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“I never told you or anyone, but I was raped.”
“What?”
“Don’t make me say it again. It’s hard enough to say it now,” she confesses as my heart beats faster. Anger boils in my veins as I think about everything I will do to the motherfucker who touched her. All the vile and disgusting things I will do.
“Who was it?”
“Luka, please.”
“Delaney, I want to know who it was,” I say as calmly as I can. Inside I feel like I’m about to explode and take down anyone around me, including her.
“He’s gone now. My father fired him after I told him he was creeping around my room.”
“But you didn’t tell him what he did to you?”
“I couldn’t. I couldn’t look at him and say the words.” Tears stream down her cheeks once again. I swallow hard before reaching for her and pulling her into my arms.
“How old were you?”
“Eighteen.”
“Jesus, Delaney, why didn’t you tell me that? Why didn’t you tell me so I could have killed him?”
“It was right after Cody and I … I just couldn’t tell you,” she cries.
“I’ll kill him. I’ll hunt him down, and I will kill him, Delaney. You have to know that,” I tell her. The rest of the ride to the villa is silent as I hold her sobbing body. She was mine. I was supposed to have her first, and that motherfucker took that from me.
No. Tonight she’s going to be mine. I’m going to make her mine in every possible way tonight. I’ll show her what sex is supposed to feel like. I’ll show her what a real man can make her feel. Fuck what he did to her. He’s a dead man walking.
“I’ll make this right.”
“He’s gone,” she tells me.
“I’ll hunt him to the end of the earth and make him pay,” I tell her as she relaxes into my touch.
Chapter 15
Delaney’s brushing her teeth as I sit on the bed, contemplating her confession. Raped. He forced her to have sex, forced himself on her. I can’t wrap my mind around it. I can’t think straight. I want nothing more than to go back to the states and handle this issue. And I will handle it. I will hunt that motherfucker like he’s a piece of meat, and I will destroy him.
Delaney walks out of the bathroom in a silk nightgown short enough to see her ass, and I groan. How do I take my time with her when I want her so badly? How do I show her not all men are like him?
“Come here,” I tell her when she stands there shyly. She walks over and takes the hand I have held out to her. I pull her into my lap and kiss the side of her head.
“I could sit here and tell you lies, or I could tell you the truth,” I tell her.
“You don’t lie, Luka, so tell me the truth,” she says.
“When we get back, I plan on doing things. Things you aren’t going to like, and I don’t know how you’re going to feel about them,” I admit.
“Is this about Marco?” There it is. His name. I cement it to memory so I know who I’m hunting later.
“Not just about him, no. This is about my father and your father.”
“What about them?”
“My father will die, Delaney, and it will be by my hand.” She gasps and pulls away from me, standing to her feet.
“What? Why? Haven’t you done enough already?”
