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The boy had to be mine. I wouldn’t accept anything else. I just needed to find a way to prove what I already knew.
Why in the fuck didn’t her house have an alarm system?Duh, hello? Junky trailer doesn’t tell you why?
I didn’t care what her place looked like. Women and children should always be protected from the evils in the world. There wasn’t a single camera, sensor, or motion detector by the door that I could find.
The lock was a piece of junk too. A kindergartener could pick it with a paperclip in thirty seconds. Anyone could break in and hurt her and the boy.
Fucking Vegas and Tomcat.They would’ve adequately protected Ella and her son if they cared even an ounce for them.
When I get her back, I will move them out of this dump and into a real house with a top-of-the-line security system.
Hold up. What the fuck was that?
Get her back?Wrong!
I didn’t have to get Ella back because I had never lost her. She still loved me. Her love was just buried under a pile of hate and contempt. But I’d uncover it.
Clearly, I was talking out of both ends.I wanted her. I hated her. Nobody could have her because she was mine. Mine, mine, mine! Then I didn’t care about her. Hadn’t come back for her. Yet I’d kill for her.
It pissed me off how my brain and emotions were a fucked-up mess because of the goddamn tumor. I was running around like a chicken with its head cut off, just trying to find my home, my safe place.
Ella is my safe place.
I closed the door behind me and didn’t bother locking it. The trailer was a single wide with the kitchen and living room connected. A narrow hallway led to a bathroom. There was a door closed, a warm yellow glow filtering out from the bottom. It was safe to assume it belonged to the kid.
The next door was cracked open. I peered in and sawSleeping Beauty.
When I’d told her earlier thatno one, not God or the Reaper, can keep me from you, it had triggered another flashback. I’d said those exact words the last time we were together, just before Thanksgiving. But there’d been a second sentence:I will love you until I take my last breath, then haunt you until you take yours.
To say something like that to a woman was profound. Until today, I hadn’t imagined the words would ever leave my lips, yet they had. And I’d remembered them during our heated argument.
I’d been thinking about her all day, trying to force myself to remember more. And I had.
Ellassandra Hill had been the most incredible, irreplaceable, and priceless possession I’d ever had. She must’ve felt the same for me, if I’d felt so strongly for her. And if she had, how could she let me go so easily? It hurt to know someone I’d loved had moved on without me.
It also enraged me. I wanted to tie her up and punish her. Give her pain… make her cry and beg for mercy.
But not tonight. Tonight was about remembering who we’d been to each other and figuring out if I wanted to put in the effort to be with her again. After the jealousy and fury pumping in my veins when I’d seen her with Tomcat, it was safe to assume I would do anything to be with her.
I stared in awe at her. Her silky blonde locks were fanned out on the pillow, her pink lips were slightly parted, and her right arm was tucked under her head. She wore a blue tank top that had skinny straps. It was tugged to one side, revealing part of her tit.
My mouth watered, and my teeth ached, desperate for a taste.
I wished I could touch her, rouse her from sleep, and fuck her into the morning. I was confident the act would make more memories return, then I could begin to pick up the broken pieces of her heart that my absence had caused.Fucking tumor.
But she wants nothing to do with you. She hates you.
So she’d said. I was confident she’d lied about everything, even when she’d said I wasn’t her son’s father. I’d spank her tight ass so hard, then bite it until blood trickled out of the teeth marks for her blatant dishonesty.
Ella likes pain mixed with pleasure.And just like that, a new memory rushed back. Scenes of us together, doing all kinds of depraved sex acts, pummeled my mind. Images in the woods. Ella’s screams of ecstasy. Her bound wrists and cuffed ankles. Me whipping her with a strap.
I rubbed my swelling cock as more details whirled back.
Melted candle wax.
Knives.
Blindfolds.
