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Chapter12
Barbie
Isquirmed in the plush leather seat of the sleek car, feeling trapped and uneasy as Fin divulged more about his dangerous job as a drug runner. He casually mentioned the name of the ruthless drug lord he worked for, and my heart raced with fear and suspicion.
As we’d left the loft, he spotted one of his roommates in the stairwell, making his way up from the garage. Fin smoothly asked to borrow his car, nonchalantly mentioning that he might not be back until the next day.
The guy had shrugged it off and revealed that he could simply borrow a car from the powerful boss they both worked for. In that moment, as I watched Fin slip seamlessly into this dark world, I couldn’t help but feel captivated by his facade of normalcy. To those on the outside, he may have seemed like just another oddball, but I knew the terrifying truth of the psychopath brewing deep within him.
A few hours later, we pulled up to Grant’s house, and I refused to get out of the car. I clenched and unclenched my fists, hating how nervous I felt at the thought of Grant being inside.
I turned to see Fin already looking at me. He was leaning back in his seat, his clothes blending into the black interior of the car. Even his tattoos blended into the seat. I wanted to touch him.
“Your face is so easy to read, Barbie.”
“What?” I shrank back.
“You look like you are dying to fuck me.”
I felt my face burn up, and I was sure it was as bright as a tomato. I squeezed my legs together, knowing I was already so close to coming. He reached over and gripped my left thigh, bringing his mouth to my ear.
“What are you thinking about, princess?” His hand parted my thighs and cupped my pussy. “I don’t even have to slip my fingers in to know how wet you are.”
He sucked my neck hard enough that I knew he left a mark.
“Fin…” My voice trailed off when he pressed his lips against mine. His hand snaked into my hair and yanked it backwards. His kiss turned desperate now, like a man who hadn’t eaten for days sitting in front of a feast.
More. More. More.
I was becoming greedy. I wanted his scent etched into my skin. I wanted him closer, leaving no space between us.
“You taste so fucking good,” he said before biting the curve of my shoulder.
A combination of intense sensations washed over me, causing a mix of both pain and pleasure to ripple through my body. It took a few seconds for me to come back down from the high, and I could feel him nipping at my neck.
“You need to get out of the car before I pull you to the backseat, darlin,” he said hoarsely.
That didn’t sound like a bad idea, but I knew the longer I stayed in the car, the more I was putting off the inevitable.I fixed my clothing and stepped out of the car. Fin slid out of the driver's side and rounded the front of the car.
“Don’t linger. Grab what you can and leave.” He grabbed my hand and kissed it. “I’ll be here. Hiding in plain sight.”
The house was eerily quiet and I only just realized how big it was for two people. I walked into the kitchen to find the note from this morning still here.Pride ran through me when I realized this was the first time I’d disobeyed him.For the past year, I had felt trapped in this house. Anything he commanded, I followed, because there was no way out for me. But Finley was here now.
He came for me. Now, I had a choice.
I didn’t have to prove myself to my parents or rely on them. I had Fin, and there was nowhere I felt safer than in his arms.It wasn’t until Fin came back into my life that I felt like myself again. He made me feel stronger.I left the kitchen and walked up the steps to the bedroom. My suitcase stood in the closet, covered in dust. Every time I opened the closet, it was a reminder of how I had nowhere to go.
That was a different story now.
I pulled out the suitcase and opened it on the floor, quickly rushing to collect my clothes. I grabbed my laptop, makeup, notebooks, and anything else I could grab, and threw them inside. My pulse raced when I thought about how much longer it would take for Grant to come home. It was almost seven, which meant he would be home any minute.I turned around and my eyes fell upon my dresser, prompting a realization: my journal was missing. I walked over to my side of the bed and opened it, only to find that my journal was no longer there.
What? I know I put it in here.
I pushed loose objects around in the dresser, bending to look under the bed in case it had fallen, but nothing. It wasn’t here.
Thump… Thump… Thump…
At the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, my stomach dropped, and I panicked.Please let that be Fin. Please let that be Fin.I turned slowly, and my blood froze in my veins when I came face to face with Grant.
