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I take a step closer to her and she starts to shake. “Let me make myself very clear,” I say in a low voice, but I know she can hear me. “I’m going to fucking ruin you for what you did to her.” My voice is deep and full of venom.
She smirks. “I’d love to see you try. A little old for her aren’t you?” She raises her brow.
“Same could be said about you. The difference between us is, I won’t sexually assault her. Tell me something, Talia; the man you plan on selling her to, does he know that you’ve abused her?”
Her face pales at my words. I need to find out who the fuck she’s planning on selling her to. The fear she has tells me that she’s not going to walk away from this.
“You get within five hundred feet of her and I’ll put you down.”
She narrows her eyes. “Are you threatening me?”
I shake my head. “No, I’m making a fucking promise. You so much as touch a hair on her head, I’m going to kill you.”
Her face pales even more as my brothers nod in agreement beside me. They’ve got my back.
“This is the only warning you’re going to get, Talia. Keep those minions of yours away from her too.”
I turn my back on her and walk toward my car. I need to get back to Reli.
Eleven
Reli
The bindings bite into my skin, every night it's the same. I can't even remember a night that she hasn't entered my room and bound my wrists and ankles.
"Tell me, Yoreli, how much do you want this?" It's the same question asked each night.
I pull against the bindings; they're definitely going to leave marks tonight. She hasn't been this vicious in a long time. Something must have happened today, a bad day at work?
"Yoreli, how much do you want this?"
I fight once again pulling at the bindings, my nostrils flaring as I try to breathe through the pain. This ball gag isn't helping matters.
"You love when I do these things to you." Her fingers run up my body toward my breasts.
I hate when she does things to me. I don't call her by her name while in bed. Never again; the last time I did I got fifteen lashes with the whip. It broke my skin and made me bleed; it was the most painful experience I've been dealt by the hands of the devil. Wearing clothes hurt; I couldn't wear a bra for three weeks.
Pain hits me when the bastard twists my nipples. It's a game; see how long it takes to make Yoreli break. To have me a sobbing mess before she will have her way with me. Apparently I'm more compliant once I'm broken.
Teeth sink into the skin of my rib cage. I don't cry out; I don't dare for fear of the ramifications that it will cause. I close my eyes as a lone tear falls. Yet another scar to add to the collection I already have. It's a never ending barrage of abuse. I don't see a way out. My days are dark and my nights are stuff only nightmares are made of.
"You're a tough cookie to break this evening, Yoreli. But don't you worry; I'll have you begging by the end of it, just as I always do."
I'm twisted; as much as I don't want this to happen, by the end of it, I
'm writhing in pleasure. Wanting more, begging the devil to bring me over to the other side. I'm so fucked up because when it ends, I have no idea what is pleasure and what is pain. I'm broken. That's the only excuse I have for it.
"Give it up, Yoreli." The hardness in Talia’s voice tells me that this is just the beginning. Things are about to get worse, a hell of a lot worse. A blindfold goes over my eyes and I bunch my hands into fists. I hate the unknown and this bastard knows that.
My scream fills the air as the boiling hot wax hits my skin. Monster, that word reverberates through my brain. I will the tears not to fall, not to let this bastard know that I'm close to breaking because right now, I am.
"That's it, give me more."
I shake my head; I can't, I won't.
"Oh ho. Lookie here, Yoreli playing hard to get. You know how much I love it when you tease me."
No, God no.
