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“He’ll be here shortly. I do believe they’re gathering him now.”
“I can’t see him again. I don’t want to be anywhere near him. Why do I have to stay? I mean, can’t I be monitored somewhere else? It’s not like I have anywhere to go. What am I supposed to do here? I have a life. I have friends that are going to be looking for me.”
Thomas’s expression tightened as he shook his head. “No, Fay. No one good will be looking for you. You had no friends. You had no place to live. No job. You have no other relatives. You’re better here where we can keep you safe. George wanted that.”
“You speak of safety. You think my father would have been okay with what happened to me tonight? With what happened to my mother? I should have been there. At least to talk to the doctors after her death. Will I be able to go to her funeral? How will I make arrangements?”
“Everything’s been taken care of. Master Camelo has paid for everything. Your mother will be buried next to your father, and when the time is right, we will take you to see them. Okay?”
My palm came up to cover my eyes as the raw heartache harpooned me. I was too tired to continue fighting. My entire being ached. All I wanted to do was lay down, sleep, and never wake up. I wanted to forget this night ever happened. Forget what I’d done.
“Is this a fucking joke? Can someone explain why we’re being put in here together?”
“Master Carmelo’s orders.”
Aimon sarcastically laughed at Thomas. “He’s not afraid I won’t break her neck for what he made her do?”
Thomas stepped in front of me. “You know better than to even threaten that. If she gets hurt—”
“Yeah, yeah. If she gets hurt, I get it a million times worse. I know the honor and rules of this family. The thief is considered family now, is she not?”
I internally winced at the name. Thomas ignored him, turning back to me.
“Ada, one of the maids, was nice enough to leave you some sleeping garments in the drawer. She’s close to your size. They should fit fine.”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I’ll leave you.”
“Wait.” I nervously glanced at Aimon before stepping towards Thomas. If looks could kill, I was a goner. Aimon was the devil himself as he eyed me.
“You’ll be fine, Fay, I promise. He’s not going to hurt you. If you need me, there’s a phone by the bed. It won’t call out of this house, but you can reach me. I left the extension written down next to it. Get some sleep.”
Sleep? Was he kidding? Well, I was pretty tired. I just wasn’t sure sleep would come. I really didn’t want to be anywhere near Aimon. I didn’t trust that he wouldn’t hurt me. His expression was filled with his need for revenge. It had me retrieving my clothes and turning to the bathroom at a fast pace.
“No, no way. I’m the one who was raped. I get to shower first.”
I spun, trying not to cower as he stalked towards me. “If you think any of that was consensual on either of our parts, you’re an idiot. I didn’t mean to at the end; I mean.” I stopped, trying to catch my breath so my emotions didn’t get the better part of me again. “I wish I could take it back. I do, trust me.”
“But you can’t, and neither can I. That doesn’t make it right.”
“No, it doesn’t, but look around you, Aimon. Is any of this normal? Is it right? Let’s do each other a favor. I won’t talk to you, and you don’t talk to me. We should get along fine that way. Better than fine if you can stay in your own room and out of mine.”
There was a long pause as anger flashed to something I couldn’t read. “I’ve never been so damn pissed at someone in my life. What if I don’t want to stay away?”
“Then your issues are your own. They’re not mine.”
“You have quite a mouth on you. I can’t beat you. I can’t strangle the life from you, although I wouldn’t mind having my hands around that damn throat of yours. I’m half inclined to bend you over that bed and pay you back. How do you think it feels to say no and have zero control over the outcome?”
“Aimon—”
“My tastes don’t run as dark as yours do. Although, I’m starting to wonder.”
As his eyes raked down my body, I wasn’t sure if he was serious or trying to scare me.
“You’re shaking, Fay. Don’t worry…yet. I’d much more prefer to hear you scream in pleasure than in pain. Although, a mix wouldn’t be bad. It’s really tempting. How much cake is still in your system? Should we find out?”
He quickly closed the distance leaving me scampering back.
