Coveted: Men of Mayhem: Book Two by Luciani Kristen

Author:Luciani, Kristen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Julia

“Please don’t do it. Don’t rape me!” Tears sting my eyes, his thick fingers digging into my throat. I guess trying to knee him in the groin when I can barely feel my own legs was kind of a stupid idea.

He recoils slightly, his eyes wide with horror. “My mother was raped before she died,” he says in a quiet voice. “I would never do that to you, Julia. I’d never violate you like that. My pleasure will come when you finally realize that I’m the man of your dreams. I haven’t laid a finger on you because I respect you too much. And I love you,” he rasps against my ear, his voice cracking. “I’ve done my best to make you comfortable and warm. You’re safe here with me, so don’t act like I’m some kind of monster.”

Monster. There’s that word again, the one that turned him into a raving lunatic the first time I said it. I think I’ll reserve it this time.

He thrusts my violin at me. “Now let’s try this again. Play this for me.”

“I’m just scared,” I whisper. My teeth chatter as I struggle to draw in oxygen. “You keep drugging me…why?”

“There is no reason for you to be scared. You’re here because I can’t live without you, and once you realize that, I will stop drugging you. The injections stop you from running away from me. But I don’t want to force you to stay. If you keep fighting me, we can’t be intimate, and more than anything, I want us to be connected at that level. I need you, Julia. But I need you to want me, too,” he says simply, as if his words make all the sense in the world.

“But you don’t even know me.”

He nods. “But I do. I know you very well. I’ve studied you. I’ve followed you. And I’ve watched you.” He drags a finger down the side of my face. “Your expressions. Your smiles. Your tears. Your sensuality. And I want it all to myself.“

“People are looking for me,” I say in a trembling voice as he raises a knife to the side of my head and slides the cool steel against my prickled skin. “You can’t get away with keeping me here against my will.” Speaking those words sucks so much energy from me and I have the sudden need to sink to the floor. Jesus Christ, what has he been drugging me with? My memories are spotty as hell, and I have no idea how much time has passed since he took me from my parents’ house.

But my mother collapsed on the floor in a pool of her own blood, the gunshots that claimed her life when I tried to make a run for it…fuck yes, I remember all of that. That horrifying image is forever burned into my memory, drugs or not.

He says he can’t live without me, says he’s in love with me.

And yet, here he is, holding a knife to my skull, which tells me that if I have any shot of surviving this nightmare, I need to be patient.

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