Page 19 of Raven's Spectre


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“Oh, God. Nothing. I wouldn’t charge you a dime.”

“That’s all I need to hear.”

I gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek and reluctantly pulled away. As I turned, she grabbed my hand and electricity shot up my arm. I raised my eyes to hers.

“I’m Raven,” she whispered her name and I nodded.

“I know, little bird. And I’m coming back for you.”

I slid my hand out of her grasp and made my way out of the club, alert to my surroundings. I didn’t know how or when I would get to see her again, but I had to. I was in too deep now.

7

RAVEN

Iran into my bedroom at the end of the long hall. Slamming my back against the door I tried to slow my heartbeat. I gripped my skirt, closing my eyes and leaning my head back, remembering how good he felt.

A stranger.

A Spectre.

I moved over to the vanity and stared at myself in the mirror. I gasped when I realized my eyes were still glowing. I quickly shut them, urging myself to calm down. After a few seconds I stared at myself again, my eyes had finally gone back to normal. I slid my hand to my cheek, still feeling the tenderness of his kiss. No man had ever kissed me like that before. So carefully, as if he were afraid, I’d break.

From the moment I got on stage I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his. He had this predatory grace about him, unlike that of Serge’s who wanted to destroy me, this man wanted something more. I could see it in his eyes as he swayed to the melody I offered him. I tried my best to make him forget but he didn’t allow it, and I sensed a freedom in that. I didn’t want him to forget. I wanted him to remember it all, to remember me.

I’d never experienced anything like that in my life. His eyes had held a promise of something different. Not disgust or hatred, but kindness and caring.

I stared at myself and rolled my eyes. “You’re delusional, Raven. No man is ever going to want you.”

I turned away from the mirror, determined to set my mind on something else, when his words echoed in my head.

I want to see you again.

I shook my head. “It’s a lie, Raven. Why would any man want to see you again?”

I reached back and undid the zipper of my dress, letting it pool at my feet. His words echoed again.

Because there’s something about you I can’t ignore.

“Ugh! Stupid.” I picked up my dress, flinging it across the bed in frustration when the door to the bedroom flung open.

I screamed, quickly covering up my breasts as Serge walked in, his eyes taking me in as he approached me. I looked away, nearly cringing as I felt his hardness press against me.

“What do you want?” My voice trembled as his hands reached around me.

“I disgust you, don’t I?” He sneered, his breath reeked of alcohol.

I stayed quiet, not wanting to ignite his anger.

“You think you can forget your place, Raven? That you could sing to just anyone.”

“I wondered if he’d seen the show tonight. I prayed that he hadn’t.”

“You're nothing but a plaything for me.Myproperty.”

He yanked down my arms, my breasts on display. He reached out pinching the tips, cruelly digging his nails in until I cried out in pain. He then shoved me back onto the bed.

“You’re mine, Raven. Don’t you ever forget it.”

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