything away, but then I would have gone through this for nothing.
“Catalina.”
“Hm?” I looked at him and noticed he was holding two glasses in his hands.
One red wine and another of water. There was a look in his eyes that had me giving him my undivided attention.
“This is your usual beverage of choice. This is mine.” He lifted the water and then the wine. “We can be done with this tonight. I’ll get rid of all the vials first thing tomorrow. First, though, you have to give me what I want.”
