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I keep my cock tucked inside her as I grab her and roll us to the floor. We lie here, catching our breath. My cock twitches a few more times inside her, but I have no interest in taking it out of her. Instead, I let her warmth wrap around it as I pull her against me.
“Will you eventually want to kill me?” she asks. Now I chuckle.
“No, Little Lamb. I won’t ever want to kill you.”
“Then why do you torture them?”
“It’s what I was raised to do. Here in Bellmont, there are secrets. Things I don’t yet know,” I tell her.
“Am I a secret?” I breathe in her scent and sigh.
“For now, you are. My father can’t know you’re here,” I tell her.
“Would he kill me?”
“I don’t know the answer to that.”
“Has he killed before?”
“Yes.”
“Who?”
“My mother.” I feel her tense as I wrap my arm around her and pull her closer to me. I don’t want her to be afraid, but I don’t want her to be comfortable, either. I don’t know how much I want to tell her.
“The scars? Are they from him?”
“Most of them.”
“And the others?”
“I was told my mother made them.”
“You don’t remember? Were you young?”
“I was ten when she was killed. I remember the blood, the life slipping away from her, but the rest of it is just a blur. The doctors told my father I chose to block those memories for some reason.” Sage sighs and pushes back against me.
“No one wanted me. I was adopted when I was a baby. My adoptive parents didn’t really want me either. They kicked me out when I was eighteen and said they did their part,” she tells me. Those words send rage coursing through my veins. Hatred for the ones who made her feel unwanted. I want to find them, and maybe I will. Then, I’ll make them feel exactly what they made her feel.
“You’re wanted, Sage.”
“By who?”
“Me.”
“Should that scare me?” she asks.
“Yes.” And it should. Nothing good comes from me.
17
Ifell asleep with Sage in my arms the past few weeks. Things have been hard, harder than I thought they would be. My father has kept after me about finding a woman, and I’ve been so lost in finding the goddamn truth I can’t even see straight. Things don’t make sense.
My father’s men have been around more often than not, too. Which is a big red fucking flag for me. Yes, they all live here in Bellmont, but that doesn’t mean we see them routinely. Everyone has their own house here, and they handle their own business the way they see fit. But lately, they’ve been out and about, and that unsettles me.
“You see David?”
“Yeah, patrolling around the property. What the hell do you think that’s about?” I ask Juno. He shrugs.
