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“Jane… It’s Jane…”

“So it is Anastasia. I suspected it before, but now that you’re insisting it’s Jane, I’m sure that isn’t your true name.”

Oh, God.

Just who is he and why is he doing this? Is it just because I lied about my virginity?

But he shouldn’t be this intense, angry, and violent about it.

“What’s with the name change, Anastasia?”

Every time he says my name, a jolt rips through me. It’s fast and sharp and leaves me as breathless as his hold on my throat does.

I tap his arm, choking on my nonexistent inhales, but I don’t fight him. If I do, I’ll be giving myself away.

Besides, it’s not that I need him to release me because he’s hurting me. It’s more because my reaction to his hold is scaring the shit out of me.

It’s scaring me more than the fact that he found me or that he’s endangering my new beginning.

He releases me slowly, and I grab the assaulted spot, breathing harshly, the sound ugly in the silence of the elevator.

I should be focused on that, but all I can do is inhale his cologne, basically sucking it into my lungs. The lime and male musk is too familiar. I recognize it because it’s been on my mind for two weeks

“You didn’t answer my questions, Anastasia.”

“Stop calling me that.” I adjust my glasses, using them as a shield. “It’s Jane. My name is Jane.”

He’s about to grab me by the throat again. I can tell from the darkening of his eyes, and if he does, I’ll find no way out this time.

I won’t be able to escape.

So I use a tactic that’s common in my family. Distraction.

“I have an idea,” I say.

“What’s that?”

I duck and before he realizes what I’m doing, I push the elevator button.

The moment it opens, I’m dashing outside, running with all my might.

But I know, I just know this is only a temporary escape.

The war I unintentionally started is far from over.

6

KNOX

“Hey, Dan. What’s the best way to punish liars?”

“Fuck if I know. I don’t punish liars, I fuck them.”

I stare at Daniel who’s sitting on the top of my desk, eating the donuts my assistant brought me. He’s a thief that way and couldn’t care less what others think about him as long as he gets what he wants.

For him, efficiency comes first and everything else is secondary.

“Why the fuck would you fuck liars?”

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