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I swallow the nervous lump in my throat as he approaches. My legs try to close even though I have a blanket covering my bottom half, which I’m now aware he must have put there.
He stops next to me and leans down. I hear the click of the chain, and then my arm drops, and my body almost sings in relief. He does the same on the other side and then releases one of my ankles after he pulls the blanket up over my legs. I move freely around the bed, my limbs thankful for the freedom.
“What you did was very stupid, little girl,” he says as I pull the blanket over me to cover myself. I keep my eyes down afraid I'll anger the beast.
I feel his finger on my skin as he slides it down and then tips my chin up forcing me to look into his eyes.
“You need to behave, and maybe just maybe these can stay off.” He tips his head to the chains sitting next to me. I nod my head so fast I swear it's going to fly off any moment.
“Good girl,” he says, his voice deep and gravely.
God, why is it so sexy? There is something wrong with me, right?
I watch him as he pulls some clothes onto the bed and a bucket of water.
His eyes lift to mine, and he watches as I watch him, his arms flex as he rings out a cloth.
“Lift up,” he says. Following his orders, I lift my arms above my head. Watching him as his fingers begin working the fabric at my stomach, I’m not really sure what is going on, but I know I want these chains to stay off because my shoulders are killing me. So, I let him.
He takes the top off me that is torn from the trees and covered in dirt. I wince when I hold my arms up for too long and the pain travels down my shoulders into my neck. I screw my face up in pain and hold my hands over both my shoulders and lean forward a little.
“Will anyone ever find me?” I ask as he finishes throwing the cloth into a bucket.
“I have a reputation for a reason, Savannah,” he says, forcing fear to twist inside my stomach.
“Turn around,” he demands. Following his orders, I face the wall giving him my back.
“You always kidnap girls?” I turn my head slightly, looking at him over my shoulder.
“Eyes forward.” He exhales.
My brain sifts through every possible outcome and they all end the same way. With him standing over my rotting corpse.
He moves his fingers across the back of my neck, the sudden pressure feeling somewhat blissful. A soft moan escapes me, and I try to cover it up with my hands, but he hears it.
“If you keep moaning like that, I’ll give you something else to moan about and trust me, you won’t like what it is?”
I bite my bottom lip at his threat. God, I'm broken aren’t I? I just let out a moan when he touched me.
My gaze drops down, and I have the sudden urge to want a peek at something else. I felt him behind me that first night when he spanked me and fingered me until I screamed. I know whatever he’s hiding shouldn’t be locked away but admired like the artwork my father has hanging all over the walls of his overpriced mansion.
“See something you like, kitten?” His husky voice runs through me like a tidal wave. As he leans down and takes a nibble of my ear, his teeth gently sink into the skin, and I flinch a little at the effect it has on my body.
“I-I.” I stumble on my words as he grins down at me with a devilish look. It's almost too evil.
“What’s your name?” I finally find my words after my flustered alter ego calms down a little.
“Jacob.” He doesn't give me anymore, just his name.
“Jacob?” I repeat, furrowing my brow as I go over in my head how I know this man, and what all this has to do with my father or me for that matter.
“Don’t overthink it, princess. You'll only hurt that brain of yours,” Jacob teases me.
An exasperated sigh leaves me before I can stop it, and I clasp my hand over my mouth shutting myself up.
Jacob doesn’t say anything, but I can feel his breath on my skin.
“Your wounds will get infected. I'm going to clean you up, and you're in need of some more clothes.” He picks up the cloth again, cleans me just like he said he would, and then he dresses me.
