Page 14 of Valentine's Eve


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“Finances. Now you’re saying I don’t make enough money. Is that why Kingpin’s appealing, he’s rich? Before that girl he married showed up, you were spending an awful lot of time with him. Why else would you be so upset that he was going to marry her at our wedding?”

“Because I didn't want to share my day. I wanted a special day. With you.”

“Well, you ruined that, didn't you?”

“Just like you're ruining us right now.”

“Me?”

“Yeah. Out there acting too big for your britches, getting your dick sucked. I guess I should go fuck somebody, too. What's good for the goose is good for the gander.”

“Over my dead body.”

“We will just see about that. You know, Hallow. I was so sorry and all I wanted was you to forgive me. I wanted that day to have never happened. I wanted to erase my mistake from all of existence. All I wanted was to make things right with you. I would’ve done anything to make it up to you.”

“Anything but tell me the goddamn truth. It’s funny, you’re the one keeping secrets, lying, and leaving me at our goddamn wedding, but you act like I’m the bad guy for being upset about it.”

“Upset is one thing, but you’ve chosen whores over me. It's too late now. I thought I knew you. I didn't think for one second that you’d go out right away and be with somebody else. So, I promise you I will be with somebody else. Mark my words.”

“The fuck you will.”

Hallow came at me. His maimed face took on a dark expression. Clawing at my clothes, he planned to do the unthinkable. His hot breath was on my chest, I could smell whisky. He reeked of it.

“Hallow, I swear. If you don't stop.” I was crying again. This time in utter shock and fear.

My tears only egged him on. Hallow ripped through my nightgown and underwear with speed and resolve. He undid his jeans. Cock in one hand, he held me down with another. He knew just the right spot. In the months and months, we'd been together we had sex a million times. Countless times. So, although the sensation was so familiar, usually so welcome, I got sick as snot when his cock touched me in the right spot. His hand wrapped around my throat as I started to scream. Putting all his weight on me, he clasped his hand over my open mouth.

I bit him, but he was too drunk to care. I couldn't believe what he was about to do.

He removed his hand from my mouth. “You going to tell me what you’re keeping from me?”

“Or what? Going to rape me?”

“I’ll fuck you whenever I want.” His hand seized my hip. “You’re mine. And don’t go thinking anyone else would have you. You wear my brand.” He spoke of my Property of Hallow tattoo. “I’d kill anyone who even tried.”

“Then kill Kingpin if you think I’m fucking him.”

“You know damn well I can’t do that. But you’re going to tell me the truth.”

It was as good a time as any. With Hallow on the verge of doing the unthinkable, it no longer even mattered.

“I miscarried, okay. The doctor said trying again might very well kill me.”

Immediately, Hallow moved, taking his weight and his cock with him. I couldn’t believe I had to be thankful he hadn’t raped me. Backing up on the bed, I covered myself.

Trembling, I said, “I can’t have kids, okay. That’s why I got cold feet. I didn’t know how to tell you.”

The bastard tried to hug me. I hit him. I hit him over and over until he had to hold my hands back.

“Eve, you could’ve told me.”

“I’m glad I didn’t marry a rapist.”

“You didn’t ever say you were pregnant. Was it even mine?”

Another punch in the gut. “Fuck you, Hallow. I didn’t know until it was too late.”

Paisley came through the door.

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