Black Rose by Dori Lavelle

Author:Dori Lavelle
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Thriller, dark romance
Publisher: Dori Lavelle
Published: 2018-08-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I’m a crying mess as I beg Dax to change his mind, even telling him I’m fine with Christa continuing on as a maid. But it’s too late. He has made a decision and is sticking to it.

When the sun comes out, he handcuffs me again and kisses me softly on the lips. “This is the best thing for everyone. Thank you for the great fuck.”

He goes to take a shower while I sit on the bed, my head spinning out of control, tears warming my cheeks. I can’t believe I’ve pulled the trigger that could kill my sister. What if she doesn’t survive? She’s already so weak. How far can one small bottle of water go? As thirsty as she must be by now, she would probably drink it in one go and have nothing left to keep her alive.

I look around me, searching for something to strike him with when he gets out of the shower. But there’s nothing within my reach. Even if I hit him, how would I be able to run when I’m handcuffed to the bed?

I still haven’t found a solution when he returns to the bedroom, a white towel wrapped around his waist. He looks the way he had looked when I met him for the first time at the Baroque Hotel. He had looked so handsome then. Now he’s nothing but a beautiful monster.

He removes the towel from his waist and uses it to dry his hair. His head of hair reminds me of my shaved head. Done, he dresses quickly, then takes me to Christa’s room. His hand is gentle on my back, but I still feel the burn of his palm.

I hope Christa will see what I was trying to do, that she will know I was only trying to protect her. I wish I could ask for her forgiveness in case it’s the last time we’ll see each other. But I can’t do that with Dax around.

There’s a single bed in the room, but she’s lying on the floor close to the door. Was she trying to escape? When she looks up, her eyes are blank and swollen, her skin ashen. Since she’s unable to stand, Dax helps her to her feet.

“We have a new home for you,” he says. “It was your sister’s idea.”

My stomach clenches as Christa glances at me, a soft frown between her eyebrows.

Please forgive me, I say inside my head, hoping the words will somehow reach her.

I wish I could do something about this, change the turn of events. But Dax has made it clear he won’t change his mind. If I keep pushing, he might kill her instead.

He ushers both of us outside and into the truck. Within minutes, we’re at the stables and my eyes are on the shed he was talking about. Unfortunately, it’s made of brick rather than some other material—such as wood—that could be destroyed easily to create an escape.

Dax throws open the door and shoves Christa inside. There’s a dirty, silver bowl on the floor.

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