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“I want you to give me another chance.” Now, it’s my turn for a bitter chuckle.
“You lost that chance when you took those photos of me.”
“Who do you think reported the phone?” he questions but doesn’t give me enough time to answer. “You look just as beautiful as that night.”
My nightmares creep to the front of my mind. I can still see the room, his smile that I thought was charming but held so much wickedness. The phone in his hand as I drifted off to sleep, not a care in the world, only to wake up and have the rug ripped out from beneath me.
“The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I can’t wait to rip these clothes off, play with you all night.”
“You really are obsessed with my dick.”
His right-hand leaves my wrist and grabs my neck, forcing out a gasp.
“Don’t fucking talk about that. I’m not gay.”
My free hand pushes against his chest, but my strength starts to wane from his grip.
“Are you afraid of Daddy’s judgment? Afraid he won’t love a son that wants to fuck a trans woman?”
His grip tightens, and my body burns under his touch, and the demons swirl in his eyes.
“You think I’d take it up the ass?!” he screams at me making no sense at all as my hand claws at his chest to push him away. “Why don’t I show you who takes it up the ass? Be a good little whore just like then, and fucking take it.”
With the last bit of strength my body can muster, I push him away enough that my knee shoots up into his crotch.
He groans in pain, falling to the floor. I gasp for air, my lungs expanding to take in as much as they can. My neck still burns, and feels like his hands are still on it.
I take off as fast as possible away from the motel.
“I still have those photos!” Dalton calls after me, and I stop. “I couldn’t get rid of them because I needed jerk-off material.”
Nausea rolls through my stomach. I can’t throw up right now, not until I’m safe.
“I might just send those to a few people.” His threat lingers in the air, but now the air is too thick to breathe.
I run. I run all the way home. Not once on the way home do I look back to make sure I’m safe.
It isn’t until I see the house that my feet even think of slowing down. As I walk toward the sliding glass door, my legs shake with every step.
Dalton is the reason I have hang-ups about so many parts of my life, but I still can’t believe he would go to this extreme.
“Princess.”
My head shoots to the side with wide eyes at the husky voice.
Oliver is walking toward me with a determined look in his eyes.
Why is he here? I can’t take any more pain tonight. I want to fall into bed and then figure out how to handle my life.
“Sally, I know we’ve been dancing around this, but I’m tired of pretending we don’t lik?—”
He stops as I shift farther away. My panicked expression must set off his concern as his eyes roam my body until he lands on my neck.
His eyes darken further, and his jaw clenches. He points at me. “Who did this to you?”
I open my mouth to answer, but I’m not sure what I'm supposed to say.
Oliver turns on his heel, ready to run to wherever his mind is racing. “I’m going to effing kill him.”
