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My chest squeezed. “This is what you think happened?” For eight years, he believed that I betrayed his trust. For eight years, he hated me.
For eight years, we hated each other.
For something worthy?
For nothing at all?
His jaw flexed in frustration. “What happened then?”
He was so tense, and it made me tense too. All the memories came back to me. I wanted to tell him. I wanted him to know what had happened to me. I wanted him to know that I didn’t betray him and wanted to run away. I wanted him to know everything that made me cut my wrists the second I was left alone.
I wanted to tell him. But I shouldn’t. So, I didn’t.
I only shrugged and walked away from him. “So, what is my agenda? Are you going to take a video of me tied up and crying to send to Aleksei? I mean, I wouldn’t do it if I were you because he might enjoy that a little too much.”
He didn’t answer. Dead silence. When I turned back to him, his eyes were filled with something I couldn’t tell. Pity? Anger? Hate? Want?
I didn’t know, but I knew it made me even more uncomfortable, so I asked again, “So what is it?”
“I had already sent a picture of you to him when I first got you. All you need to do is stay in your room and stay alive. I need to go out for a while.” His eyes narrowed on me with suspicion. “If you are planning a repeat performance, just remember there are cameras in both here and in the bathroom. You were asleep for a while, so I had the chance to get this place ready for you.”
His words made me tense at once, but I tried to hide it. “Bathroom cameras? Don’t you have any respect for privacy?”
“I don’t, when my captive is trying to kill herself,” he said harshly. He really loathed the idea. Of course, if I died, it would ruin all his plans. Whatever they were.
Even though he had a reason, it didn’t make me any less uncomfortable. I was used to people disrespecting my privacy and my body. Anything close to that made me clamp up with fear. Those things would always end up with someone raping me. For some reason, Gabriele doing something like that to me sounded much more horrible than any other time. He was the one I thought of to feel safe. His invalidating my body would hurt much worse than anything I have experienced.
“Don’t sneak a peek,” I giggled nervously. I didn’t want him to see through me, but I also wanted to understand his intentions.
He looked confused. “I will look up to make sure you are not trying anything.”
“I didn’t mean that.”
“What did you mean then?” he asked with a throaty voice like he already understood what it was. He shook his head. “I am not a pervert, Kira. I like my woman willing.” Then he turned to leave.
“No man loves their woman willing,” I whispered into nothingness.
That made him stop. He turned on his heel and asked again. His voice was firm but gentler than before. “What did you say?”
I shook my head without looking at him. “Nothing.”
He waited for a second. “Okay then,” he murmured, and this time really left, locking the door behind him. For some reason, it felt like this was not the end. Luckily it was something I could delay. Right now, I was alone, and I was free. I didn’t have to fear someone coming back to my room, hungry for my body. It was still a possibility, but it didn’t feel like it.
I felt oddly safe.
I went to the bathroom. Filled the tub and covered myself with a towel to keep my naked body hidden from the camera. Then I sank into the tub while holding the towel towards the camera, and my body disappeared into the bubbles. For some reason, I kept my wrists away from the water. For some reason, I cared.
This was not freedom. Not even close. But it was safe, and it was relaxing.
It felt good. Not as good as freedom, but still good.
Gabriele
After I dropped Kira at my house, I went to Michele’s apartment. I was giving my men a little rest after all the kidnapping shenanigans. Most of the things went down while Kira was still unconscious.
After Michele caught her in the bathroom of the restaurant, we sent the photo to Aleksei right away. He was in a Senator’s party with his perfect wife and his perfect son. I loved that how he went crazy while he was still at the party. Things went so smoothly that my stepmother would say it was God’s plan.
Maybe it was.
