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I washed my makeup off, brushedthe inevitable any longer, I grabbed the door handle Would it be so bad if I slept in the bathroom?

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and stepped back into the bedroo in the armchair The scotch bottle was al His eyes found hed without humor “That’s what you choose to hen you don’t want me to fuck you?”

I flushed at his crude language It was the Scotch talking, but I couldn’t tell hi the line as it was “I didn’t choose it” I crossedunder the covers of the bed But lying down felt like a bad idea I didn’t want to makein front of Luca half-naked wasn’t the best choice either

“My stepmother?” he asked

I nodded silass and rose Of course, I flinched His expression darkened He didn’t say anything as he walked past asped as his arm brushed mine The moment the door closed, I released a harsh breath Slowly I approached the bed, e of thein the bathroom, but eventually Luca would come back out

I lay down on the edge of the mattress, turned on my side and pulled the covers up tomyself to fall asleep I wanted this day to end, even if it was only the beginning of hts to come

The water stopped and a few ed fro even to appear as if I was already sleeping I risked a quick peek through half-closed eyes, my face mostly covered by the blanket, and turned to stone Luca was only wearing black briefs And if Luca was impressive when dressed, he was a whole new level of inti when half-naked He was pure muscle and his skin was littered with scars, soh, and soed as if a bullet had torn into his flesh Letters were inked into the skin over his heart I couldn’t read the it was their motto ‘Born in Blood Sworn in Blood I enter alive and I leave dead’

He walked over to theus in darkness Suddenly I felt like I was alone in a forest at night, knowing that so e of the bed I pressedmyself only shallow breaths

Thefor him to reach out for me and take as his Would it always be like this? Would I be hts filled with fear?

The pressure of the last feeeks, or maybe even years crashed down on er washed over me Hatred for my father filled me up, but even worse was the hot knife of disappointivenabout, except for his reputation as a skilled killer, had offered me to the enemy to do with as he pleased The man who should have protected me from harm had shovedpower

Hot tears spilled out of rew heavier and heavier until I couldn’t hold it in anyasped sob burst out of ht it, but another choked sob slipped past my lips