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Shaking my head, I couldn’t believe the lengths Gio was going to. What I could do was understand it though; he needed to check on me, he needed to make sure I wasn’t taking him for a fool. Too bad for him that he wouldn’t know that until it was too damn late.
I beelined it for the huge open-plan living room where the stairs were. The wooden steps were in the middle of the house, a statement piece in themselves. It was one of my favorite things I’d had done here. I climbed them one at a time, not intending to do anything but shower and then to get some sleep. I had a lot more work to do, and more pieces of the puzzle to fit together.
Glancing around when I got to the top of the stairs, a small smile pulled at my lips. The house that I’d been renovating for two years was finally finished, each room exactly how I wanted it. As I made my way down the hallway, I had to stride past four empty bedrooms, a huge his-and-hers walk-in closet, and a home gym, just to get to my bedroom on the end.
It was an epic bedroom though, with the bed built into the raised floor. Custom made because of how big I wanted it. There was no point in me sleeping in one of the standard sizes, not when I could do this. I slept so little that when I did sleep, I wanted to be in full-on comfort.
Floor-to-ceiling windows covered one entire wall, looking out onto my huge backyard. That was the only space that I hadn’t finished yet. The backyards on either side of me were full of toys and swing sets, but mine was bare. I had some ideas for it, but none of them felt right. So I was waiting, biding my time to know what to do with it. And in the meantime, I’d keep the plain grass and lone shed.
I made my way toward the remote sitting on my bedside table and clicked the blue button that closed the blinds on the wall of windows, needing the dark for when I finished showering and would sleep, then made my way into the bathroom attached to the bedroom.
My Italian leather sneakers squeaked on the marble tiles covering the floor, so I slipped them off, leaving them in the middle of the room. I undid my jeans as I made my way toward the shower that could fit at least ten people inside it. The water flicked on, spraying over my arm and clothes, but I didn’t care because within a minute flat, I was naked and pushing under the cascading water, letting it soothe the tension I’d been holding in my muscles for days.
Reaching for my body wash, I squirted some onto my hand, ready to wash away my sins, but as I did, I stared down at my cock, seeing the blood staining my head.
What the…
Blinking, I tried to get my brain to comprehend what I was seeing. Where had that come from? What the hell was going—
Bailey.
Shit.
There was only one other time that I’d had blood on my cock, and that was when I’d taken my first girlfriend’s virginity.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Was she? Was Bailey…
She had been tight…too tight.
Goddammit.
Bailey was a virgin.
She was a fuckin’ virgin and I’d taken her without a second thought.
I wrapped my hand around my cock as it hardened, hating the man I was becoming, but helpless to jerk myself off at the memory of her. It shouldn’t have turned me the hell on, but it did.
I was going to hell. I already knew that, so I may as well have had a good damn time while I was here on this earth.
Right?
* * *
BAILEY
For the fourth day in a row, I woke up knowing what the day ahead was going to be: suffering, pain, sadness, confined to this evil place. It all hit me as soon as I opened my eyes, knocking the breath out of me. They said there were those few seconds when you first woke up where you forgot—forgot about the loved one who had died, forgot where you were—but they were nonexistent to me. It was there instantly, reminding me that I’d been kidnapped and kept here for over three months.
The only saving grace was that I wasn’t in this alone. Well, I was right that second because Seven wasn’t anywhere to be seen in our room, so she must have already been in the club area, doing her “job.”
Rolling over on the thin mattress, I stretched out and glanced around the room, noting the slight burn in my muscles. They still weren’t used to being out of that cage, and I had a feeling it would take a long time for them not to want to scrunch up beneath me.
I hadn’t realized that Seven and I would be sharing a sleeping place until the second night when she’d gotten on the mattress and under the covers. If I was honest though, it was nice not being in here alone. It meant there was less chance for anyone to sneak in—at least, that was how my brain tried to think. The reality was, neither Seven nor I would be able to stop anyone coming in here and hurting us.
It was a false sense of security, one that I wouldn’t rely on, but still gave a little reprieve from constantly being on edge.
