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“That’s where you’re wrong, little slut. He’s the one who suggested selling you. He said you’re too stubborn, so we should just pawn you off onto someone else. He doesn’t want you anymore. Guess that pussy isn’t good enough.”
Every part of me is screaming in conflict right now. Did my Greyson do that? If so, why? My heart breaks in half and tears sting the back of my eyes, but I don’t let them fall. I can’t, not in front of the devil.
He takes a step closer to me, causing me to hold my breath. You never know what the man will do. His hand lightly cups my cheek and I glare up at him.
“Why do you think he’s not here? He doesn’t want to see you.” My face turns down in a deeper frown and an evil smile flashes across his.
That can’t be true. I’m his angel. He said he would protect me.
Was that all a lie? Am I just as naive as his father thinks to believe I’d be safe?
“No,” I whisper to myself.
“Believe what you want, whore, but your little Greyson has turned against you. Let’s go, I’m tired of looking at you.” He growls, roughly grabbing my hair and pulling me from the cage to the exit.
“Lainey?” He steps closer, but not enough to come into contact with my raised hand. He’s wearing light blue jeans and a white button-up with the sleeves rolled, showing off bulging forearms. His skin is perfect, his face is perfect—he is perfection. He’s much taller than he was when we were kids, and his muscles have filled in. The way his clothes hang from his body lets me know they’ve been perfectly tailored to fit him.
His soft brown hair is slightly disheveled, and stubble covers his face, making me think he hasn’t shaved in days, if not weeks. He has rings around his eyes, indicating he mustn’t have had a decent sleep in a while.
Despite all of this, he’s as gorgeous as I remember him. Those piercing eyes still hypnotize me the way they did back then.
“No. No, you can’t be here. You can’t.” My voice is cracking, as I feel my heart breaking all over again.
“Angel, please. Just hear me out. I’m not here to hurt you. I just want to talk, please let me talk.” His beautiful blue eyes are getting glassy with tears as he pleads with me. The sound of my nickname on his lips makes me want to cave and rush into his arms, but I won’t.
He never truly left my memories; he never escaped my heart. I’ve been clinging to our good memories for the last nine years, always praying they would get me through another day, but the lingering effects of the last time I ever saw him are there too, forcing their way to the front of my brain, reminding me of his betrayal and the trauma he put me through.
“No, Greyson. You need to leave. Now.” I lift my chin as I deliver my command in a stern tone.
“I won’t leave until you listen to me.” His voice is demanding, possessive, controlling. It’s obvious neither of us want to be the one to back down.
“You left me... You didn’t protect me like you promised.” My courage is gone as the words slip from my lips. Right now, I feel like that scared twelve-year-old girl being ripped out of that cell for the last time, with no Greyson in sight.
The only thought running through my head now is that he’s here to take me back to Harvey. This has to be a trap. He knows that I escaped and he’s here to collect me. He gained my trust once before, so he probably thinks he can do it again. Probably thinks he can lure me in and make me fall for his charms, only to rip the rug out from under me.
Regret shows on his face, as his brows scrunch and his eyes cut away from my cold stare. “I didn’t know. I couldn’t stop him. He took you away from me. You were already gone when I found out and he wouldn’t tell me where you went.”
“Don’t give me that. Remember I was nothing to you? Remember I was just another warm hole to fill and nothing more?”
How dare he come in here, expecting me to hear him out. He left me. He let me go unprotected and scared. He didn’t even fight for me.
“You know I didn’t mean that—you were more than that, youaremore than that! I had to say that so he’d trust me and leave you alone. I needed time to come up with a better plan to get you out of there.”
He rushes into my space, standing barely inches away from me. His sudden move should scare me, but somehow I really do feel like he won’t hurt me.
His minty scent hits my nose, muddying my thoughts.Why does he still smell so good?Energy is buzzing between us; I can feel our connection to each other, even though it’s been nine long, painful years. I’ve never felt this way with anyone but Greyson.
“You never came back for me. You couldn’t even look me in the eye when you said those awful things, and you let Omega ruin me. So no, I don’t want to hear you out. I don’t ever want to see you again. Just leave.” My voice is echoing around the room, probably alerting Ms. Mabel to what’s going on.
Why does a small part of me want him to stay?
“I can’t leave you. You’re all I’ve wanted for the last nine years.” His eyes don’t waver from mine, like he’s telling me the truth. But is he? He always was a good actor when he needed to be.
“Is this a trap? Are you here to take me back? To Harvey? To your father?” My tone is hushed, trying to calm myself as much as possible.
“What? No.” He shakes his head, practically growling in anger. “I’d never let them have you. Sutton won’t ever get his grubby hands on you again, and my father... He can’t.”
“What do you mean he can’t?” My eyes narrow in suspicion.
