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“Are you fucking kidding me, Keller? That’s going to be like ten fucking minutes in elevator time. I can't do it. Let me out,” I pant. Beads of sweat form on my forehead.
He places a soft kiss to the top of my head and wraps me tighter in his embrace. I close my eyes and focus on my breathing, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
“We’re nearly there, Gorgeous,” he reassures me, now stroking my hair.
The tender side of him throws me off guard.Maybe he just feels sorry for me. There is no denying the anticipation in the air, the electricity is almost crackling in here. Being smothered against his chest, I smell his musky aftershave laced with scotch and cigarettes. Before I can respond, the elevator pings, and the doors open.
Softly lowering me to my feet, he laces his fingers in mine and leads me out into the most stunning penthouse I could imagine. Floor-to-ceiling windows surround the living space, overlooking the Manhattan skyline twinkling in the night. My stilettos echo on the white marbled flooring that accents the black and dark oak furnishings. The smell of paint is still fresh. The penthouse is open-planned and my sights set straight on a state-of-the-art kitchen, the kind I can imagine you’d find in a palace back home.
A large U-shaped black leather sofa scattered with lighter cushions keeps with the black, white and neutral tones of the house. God, what I would not give to cook in that kitchen; it even has one of those taps that give you boiling water!
“Keller, this place is absolutely stunning. The view, the kitchen, fuck all of it. It is heaven,” I groan in amazement.
Keller’s gaze sweeps me up and down. “Baby, the only view that is heavenly here is the one standing in front of me”
“Don’t be ridiculous” I blush. My cheeks are on fire. There is no point even trying to deny it.
His gaze holds, assessing the grazes all over my arms. Closing the space between us, he gently traces his fingers down my arms, leaving shivers in his wake. He lifts me like I weigh nothing and lays me down on the couch as he crouches beside me.
His fingers find the zipper on the side of my dress.
“Can I?”
I nod, my emotions wavering.
He gently pulls the dress down my body and over my stilettos. Turning his attention straight back to me.
His finger trails down my arms, stopping at each cut and graze. He dips his head and places a delicate kiss on each mark.
“For every mark left on your beautiful body, I’ll snap one of his bones. He will pay for this. I promise you,” he rasps, violence dripping from his tone.
I should be scared, but I’m not. What’s worse is I think he means this.
A phone ringing pulls our attention away.Shit I need to phone Maddie. I told her I was going to the bathroom. That was until Jamie decided to drag me out of the club and assault me.
Keller frowns at the screen. “I need to take this in the other room. Make yourself at home. I won’t be long.”
He places a quick peck on my forehead and turns on his heel, walking down the hallway. In nothing but my drenched panties, I sigh and grab my dress.
I make my way over to the kitchen and start opening cupboards - there must be over thirty here - now on a quest to find a glass. The sixth attempt brings success. I reach for one of the tall crystal glasses and fill it to the brim with water, before going to rummage through my bag for painkillers. My arms are starting to sting and my head is pounding. I toss the pills back and down the remains of the water, welcoming the refreshing cold against my burning body. I grab my phone, and see the screen filled with missed calls from Maddie. Without reading the messages, I quickly redial her.
“Sienna, where in the fuck are you?” she shouts, music blaring in the background. “I’m still at the club, in the bathroom. I couldn’t find you anywhere. I’ve been worried sick.”
God, I feel so bad. “Maddie, I am so sorry. Jamie turned up at the club and kept begging to talk to me. He was doing my head in. So I agreed. But once we got out through the side exit, he dragged me down an alleyway. I tried to run away from him, but he pinned me up against a wall. Luckily, Keller found me before he did anything else. Now I’m back to his. I’m about to get an Uber home,” I explain without making her worry too much.
“Jamie fucking did what? Where is he now? I’ll fucking stab his eyes out with my heels. Shit, Si are you okay?” Her voice is almost hysterical.
“He ran off Mads. It’s okay. I’m okay. A bit cut and bruised, but I’ll be fine. I did kick the twat in the balls, though. I’ll meet you back at the apartment soon, okay? Text me when you’re on your way. I need to say bye to Keller first.” I’m hoping that will calm her down.
“Okay, okay. Shit, Keller. The guy you straddled in the club? I can’t wait to hear more about that. Send me your ping when you get in the Uber, okay? Love you.”
“Love you too, Mads,” I reply and cut the call.
Keller still isn’t done with his call, so I bring up the Uber app and request a ride. After booking, I perch on the bar stool at the breakfast bar. I need a distraction. The adrenaline is clearly wearing off and I’m crashing, spiraling out of control. My trembling hands come into my blurry vision, the cuts covering them make me want to scream. My lungs are burning as I frantically try to catch my breath.
What the fuck is happening to me? What did he do to me? Why are there so many cuts?
I stumble off the barstool, needing to get to the bathroom. On wobbly legs, I head towards the first door I can just about make out. The closer I get, the more it feels like the air is sucked from my body.
