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“I had to.” His voice broke. “She wasn’t you.”
Her breath hitched. Kross was insane, but he wasn’t this crazy. Had he really fallen in love with her?
The maniac.
Jewel had lost her mind on more than one occasion, but she’d never fallen so low that she’d want to be with her rapist. Kross was just one man in a long line of them that had used her body to gain satisfaction, but he would be the last.
“You think I’m stupid?” Jewel surged closer to the window and pressed against it so he could see her face. “I will never want you.”
“I know you feel that way now,” he said quietly.
The injustice of it all washed over Jewel. “You could have anyone.” She grabbed the bars and tugged, but the door didn’t budge. “Let me go, Kross!”
“Where’s our baby, Jewel?” Kross said calmly.
She froze, her entire body seizing. “I-it died.”
“I know it didn’t.” He stepped closer to the window and peered at her, sending shockwaves of fear through every nerve when he whispered, “I know you lied.”
Jewel blinked rapidly, the past sucking her away from the present.
“You’re pregnant, young lady.” The doctor stared at her with sober eyes. “You can retake the test or go for a second opinion, but the diagnosis will remain the same.” She turned to the clipboard. “You’re six weeks along.”
“Six weeks?” Jewel breathed. She hadn’t been with a man since…
Bile rose in her gut. The sensation of a million ants crawling up her leg intensified. She mindlessly stomped her feet against the ground.
Kross.
She was having Kross’s baby.
That night, after she saved the girl, he’d yanked her to the bed. Was he wearing a condom? He was usually so meticulous, but she’d gotten him angry.
He’d impregnated her.
Her mind crashed. She curled into a ball and burst into tears. Fear, hopelessness, and rage smothered her. What would she do with a baby at seventeen? What would she do with Kross’s baby?
“I can’t have it. I can’t.”
The doctor sat on the bed and stared kindly at her. “There are options—”
“No.” She looked up, fire in her eyes. “I’m not having this kid.”
“I didn’t know you were pregnant,” Kross said, his voice low and contemplative. “Things were shaking up in father’s business. I was distracted and you’d always had a habit of wearing baggy clothes.”
“H-how did you find out?”
“Snake told me. Just before he died in my arms. He said you begged him not to say anything.”
Jewel winced. She hadn’t just begged him. Snake had threatened to tell Kross if she didn’t sleep with him. So she did. Jewel let him use her body to buy his silence.
She’d thought it was the only way.
I was such a fool.
“At first I was pissed.” She heard the grit in Kross’s voice and instinctively moved away from the window before he shot his hands through it and grabbed her by the throat.
He didn’t, of course.
