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REESE

Douglas doesn’t look angry. Which is terrifying. He appears to be almost too calm. I don’t like any part of this. I don’t know what’s happening or why.

All I do know is that I want to be back home with Lance.

I wonder how he feels, if he’s angry or upset or if he even knows I’m gone yet. And then guilt swims inside of my belly at the thought of the men who were supposed to be guarding me. I don’t know if they’re okay.

“Logan has fucked me over for the last time,” Douglas growls.

My spine straightens. I almost ask about my brother and what Douglas thinks he’s done, but I understand this man well enough that if he knows I really want some information, he’s going to withhold it from me, so I don’t say anything at all.

I let him talk.

He drives through Casa Grande, and when the car stops, my heart leaps into my throat at the location. My palms begin to sweat, and every fear I’ve had since I suspected he found me months ago suddenly becomes a reality.

We’re at Kiplyn’s.

“Douglas,” I exhale.

My body is trembling, and I feel like I’m going to throw up. Thankfully, he hasn’t hurt me yet, but I’ve been with him for hours, and this whole situation feels disjointed. Douglas usually has one focus and only one—me. He wants to hurt me, control me, own me.

But this is different.

And now he’s sitting in front of Kiplyn and Roadkill’s place.

“Get the fuck out,” he snaps.

I don’t ask him another question. I open the car door and jump out. I think about running, but I can’t just leave him here at Kiplyn’s. She’s got a new baby, and there is no way I’m going to let him do whatever it is he’s here to do to her without trying to protect them.

I don’t run to the front door the way I want to. Instead, I stand at the curb and wait for whatever is about to happen. I can’t even begin to guess what Douglas is doing or what he has planned.

This is so far outside of what I expect from him that I’m again frozen in fear. He must realize that I’m not going anywhere after he takes a few steps toward the house because he spins around, wraps his hand around my forearm, and jerks my body forward.

My feet stumble and trip over themselves, but he keeps me somewhat upright as he hauls my ass forward. I try not to fall, although thankfully, his grip is so tight that while it hurts, I can’t fall. I’ll have bruising, but the baby remains safe.

As we reach the front door, I expect him to knock, but I forget that Douglas isn’t a normal human being. Instead of knocking, he reaches out to the door handle and presses down on the lever with his thumb before pushing the door open.

He thrusts me inside, then slams the door behind him. I stand in the foyer, unsure of what to do. I’m trembling and shaking, unable to hold myself still in any way whatsoever. Douglas walks down the hallway, and I want to scream out for Kiplyn to run, but I’m literally frozen in fear.

I wait for what feels like an hour but is probably only a few minutes for him to come back to the living room area. I haven’t moved from my spot, and as soon as I see him pushing a terrified-looking Kiplyn down the hallway, tears roll down my cheeks.

“Reese,” she whimpers.

I shake my head. I want to tell her that I don’t know what’s going on or why, but Douglas doesn’t let me speak.

“Sit on the couch, both of you,” he barks.

My spine straightens, and I run to the couch to do as ordered. As soon as Kiplyn sits down beside me, I reach out and take her hand in mine. Every single fear I’d imagined comes to fruition in this exact moment.

“What is happening?” I ask. “Why are we here?”

I can’t stay quiet, and Douglas isn’t saying a fucking word to me about this. I want to scream and yell, but I know it would be counterproductive and dangerous. His gaze flicks to me, his lips twitching into a small smile.

“You have no idea. It’s sweet how naive you are, Reese.”

His words come out as a purr. I pinch my eyes closed as I inhale a deep breath, then let it out slowly and open my eyes again, finding his gaze and focusing on that. As much as I hate to look him in the eyes, I know that he loves it, and right now, I want answers.

I’m willing to do almost anything for answers, and I am willing to do anything to keep Kiplyn from being hurt in any way.

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