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You know this.
Don’t give up now.
You are so close to escaping this world.
It didn’t matter.
None of it mattered.
Having him claim me gave me no comfort now.
Knowing that he was finally aware of my innocence meant nothing to me because I had always been innocent of the crimes they accused me of.
His kisses gave me no comfort because he had used his body to punish me, torture me, and undoubtedly scar me from the inside out.
Claiming me was pointless, I realized dejectedly, because my mind hated him and my hate trumped all notions of the love that my heart still sang.
My love was dead.
It was smeared on his cock.
It had been ripped away from me by the man I had once loved most but had now turned into the monster Ifearedmost.
Worse, the men surrounding us had applauded him for doing it.
You would have been better off with Jet.
Or dead.
Silly little lamb…
"Corderito," Trig whispered against my lips, desperately trying to coax my lips to move with his.
He would have to take what he wanted from here on out because I would not reciprocate.
My pride forbade it.
"Perdóname, mi reina," he breathed, cupping my tear-stained cheek with his large hand and pressing his brow to mine. "Perdona mi crueldad."
Forgive me, my queen…Forgive my cruelty…
Shuddering above me, his eyelids fluttered shut and he pressed another kiss to my bloodied lips as he came hard, emptying his hot seed deep inside of me. "Porque nunca me perdonare."
Because I will never forgive myself…
"You seem to have broken your whore, Trigger," Fabio laughed and several of the men joined in. "How unfortunate for you."
"Tomaré tu vida por esto, drenaré tu cuerpo de sangre y sonreíré sobre tu cadáver sin vida! Arderás en el infierno por esto, padre," Trig snarled, body trembling above me. "Tomaré tu mundo y se lo daré a una mujer. Ella se levantará conmigo. Ningún hombre estará por encima de ella. Y luego haré el amor con mi reina sobre tu tumba, mientras tú te pudres con los gusanos debajo de nosotros. Esta es mi promesa para ti." He pressed one last soft kiss on my lips, smoothed a trembling hand over my cheek, wiping away my tears, before slowly pulling out and rolling back on his knees. "Soy indigno, corderito."
"You are in America, bastard!" his father growled, clearly agitated with his son for speaking in a language he couldn't interpret. "Not back in the slums with your whore mother. Remember this when you speak to me."
Fabio might not have been able to translate the words his son had just spoken, but I could, and they chilled me to the bone…
"You will burn in hell for this, father. I will take your life, drain your body of blood, and smile down at your lifeless corpse. I will take your world and give it to a woman. She will rise with me. No man will be above her. And then I will make love to my queen on top of your grave, while you rot in the ground with the worms. That is my promise to you…"
"I was making you a promise,padre," Trig said in a deathly calm tone, eyes locked on his father. "Would you like a preview?"
Not waiting for Fabio to respond, Trigger climbed off the bed and snatched up the knife.
