Taken for His Bride: An Arranged Marriage Dark Mafia Romance (The Torenti Family Book 2) by Mae Doyle

Author:Mae Doyle [Doyle, Mae]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-06-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Hannah

I honestly didn’t think that I would ever get to sleep last night, not with the thoughts of what Arlo had done swirling through my mind. I was trying my best to piece together what had really happened with my memories and what he told me, but it was practically impossible.

The next thing I know, I’m waking up thanks to a stream of light on my face. Sitting up, I moan and cover my eyes. They still hurt, and the entire side of my face is puffy. Mentally, I do a checklist to see how I’m feeling.

My face aches. I can’t touch my cheek without sucking in a hiss. My right shoulder feels like it was dislocated and then shoved back into place, but I’m not sure if that really happened or if I just feel like it did.

Both of my wrists burn from being tied down, and my hips feel like someone slammed me into the floor. I have cuts up my legs and on my feet, but Arlo or the doctor must have bandaged me up, because I can’t look at them. The puffy white gauze looks out of place against the bruising on my arms and upper thighs, and I shiver.

I need a shower.

And something else to eat.

There are cold scrambled eggs in bed, and for just a moment, I wonder what the hell happened last night. We didn’t…

No, we didn’t. It was just me thrashing around that caused my plate to flip over onto the covers. Slowly I turn to look for Arlo, but he’s not in bed with me. I’m surprised at first, but then I remember my feet. It’s not like I would be able to make it very far if I did make a run for it, so he probably thought that he could leave me here without any problems.

The rest of the bedroom is just like I remember from last Friday, but there’s no Arlo sitting in the corner. I notice that the bedroom door is open just a crack and I call out for him.

Holy hell, my voice sounds like shit. He doesn’t come, probably because he couldn’t hear me, so I clear my throat and try again.

“Arlo?” This time I’m sure that I’m loud enough for him to hear me, and sure enough, after a moment, he leans in the room.

I swear, my heart stops. I shouldn’t feel this way about him, not when I know what I do about him, and not when he could easily kill me or fuck me, but I can’t help it. There’s a twisting low in my core that I recognize as longing and I feel myself start to throb.

There’s just no way to look at him without remembering what he was able to do to me the other night. He did things to my body that I didn’t know were possible. He made me feel something that nobody ever had before.

But that doesn’t mean that I’m not terrified of him.

“You called? How

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