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“Please, sir,” she pleads, and the pained look her eyes nearly breaks me.
Wiping the tears from her cheeks, my voice is soft when I finally respond, “I’m not mad at you, kitten. You did everything I asked of you.”
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FIVE
ABIGAIL
“I don’t understand.” My jaw trembles as I fight back the overwhelming urge to cry over disappointing him.
Droplets of icy water ricochet off Grant’s body, chilling me when they hit my skin. Yet, he stands unwavering before me, taking the brunt of the frigid spray of the water.
“You were the perfect pet tonight, willfully following each of my commands. Doing exactly what I demanded of you.” His voice still tender as he cups my face, his thumbs continue to wipe the trickling tears from my cheeks. “I am not the least bit upset with you.”
“Then?”
“I said I’m not mad at you, kitten,” he huffs the words.
Goosebumps begin to prickle over my skin as the little warmth from the steam of the previously hot water has been replaced with cool air. Freezing, I watch Grant’s face and wait silently for him to continue.
“You’re my pet. A fucking toy I paid for. A tight little hole for me to fuck as I desire and to pass around as I please.” His tone flat as he speaks the words.
I know what I am to him…
…what he took me for…
…that I should harbor more vile hatred for him than any man that walks this earth.
Yet, hearing him say the words out loud breaks my fucking heart.
My lower lip quivers and my ability to hold back the stream of tears is lost. I sob silently as they begin to pour uncontrollably down my cheeks.
“Disposable when I tire of you. Completely fucking expendable. No one to miss you when you’re left in an unmarked shallow grave…” His voice trails off.
I was right from the beginning…
I’m going to die here.
“That’s all any of them were. That’s all that you’re supposed to be, kitten.” He presses me backward until my back is flush against the freezing stone tiles of the shower before boxing me in with his body.
“His lips on your skin and watching him enjoy what belongs to me…” His jaw ticks as he clenches his teeth. “I may have offered you to him, but I could have fucking killed him for being inside you.”
The back of his hand drags along my skin, which is nearly raw from scrubbing where William had smeared his vile cum over me.
“The thought of another man ever touching you again fills me with an indescribable rage. The devil in me willing to do the unspeakable.” His hands slide down my sides until they’re both resting on my hips. “Things that would make Satan himself question his morality…For my kitten.”
Staring up at him, my voice strained when I ask, “Then why won’t you look at me?”
“Because the moment I meet those green eyes of yours, I’m going to have to admit to myself that I might actually care about something—someone—for the first time in my life.”
Closing my eyes, I relish in the feel of his hands roaming along my sides. I take a deep breath and reach my hand up to his jaw, and I whisper, “Sir…”
Please look at me.
Tell me I matter.
Lifting his eyes from my body, his gaze meets mine. My heart races and my chest heaves, yet I feel as though I am unable to breathe. The look in his eyes destroys me.
