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He tsked. “That’s not possible, so you’re going to tell me everything you know.”
“I actually don’t know anything. They’re at a boarding school, but I don’t know where.”
He blinked. “Each time you speak, more information slips out. For someone who supposedly knows nothing, it’s suspicious.”
Silence.
That was truly all I knew about those damn kids. Aside from using their existence against my father, I didn’t care about their wellbeing or whereabouts. Long ago, I learned that blood doesn’t define family, and this was no exception.
The man’s patience ran its course. He took a long drag of his Cuban, exhaling in my face. With a mere glance, Rhea was dragged to his side, despite her protests. He was slow as he took out a Cuban cigarette, lit it, and inhaled the nicotine. The knife was soon pressed against Rhea’s throat, and she visibly froze in place.
“Now, should I slit her throat before you speak? Or should I rip her clothes off and fuck her so you’ll finally speak?”
Suddenly, black dots appeared in my vision. All I could feel was that deep fury, a rage that couldn’t be held back. My body was shaking, and insanity filled my senses. My bottom lip trembled, and I wanted nothing more than to bash his head against the wall for merely looking at us with that lustful gaze.
“Don’t you dare fucking touch a single strand of her hair, you little shit,” I snapped. “Me. Do whatever you want to me, just don’t fucking lay your filthy hands on her.”
To him, hearing my words was a pleasant surprise. With a wave of his hand, the goons dropped Rhea to the ground. Bravely, she tried to remain silent, but her weeping was audible. The pain from her ankle was getting to her.
“This is unexpected,” he commented. “Will you answer the question?”
“I have no answers to give because I don’t know their location.”
He was quick. He crouched down to my level, looking at the tight ropes. He caught me off guard when he cut them off. Thinking it was an opportunity, I started to get up, only to have my knees give out. It amused him, and it made me feel like shit.
“You don’t know when to give up, do you? Even if you somehow tackle me, there’s another three men that will kill you before you’re done with me.”
I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt two rough hands on my forearms. They readjusted my position, bringing me down to my knees. Bogdan Kalashnik was the only person who’d ever made me submit to him, and it was long before I had any strength.
This mere insect dared to put me on my knees, as if he had more power over me. I gritted my teeth together, opened my eyes, and stared up at him. That condescending grin, that ominous glint in his eyes, made my blood boil with rage.
“Speak.”
It was a command and a threat. He brought the knife to my cheek, grazing it. It made my stomach grumble with disgust. It was nothing like the playing I did with Davorin. This one made my skin crawl. My insides turned and nausea rose in my throat.
He didn’t wait too long before he brought the knife down to my chest. Before I was able to process his last action, my shirt was ripped open. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a basic white T-shirt. The main issue was that I’d been in a rush to get to Rhea and didn’t have my bra on.
I was exposed to this motherfucker, and he was looking at me as if he was a starving animal and I was the prey.
Then he raised an eyebrow. “Oh, what do we have here?” He discarded the knife, threw it across the room, and bent down to my level. His breath stank.
His fingertip traced the letter D engraved on my chest. “Since you’ve been branded already, you won’t mind if I add a mark of my own?”
“You can try,” I spat out. “But remember this: every body part that you use to touch me will be taken off you.”
“That’s big talk for someone who is incapable of defending herself.”
“Keep talking,” I urged. “I’ll have so much fun ripping you apart.”
The stalling wasn’t working. With each passing second, he was getting angrier. I didn’t know exactly where we were or how long we’d been there. And since I had an idea or two about how he planned to make me talk, I prayed that Davorin got there soon.
Shivers ran down my spine, and an immense need to throw up suddenly overtook me when his hands touched my breasts. He was touching, squeezing, and groping, all whilst staring at me.
“They’re very pretty.” It was supposed to be a compliment, but coming from his mouth it was an insult.
“They should be. I paid a lot for them.”
Come on, Kaya. You’ve been through worse. It was a mantra I was repeating. This wouldn’t break me. A bastard like this couldn’t break me. I couldn’t allow him to see me weak, vulnerable, not in front of Rhea.
