Page 63 of Ace of All Hearts


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I walk around her body, settling in front of her. I gently grab her chin and force her head up until she looks at me. Tears are running down her face. Not of sadness but of complete release.

“Why,” I rasp, my voice tight and my mouth dry.

“Because he had a better use for me,” she tells me without hesitation. “He needed my brain.” A laugh escapes her lips. “He’s a good man. Most of all, he’s a very smart man.”

My brows furrow as I attempt to ignore the burning jealousy. “What did you do for him?”

“Remembered.”

“Remembered what, Rose?”

“Everything.”

I swallow the rock stuck in my throat, and my eyes dart away before settling on her glassy stare again. “Did he touch you?”

She nods, her head moving in my hold. “Rarely. Except sometimes, he gave in. Only when I begged hard enough.”

My heart stops, and an invisible force wrenches me back as I let go of her chin.

I feel sick. I feel like I’m choking on my own breath. One brother violated her, and she fell for the other one. The crop drops to the floor, and I only realize seconds later that I’m the one who let it go.

For the first time since my mother’s death, I want to cry. Pressure builds at the back of my eyes and tears threaten to fall. I run my forearm against my eyes, wiping the drops of pain away from my face before they get to breach my eyelids. While she’s still in subspace, I’m on a comedown from domspace.

With a wobbly voice, I ask, “Do you miss him?” Fear twists my stomach, already loathing her for the response.

She nods.

My nostrils flare as another set of tears builds in my eyes. They took her away from me. They broke her. And I will never get the woman I love back. It doesn’t matter that she’s here with me, right now. Her mind will forever be with Viktor Volkov, no matter where she is.

“I did.” I hear her deep breathing once more. “But I don’t think I do anymore,” she adds in a rasp.

Only when I look up at her, do I notice I was staring at the floor.

“What?” I ask. She’s in no capacity to read the questions on my face. Her eyes search for me, yet her mind is somewhere else.

“What you, Rachel, and Lik bring me…nothing compares to that. Nothing compares to your love…Sir.”

I practically teleport next to her again. “Do you mean that?” I ask as I palm her face on each side. “Rose, do you mean it?” An explosion of feelings is forcing my heart to race.

“Yeah…” I feel her head getting heavier and understand how deep she is in subspace. She looks and sounds so high right now. “Don’t let Viktor take me,” she whispers. “When he comes back for me.”

“He won’t come back for you,” I explain softly. “He’s too scared I’ll kill him.”

She shifts, rubbing her thighs against the other. “Fuck me,” she whines. “The pain turns me on, Sir.”

My eyes drop to her pussy. Her inner thighs are glistening, and I hadn’t even noticed. One of my hands drops between her legs. Her head falls into my other one, rubbing herself against it like a cat begging for pets.

I feel her wetness on my fingers when I cup her pussy, but I don’t do anything.

“Not now,” I tell her, my voice strong again.

Freedom has taken over my entire body, and I’m at a complete loss. How can I feel so much relief and such pure, unhindered happiness when she told me she didn’t miss Viktor anymore? Only months ago, she was choosing him over me. Now she tells me nothing compares to the three of us. I can’t help the hope that flourishes in my chest. It’s warm, light, comfortable, and all I want to do is bask in the feeling.

Nothing compares to your love, Sir.

She’s shone a light on the purity of my feelings for her, and I want to keep this moment close to my heart forever.

Who cares about the contract? Who cares about killing the Volkov brothers if Rose loves me as much as I do her? Who cares about life, responsibilities, reality? When Rose wants to hand herself over to us. Nothing matters when Rose loves you. Nothing counts, not even time. Not even the revenge I wanted to deliver her.

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