Page 27 of Refusing the King


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I put up with the poking and prodding. And the general inconvenience.

Because I wasn't going to sleep with Sergio.

Except—I did.

And I swear—right up until the last moment—when Sergio was on top of me, my legs spread—I thought for sure my father would break through the door and stop the whole thing.

But that's not what happened.

Not at all.

Nope.

Sergio took my virginity with one horrible, painful thrust.

I remember screaming so loudly that my ears rang. The shock of him.

The burning, tearing agony.

The incredible humiliation.

It was too much.

I had instantly started crying. Not understanding why Sergio would continue when I was yelling—screaming for him to stop.

But he didn’t care.

No, he enjoyed it.

A lot.

A lot a lot.

As for me—I didn't.

Not at all.

And not the hundreds of times after that, either.

Nope.

Sergio was a pig.

My father moved closer to me. "You fooled some stupid doctors. Big fuckin' deal. I know you were sleeping with anyone you could."

Oh.

My.

Gosh.

He was such a liar.

"I did all of that for you. To save your pathetic ass. And now look at you." I waved my hand at him. "Still asking and still taking."

He opened his mouth, ready to spew some other kind of horrible garbage, I was sure.But another voice caught our attention.

"What the hell's going on in here? Why are you in the house?" Nick yelled over at us.

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