Page 18 of Twisted Sin


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Breathe in… Breathe out…

“Do you really think that Barbara girl even remembers you? She was probably so happy to leave this place, to leave you once more.” She dragged the knife across my chest and up to my cheek. “You lied to me, Finley. You never told me you had a sister. I don’t think the board knows you fucked her every chance you got, right? Or…” She stopped and placed the tip of the knife on my bottom lip. “Or did you rape her? Did you rape your little sister when the opportunity came? No wonder she was crying when she left.”

A smile darker that the devil’s asshole contorted her lips. She sensed the brewing tempest behind my eyes, a storm of fury and malice ready to be unleashed at any moment.

“We fucked. It was quite refreshing to stick my cock into a pussy that hasn’t been passed around like a fucking green-bean casserole that nobody wants.”

The moment the words left my lips, her knife was already in motion, slicing my cheek with a terrifying swiftness. The sharp pain of the blade breaking through my skin didn’t register until seconds later, when I saw the blood dripping down my face and felt the warmth spreading across my skin. Her eyes glinted with a dangerous satisfaction, but it soon dissolved once she registered what she’d done.

“Tsk. Tsk,” I said and returned a malevolent grin.

“I talked to her. Barbara. She told me about you. How you scared her. Isn’t that what you do? Frighten people?” she cooed in my ear. “I bet she went out and found someone even better than you. Who knows, she is probably getting fucked by some guy right now, calling out his name as he thrusts his dick in her.”

Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in… Breathe out…

I saw red. I wanted to murder this bitch. I wanted to take that knife out of her hand and stab her over and over and over again until the carpet changed to the color of her blood. I needed to calm down. This wasn’t the first time she’d used Barbie against me.

My pulse calmed, and I unclenched my fists. I turned my face towards her and smiled. “Are you done?”

Her cheeks reddened, and she lifted the knife above her, bringing it down to me, but the blade never connected because her goons ran over and stopped her. I raised a brow at the scene and laughed to myself.

“Thank you so much for your help all these years. I will repay you soon for all your hard work,” I trailed off.

“You… you…” Dr. Harkness stuttered.

A knock on the door broke the tension in the room. One of her men walked over and opened it. Dr. Harkness grabbed her white coat and quickly put it on.

“It’s time for Sullivan’s release,” the man at the door announced.

I smiled and gathered my belongings before leaving. When the door closed behind me, there was a loud bang coming from the other side.

I followed the aides who led me to the conference room filled with people who would decide my fate. I wasn’t nervous. I felt as though I had already won.

I’m coming for you, Barbie.

Chapter10

Barbie

Ireached over to the other side of the bed, relieved to find that it was already cold.I pulled my hand back, tucking it under the pillow and collapsing into the warm sheets.

Thank God, he already went to work.

I gave myself a few more minutes of rest before pushing the sheets back and heading to the shower.One year. It’s been one year, and I still wasn’t used to this life. After John forced me to get engaged to Grant, it wasn’t long before he kicked me out the house anyway. With no money or job, nowhere else to go, and a new fiancé, it only made sense to move into his place.

I stepped into the shower and tilted my head to the warm water, letting it run down my face. I rubbed my hand along my body, the marks on my skin a painful reminder of last night. I wanted to keep Finley’s touch on me for as long as I could. With each advance Grant made at me, I came up with some excuse.

“We should hold off until marriage.”

“You are going to be mine anyway, but if you insist.”

I realized I couldn’t keep making excuses for long and he’d grown tired of waiting the day his restraint snapped and he forced himself on me. That night was scorched into my memory, the pain was so unbearable, I could still feel it whenever I looked at the bed.

Like the nights before it, last night was mostly the same. Grant wasn’t a gentle lover; if he wanted something, he made sure he got it.

And he wanted me.

One night, as he watched me take my birth control, he abruptly grabbed the pills from my hand and flushed them down the toilet.I couldn’t imagine anything more frightening than bearing that man’s child, so when he was away at work, I ordered more pills from the pharmacy and have been taking them since. I blamed the fact that I couldn’t get pregnant on stress from the wedding planning.My hands dragged along my neck and fell to the curves of my breasts. My body heated, thinking about Fin kissing across my skin. The only way I am able to bear the sex with Grant was because each night I imagined it was Fin touching me.

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