This shit is fucked, and I need to fix it. I only hope she’s willing to talk to me.
Getting in my car, I head for her apartment first, hoping she’s there. I go inside and find it empty. Sighing, I get back in my car and head for my house, hoping she’s there. If not, I’ll search the whole damn town until I fuckin’ find her.
I meant what I said to Ensley about loving her sister, and I won’t stop until I have her back.
Chapter 15
Enya
I’m such a foolish idiot. Not just a foolish idiot but a stupid one.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
I let myself get into this mess and now I’m paying for it. How could I fall for a guy who could kiss other women? God, he’s probably doing more with them than just making out with them. I didn’t think I’d been that bad during sex for him to have to turn to someone else.
Sex between the two of us has been amazing, or at least it has been for me.
God, I spent all day thinking about his reaction this morning in the bookstore and wish I could take it back. It’s why when Lillian told me earlier he wasn’t home yet that I’d tried catching him at Sinner’s Cove. I knew he worked around tons of beautiful women who danced for the club. But I didn’t expect to catch him in a lip lock with someone.
God knows my heart hurts right now. No, it’s shattered to pieces.
After getting into the Uber, I’d asked to wait for me, I had them drive around for hours, knowing it would cost me a mint.
Finally, he takes me back to the bookstore, and I pay the large amount that I owe him. I get out and start toward the stairs leading to my apartment. I barely make it up the first step when I feel a hand wrap around my waist, and a cloth is put over my nose.
I scream in terror into the cloth until everything goes dark.
A slap comes across my face waking me up.
“Wake up, my sweet pet.” Fear consumes me at the sound of my stepfather’s voice.
Opening my eyes, my heart begins to race as I find him standing in front of me with his shirt unbuttoned, still tucked into his slacks like he’s some type of model for a book cover. I mean, if it weren’t for the fact he’s tormented me for years he’d be an attractive man. Dark hair with silver peppering the sides, a goatee, and a fit muscled body. One I dread knowing because he’d forced himself on me.
I panic even more so at realizing what I’m attached to. He’s stripped me of my clothes and placed me on the St. Andrew’s Cross.
Oh, God.
No. No. No.
This can’t be happening.
The last time he’d done this to me hits me like a bowling ball knocking over all its pins.
“My sweet, sweet beautiful pet. Restrained for me to do as I please,” he says. It’s my eighteenth birthday, and I’d wanted to be able to leave today. Only I woke up this morning attached to a contraption I dreaded. He taunted me with it for a while and now here I am strapped down.
Mom would have died if she knew her husband was doing this to me. Too bad she’s already in the grave.
“Please let me go,” I pleaded, tears spilling down my cheeks.
“Never, you are mine to do as I please. Or would you prefer I take Ensley,” he gloats.
“No. Leave her be,” I cry, wanting him to leave my twin alone.
“I will for now, but she’ll have something special later. Both of you will.” Cackling, he cups me between my legs. He then proceeds to treat me to his deranged touches, biting, licking, leaving no part of me untouched.
I close my eyes and try to stop the thoughts of that day.
“You look even more beautiful than you did the last time I had you, my pet,” he chuckles, drawing my attention to him.
“Why are you doing this?” I cry.
“I told you I’m never letting you go. That you’re mine. See, I’ve always known where you were. Did you think it was that easy to get away from me?” His cackles grate my ears. “Foolish to think so, pet.”
“Then why?” I ask.
“Because I’ve enjoyed watching you pay your sister everything you had while I enjoyed her body.” My stomach churns at his words. “I’ve taken her to my bed since the day I took you, but unlike you, my sweet pet, she’s not as fruitful. However, she loves the drugs I give her and the touch of the men who also enjoy her body,” he says, moving close enough I can feel his breath on my skin.
Vomit threatens to come up and I’m more than ready to get out of here. If only Kenyon or someone else knew where I was.
“Though it seems that man you’ve been laying with isn’t too keen on her and turned her away tonight when she attempted to draw him away from you as I told her to do. Though seeing you walk away from him hurt and devastated was a damn good feeling.” I swallow the bile back down and do my best to keep the tears at bay.
How could my sister do something like this?
Why?
We’re twins. We’re supposed to want to protect each other.
My tears spill down my cheeks before I can stop them, and I shake my head as my heart aches for all I know I’m about to endure at this man’s hands.
“You’ve been a very naughty girl, my sweet pet. I think it’s time you were punished,” my stepfather announces, stepping away from me with a shit-eating grin on his face that tells me he’s up to something.
Turning to a table I notice he has set up, I see him lift something into his hands. “This, my pet, is what we all call Heavenly Rose. I think you’ll find it
