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CHAPTERELEVEN
MARA-LEE
After the phone call, Amer continued to keep me calm, ensuring me that he would make sure I’m safe. No amount of reassurance will calm me down. I’m freaking out as he pulls in front of the house.
“Stellina, look at me,” he commands, reaching up to grip my chin between two fingers. I meet his gaze seeing the sincere determination in the depths of them. “I promise you, I’ll keep you safe. Make sure you don’t leave my side.”
All I can do is nod.
He gets out of the car and walks around as a man opens my car door.
“Are my brothers inside?” Amer demands.
“Yes, sir. They’re both waiting for you.”
Amer grabs my hand and leads me inside. My heart’s racing when we step into the house. I don’t know what’s going on, but I know something is not right, and I feel it as we walk through the house. I haven’t stepped into the house since before my kidnapper took me. I look around as quickly as I can, and the place has changed so much. Maybe because Amer lives here now? I’m not sure, and now isn’t the time to ask.
We walk down a hallway, and Amer stops, opening the second door on the left. Voices echo through the room, and I hear a familiar voice. When he comes into view, I freeze. I don’t know if I should look at him or look away. I look at him, sitting in a chair with his arms chained behind his back, with Danti and Benito standing over him.
I try to hide behind Amer, but it’s too late. Master sees me and starts cackling, a heated look filling his gaze. Unable to stop myself from doing something I’ve done far too many times and hate myself for, I fall to my knees, knowing that I’ll probably not make it out of here alive. I want to run and never look back, but my body doesn’t want to respond to any commands. My vision spots as I feel lightheaded. How can he be here?
“Stellina?” Amer kneels and helps me back to my feet. “Mara-Lee?”
I look up at him for only a split second before murmuring for only him to hear, “Master.” I don’t have to see his eyes to know he understands what I’ve just told him. His body tenses, and he wraps an arm firmly around my waist.
“Ah, Mara-Lee. How have you been?” Master grins.
I refuse to answer him or give him the satisfaction of me acknowledging him.
“Tsk, tsk, slave. That’s no way to address your master now, is it? I’m sure you haven’t forgotten how I ravished your body and toyed with you for so long. All the nights I brought you pleasure and pain. Can’t forget about the pain. It’s such an important part of our relationship.”
Bile rises in my throat, causing me to gag, but I’m able to maintain my composure as Amer holds me close to his body. Flashes of what Master did to me play before my eyes, and I don’t want to live through this again. I prayed that I would never see him again, and thought I would be safe here with Amer. But my rapist is in his house, still living and breathing. I thought Amer would take care of him . . .
“Oh, did you not tell my naïve nephew that I was the one that kidnapped you from your home the week after your sixteenth birthday?” He looks at me, then Amer. “Keeping secrets from me isn’t a good idea, slave. I hope he punishes you.” He laughs, and it causes my knees to weaken, and Amer pulls me back into his side, holding me by the waist.
“That’s enough, Emilio,” Amer grits out.
“You don’t like that I fucked your whore first?” He smirks. “Just think every time you fuck her now, you’ll remember I was there first.” He taunts Amer, wanting him to come after him.
“You’re fucking delusional. What did you do to our mother?” Amer seethes.
“I put that bitch out of her misery. She’s old and didn’t know how to shut the fuck up.”
“What the fuck, Emilio?”
“She knew it was me who kidnapped Mara-Lee. It doesn’t matter the amount of drugs in her system, she knew the truth, and without your father, me, and Preacher to keep her under control, she would have told. Stupid bitch, she was good for only riding a cock and her money. She begged me not to take Mara-Lee, though. But I kidnapped her because I wanted someone who was submissive and that I could easily break. When you kept talking about her, I knew she would be the perfect pet. She was too. At first, she was difficult. I didn’t know if I was going to be able to train her, but one day she decided that she was going to follow my instructions. It was glorious.”
“You raped . . . and abused her for years. How the fuck can you be proud of what you did to her?”
“She enjoyed it, didn’t you, Mara-Lee? She got railed more than a ten-dollar hooker, and she was always wet and ready for me.”
“You son-of-a-bitch. You’re a fucking liar!” I scream.
Amer holds me and leans down. “He’s not worth your breath. I’m letting him confess to my brothers what all he has done . . .” he whispers, then wipes away my tears.
“Oh, did I upset the slave? Too fucking bad. Amer, once I broke her, she was easier to train. She knows what down means, and the way she sucks cock . . . mmm. Probably could suck the chrome off a bumper with those lips.” He licks his lips and winks as he stares at me.
I look away and glance at Danti and Benito. They look at each other in horror, not realizing what their uncle was capable of doing. I’m sure they knew but didn’t put it all together until today. If I make it through this day alive, I’ll be lucky, and I feel Amer’s arms wrap around me, trying to comfort and shield me from his uncle’s words. Amer’s body tenses, and I know he is close to losing control.
“Amer, make sure she tells you whose name she was screaming out when I was fucking her tight pussy . . . yeah, she was screaming out for me, her master. She wanted me, and she probably still wants me, since I’m the only one who can pleasure her. I know every inch of her body. Isn’t that right, slave. Who is your master?” He cackles, and goosebumps rise all over my body.
Amer lets go of me . . . and everything moves in slow motion.
