Toy: Original Sin Book 3 by Hart Stella

Author:Hart, Stella
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-23T16:00:00+00:00

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I was awoken again by strong fingers yanking at the chains around my wrists and feet. My mind was groggy, and at first I didn’t even realize what was happening.

I kept my eyes snapped shut and fought to go back to sleep as the person unchained me. My dreams were my only solace right now. My only escape. They were warm and tranquil, filled with my best memories of Mason.

A large cup was thrust into my hands. Finally, some more water. I sat up and gratefully gulped it down, squinting as my eyes adjusted to the candlelight in the cabin. “Thank you, Danny,” I rasped.

“You’re welcome, my little lamb.”

The voice sent a chill down my spine. It wasn’t Danny. It was my father.

I looked up. Our eyes locked onto each other, mine wide with apprehension and his narrowed with disdain.

I wished my fear wasn’t so palpable, but I could tell from the flickering triumph in his gaze that I was doing a poor job of hiding my inner turmoil.

His features relaxed into a smile, but his ominous aura remained. “Come on, little lamb. Get up.”

He didn’t forcefully drag me to my feet like the other men did. He simply held out a hand and helped me pull myself up. Then he guided me out of the cupboard and into the main part of the cabin. There was a large wooden table with several chairs around it in the center of the room.

“Welcome back,” he said, staring down at me. He reached out to touch my hair. “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”

The candlelight cast flickering shadows over him. His hairline had receded even more over the last decade, but his face was exactly the same. In that moment, as he caressed my head while staring down at me with that assessing gaze, all I could think was: this is my father. It was almost impossible to recall the monster that lurked behind the mask.

I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to remember that it was there. That cruel, unrelenting beast.

“We need to talk, don’t we?” He cocked his head to the side.

Terror washed over me. My knees almost buckled, but I steeled myself and remained upright. I didn’t want to show him any weakness.

“Fine. Let’s talk,” I said, wishing my voice didn’t come out so squeaky.

He nodded to one of the chairs. “Sit.”

I did as he said. He took the chair across from me. A benevolent smile lit his face as he studied my own. “You look so much like your mother now that you’re older. It’s amazing.”

“Are you going to kill me the same way you killed her?” I bit out.

“I didn’t kill her,” he said, the cold smile still fixed firmly on his face.

“Not directly. But you staged the so-called terrorist attack where she was shot,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “I’m guessing your mafia friends helped you with that.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Ah. So you’ve been doing your research.”

“Not really.” I shook my head. “Tom Anderson mentioned the mafia connection when you sent him to kidnap me.

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