Page 138 of Bind Me


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I must have dozed off because the door slamming jolted me awake and I instantly regretted opening my eyes and closed them again.

Presuming it was Marshall, I sat up, pressing my fingers into my temples. “Thanks, Marshall. Can you pass the pill box in my purse? It’s huge, you can’t miss it.”

“Oh, has the poor little broken brained nobody got an ickle headache.”

I forced my eyes open, despite the white-hot pain that lanced through me, to find Eliza leaning against the wall, looking like she just stepped out of a rock star photo shoot. Leather mini skirt, a white corset, knee high boots, long black hair, thick black eye-liner, and cherry red lips.

“What do you want, Eliza?”

“I thought we could chat. You know, get a few things out in the open.”

She grabbed a chair from the conference style table that was covered in snacks for the artists and crew, straddling it and leaning her arms over the back.

“Archer was a mess when you left. You broke him. He almost drank himself to death.”

I hissed, and it had nothing to do with the pain in my head. “Archer understands why I did what I did. We’re fine now. And I don’t know what it has to do with you.”

She tapped her index finger on her chin. “Hhhmmmm, now. What could it possibly have to do with me?”

I forced myself to swallow, my mouth drying to dust as I waited for her answer.

“Archer needed someone. A friend. Someone to talk to. To stay up late with. Get drunk with. He spilled his guts about you. He wouldn’t shut up about how perfect you were and how he’d never find anyone to take your place.” And then she laughed. A cold, hard laugh. “But we both know that a man like Archer has needs. And Archer has very particular needs, doesn’t he?”

My heart stopped.

“Let me guess. You and Archer are back together. Isn’t that so romantic?” She fake gagged as she stared at me. “But I bet he’s fucking you with a condom on. Did he do that before? Ha, you don’t even remember, do you? God, you’re a fucked up mess. What makes you think he’d really want you back? You’re damaged goods, Ionee and all of us who know Archer… I mean, really know him, know you’re no good for him. Pulling him down, distracting him from becoming the star he should be. I mean, if he ditched those other two losers, he could go solo and take over the world.”

Bile surged as my vision darkened, but she didn’t stop.

“He’s wearing a condom for one of two reasons; either he’s scared of getting you pregnant and being stuck with you forever, or he’s been with someone else.”

She waggled her eyebrows as if she’d just shared her killer line.

“W-what.”

“You think Archer would stay single? You ended it with him over text, so he came to me. He fucked me. He let me ride his cock every chance he got. He told me he loved me and he wanted a future with me. Until you showed up and fucking ruined everything.”

My hands curled at my sides as tears slid from my eyes without my permission.

“Oh no, did I make you and your ickle brain sad,” she said in a baby voice that made me want to wipe the smug look off her face. “He doesn’t want you. He feels obligated. He can get everything he needs from me. He lets me tie him up. He loves me handcuffing him to the bed. I slap his ass until it leaves hand prints. He doesn’t need you anymore. He has me. And I remember everything. I can drink and party and fuck him into submission. I can be a part of his life and help him get to where he’s destined to be, while you will just drag him down. God, I wish that tumor would have just killed you, so we could all just get on with our lives without having to hear about the amazing Ionee fucking Millar.”

My skin crawled, my heart cracked, my head thumped. What was wrong with this woman? Why did she hate me enough to wish me dead and could I ever forgive Archer for sleeping with her… I mean, I left him. I had no intention of finding him. I wrote him out of my memories, so could I blame him for moving on? Then something clicked.

“What did you just say?”

“Ah, does your ickle brain need me to repeat it? Let me try again in simple language. I fucked Archer. A lot. I tied him up, I spanked his ass until it turned red. I handcuffed his hands and feet to a bed and I rode him until he came inside me. He let me dominate him, humiliate him, just the way he likes. He let me give him what he needed, so he doesn’t need you anymore.”

Feeling stronger, I stood, walking over to Eliza. I’d never been a violent person, but now, seeing the pure hatred in her eyes, I wanted nothing more than to hurt her for trying to hurt me… hurt us.

Leaning my hands on the chair, I towered over her, sending a look of panic flashing over her face as she stumbled up to standing. I stepped toward her until her back was against the wall. Suddenly glad I was wearing shoes, so I was a good few inches taller than her, I pressed my palm to the wall next to her cheek.

“Ah, Eliza. You almost had me then.” Her eyes widened, obviously not expecting this reaction from me. “You see, I might not actually remember about my life before this…” I flicked my hair and exposed my scar, suddenly feeling like it was a source of my power rather than a sign I was broken. She hissed, closing her eyes so she didn’t have to look at it. “But Archer has gone out of his way to tell me everything. That man is something else… and you’d know that if a word of what you just said was true.”

Her eyes met mine again, her anger intensifying.

“What, did he turn you down? Is that where all this started? You know, the drinking with him I can understand. You’re a pretty girl. Did he tell you where we met… what I did for a living? Did he tell you the things we used to get up to? I can’t blame him. From what he’s told me and what he’s shown me since we got back together, we have a pretty kinky time. But even though I’ve lost my memories of meeting Archer, I know one of the most important things for him during sex is he isn’t tied to the bed, he isn’t humiliated and most importantly, he isn’t ever, under any circumstances, hit.”

“Fuck you, Ionee. Just because he didn’t like that with you, he wanted that from me. Said you could never give it to him the way he liked it.”

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