Mr. X by Clarissa Wild

Author:Clarissa Wild [Wild, Clarissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Suspense, Thriller, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781500432201
Amazon: 1500432202
Barnesnoble: 1500432202
Goodreads: 21948425
Publisher: Clarissa Wild
Published: 2014-07-19T04:00:00+00:00

“Pain and suffering grants us unimaginable power.” – Notes of X

Chapter 15

X

Tuesday, August 20th, 2013. 09:18 a.m.

The razorblade is blunt, but it’ll have to do. I’ve ordered a new one from the assistant I have here in the hotel, but she’s rather slow in getting her shopping list done. While shaving, I contemplate whether I’m going to give her another chance or kill her and get a new one. Of course she can’t quit; that would mean she could talk. Nobody talks about me. I do not exist. Therefore, they do not exist either.

When I’m done I rinse the razorblade and put it down. Noise in the bedroom alerts me. I step aside and look. Jay is still tied to the bed, and when she sees me looking, she raises a cocky eyebrow. I used a rope this time, but it seems to do the trick. She hasn’t tried to escape in a while, but I keep expecting it to happen. Having her tied up relaxes me, because I know she can’t escape and be killed. For some reason that thought angers me. I wanted her dead myself more than anything, but now that I have her, I don’t want anyone else to kill her. That right is mine alone.

Except, I don’t just want that anymore either. I want her completely. Her body. Her soul. Her mind. I want to do with it as I wish. To do the things I never could when …

I sigh. It was such a long time ago. I don’t even remember what it was like to claim her without having to chain her up. Of course, I’ve always been into the kinky stuff. She used to be into it too. If I try hard enough, she might remember and learn to appreciate it.

But the way she’s looking at me now, with annoyance and boredom, it makes me feel abominable. I am not just that monster. I’m also a man who knows someone like her needs pleasure and fun in order to feel appreciated. And when she feels appreciated, she might be more inclined to submit to me, which is all that I desire. I want to see her offer her heart to me, willingly, and for that to happen, she must crave all of me, even the blackest pits of my soul.

I smile and shake my head, stepping back to the faucet to wash my face. Soul. What a load of nonsense. As if I even have one.

All I crave is her. All I want is her, completely. I know she’s only giving it to me because her life’s on the line, but I want it to be more than that. I will make it so that she’ll only ever want me, even when she can choose not to. That even if I were to free her, she’d still come back to me, no matter what. Utter devotion.

As I lift my head the mirror is my sudden opponent. I watch the beads of water roll down my face, across the hideous mark that covers the place my real eye used to be.

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