Ruthless Destruction (Degenerates and Sin Book 1) by CM Wondrak

Author:CM Wondrak [Wondrak, CM]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve – Brianna

What was wrong with me? No, seriously. That wasn’t a rhetorical question. What the actual fuck was wrong with me? That question echoed in my head all day Saturday, and no matter what I did, I couldn’t shake it off.

After Gareth had finished his… whatever the fuck you wanted to call it last night, he’d told me not to wash my sheets in the morning, that he wanted them for himself, for whatever fucking reason. When I’d gotten up, I’d found there was a bit of a mess. A little bit of blood, but not too much, along with some dried cum.

Fuck. Even now, I couldn’t believe he’d come into my room and done that. I couldn’t believe I didn’t fight harder to stop him. And, what was worst of all, I couldn’t believe I’d enjoyed it.

So, back to the original question: what the hell was wrong with me? I knew you couldn’t base anything on the way bodies felt, that sometimes your body could betray you and it wasn’t your fault at all… but saying that made it feel like last night with Gareth felt good. Just good.

That would be a lie, though, because it had felt fucking amazing. Like, it’d been impossible for me to think straight. My body had its own mind when it came to Gareth and his craziness.

Oh, it was insane. I was insane for feeling like that. I was even more insane for getting off at the things Gareth was saying, so I guess he was right. I’d known my whole life that I was different from everyone else, but I’d never thought I was that different.

There would’ve been a certain poetic justice in what he’d said last night. You had to admit it. Killing him while he was forcing himself on me and retaking ownership of the situation afterward.

Oh, God. Listen to me. Gareth got in my head, and now my thoughts were all fucked up, even more so than they were before.

The housekeeper came at noon to do laundry and clean the house. Gareth had already taken my sheets for himself, though I had no clue why the hell he wanted them. For the blood? For the memories? I didn’t know, but I tried not to think about it. The housekeeper put new sheets on my bed while I worked on homework at my desk, fearing she’d say something.

It wasn’t like she’d seen the sheets before Gareth took them, so there was no way she could’ve known what had transpired on my bed last night. Still, my paranoia wouldn’t let it go.

I tried to focus on my homework, but I couldn’t. It’s why the damn chapter took me almost all day to do. I couldn’t get yesterday out of my head—not just last night with Gareth in my bed, but also the whole thing with Emily, the chef.

The bleach. The red dot on the lower cabinet. The broken, bleach-covered garbage can in the bin in the garage. The paper towels covered in blood.

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