Ruin (The Rhodes Book 1) by Rina Kent

Author:Rina Kent [Kent, Rina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Rose Writing
Published: 2019-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

Aaron lost his voice. He can’t – no – he doesn’t want to speak. The doctor said it’s entirely psychological. I know all too well who caused him the shock. I submitted to my tears and thrashed against Arthur for not protecting our son. He said it was all my fault for going against Ariel in a fight I could’ve never won.

I was at fault for protecting my Aaron and now, I don’t know how to do it anymore.

My heart aches for a little child losing his voice due to a psychological trauma. Aaron’s entourage seems to have everything to do with his depravity. So, Arthur is Aaron’s father. But why didn’t Eva talk about Aaron’s brother? Or is he from another woman?

I turn the page when the door to my room opens. With a quick movement, I slip the journal under the pillow when sitting up. My mouth hangs open when the intruder turns out to be an unfamiliar face.

A slim man in a shining tuxedo stands by the door. He’s similar to Van Gogh’s portrait of Eugène Boch, with the angular features and all— except for maybe his fat nose. The cruel look in his eyes impels me to get out of the bed.

Kane mentioned that none but himself was allowed in Aaron’s quarters.

“Who are you?” I stand beside the console, eyes searching for a weapon.

“Well, well, well. The fucker is keeping a prized toy.” He walks to me, his gruff voice and the sound of his steps booming all around me. “Let’s ruin you for him, shall we?”

I’m not given time to process what he said when the man stands in front of me. All thoughts evaporate. I dash to the door. When I reach the centre of the room, I’m pulled back by the hair. Excruciating pain explodes in my scalp.

Strong hands lift me from the waist. My feet leave the ground and I cringe at the roughness of his touch. I thrash in his hold, my legs kicking and my nails scratching his hands in urgency. He puts me to my feet, but doesn’t let go.

“Help!” I scream, the sound strangled with the bile restricting my throat. “Help—oomph!”

A gutting punch into my stomach causes air to knock out of my lungs. I fall limp in his hold. No oxygen comes into my system.

A halo forms all around me and all I can hear is a long buzz in my ears.

The next thing I realise is a soft material beneath my back. The carpet. I’m splayed on the ground, the man hovering above me.

A cigar smell envelops me in a nauseating hold when he speaks a few inches away from my face. “The fucker picked a good toy.”

His finger trails from my cheek to my collarbone, leaving burns in their wake. I clench the soft cloth underneath me. The disgusting sensation enough to shake me from my dizziness. I pull my knee and kick it into his groin with all my strength.

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