Page 39 of The Irish Reaper


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A man that won’t just kill me and get it over with but is prepared to make my life a living hell until he’s finished with me.

Until he obtains my family’s fortune and murders the rest of my family.

And fucks me like he owns me.

I’ve been a mess, with worry and chaos running through my head. It’s what I’ve been focusing on because the latter of how Finn left that day makes me feel used and stupid.

All I’ve been trying to think about is Collins, and it makes me sick to think of what Finn may have done to him instead of allowing him to take me because he wanted to.

I’m worthless.

I allowed the man I want nothing to do with and definitely don’t want to marry to take his pleasure out on me.

He said he would stop if I was specific about what I wished for him to do, but the words wouldn’t leave my throat because I liked it.

I enjoyed a man desiring me and wanting to own my cunt to his will.

But it should’ve beenanyonebut him.

And after beating myself up for over a day about it, I steered my thoughts to Collins and how his outcome probably worsened.

It couldn’t have been good. Not with what I know about Finn O’Clery and how he enjoys spilling blood.

It’s a constant on my brain as to why I haven’t slept. My eyes are bloodshot, and I’m barely eating. Plans are running rampant through my head of an escape plan because it’s a do-or-die now. I can’t sit idly while doing nothing just because Finn refuses to protect my sister.

I am all Taylen has left in this world, and I can’t manage the havoc that she’s going through. To be used as a human sacrifice for my brother’s selfish needs because, let’s face it, he’s desperate now and doesn’t have many more cards to play.

I’m sure the Bianchis would love nothing more than to rid themselves of the O’Clery clan, then probably take my brother’s head off afterward.

This world is insane, and I desperately want out.

When dinner is finally brought to me, I order the guard to bring Finn to my room. He glowers at me like I am the adversary to his loyalty to the O’Clerys, and tells me he won’t.

I only counter back with how upset my fiancé might get if he denies his future bride to speak with him about wedding plans thataren’tgoing to happen.

However, he doesn’t know that.

Finn might believe I’m so stupid of a woman who is just going to cater to what he tells me because I have no upper hand in this scenario, but I’m not done trying.

If I’m able to get out this door, I might be able to get free or hide.

Either one.

I’m privy to how desperate I am, but no one will know that Finn is missing or knocked out for a little while.

It might buy me some time.

Some that I desperately need right now.

The guard grumbled something under his breath but left with the hopes that he would pass the message along.

That was hours ago.

I’ve already yanked the curtain rail off the wall and fallen on my arse in the process. It was the only thing that I could think of so that Finn couldn’t grab me in the process, but not so long as to where it was hard to handle.

And I’ve been waiting for him ever since.

The moment I hear boots against hardwood floors outside my room, I know it’s time. I can’t be so sure if it’s him or not—or possibly the guard again—but either way, I have to get through the door.

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