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There were three other men in the room, all watching, licking their lips, their eyes burning holes through my clothing. I knew what they wanted.

My body twitched and shuddered, my brain fighting to hear what he was saying through the noise that had returned to my brain. It was like there were people in my head screaming, fighting to be heard over one another, driving me insane.

“I want it,” I whispered, not even able to hear my own voice.

One of the men in the corner stood to his feet and began to walk forward, his eyes sparkling like he was almost impressed with the situation, his hands moving to his belt.

“Then you know what to do.”

I gasped, tears brimming my eyes as I stared at Peter. He had a smug smirk on his features that told me he knew exactly what thoughts and memories had passed through me.

“It’s good to see you haven’t forgotten your place.” He chuckled.

I cleared my throat, pushing my shoulders back and blinking away the tears that threatened to fall. I wouldn’t allow him the satisfaction of knowing how much his actions still affected me. I refused to let him know how they had destroyed my life.

“She’s not yours,” I said again, this time a little louder. “I had DNA done. I can prove it.”

He tilted his head curiously to the side. “I will need to see that before I petition to the court for custody.”

I squared my shoulders. “You wouldn’t dare. She belongs to Optimus, and he will tear you to shreds before he lets you take her.”

He took a step forward, raising his hand, I braced for the impact but it never came. Instead, he brushed his fingers gently through my hair. “And then what would he do to you, hmmm? He doesn’t know, does he? He has no idea about anything. Me… your history… your health?”

My lip curled as his hand sunk lower, his fingers swiping across my breast. “I’ll bring you the DNA results,” I growled, slapping his hand away.

“Good girl…” He chuckled. “Tomorrow night. We’re having dinner with your parents. The usual place. Seven p.m. Don’t be late, Annabelle.” With that, he took a step back. “You should probably walk me to the door. Don’t want your friends to get suspicious, do you.”

I straightened my clothing and pushed my shoulders back, forming the perfect mask of a relaxed woman. He chuckled as I walked to the storeroom door and pulled it open. When I felt his hand on my back, I resisted the urge to turn and punch him in the face, but I could feel the stares from the people around us as we weaved through the small store. Chelsea was sitting by the front door with Rose and looked up, managing to disguise the surprise on her face quickly and cover it with a polite smile.

“Hey, who’s this?” she asked, eyeing Peter.

“Just a friend,” I answered as I hurried for the door.

Peter chuckled. “I just managed to convince her to go on a date with me. It’s definitely been a fight.”

I clamped my teeth together and both the girls smiled, but I could tell they were forced.

“That’s great, she needs some fun,” Rose said politely before I managed to slip outside.

“See you tomorrow,” Peter taunted with a triumphant grin before turning and strolling off down the sidewalk.

I was rattled, he’d caught me off guard and placed me in a position where I had no choice but to agree. Now I had to go back inside and pretend like everything was great.

Another lie.

They were beginning to pile up.

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