A Debt So Ruthless by Vero Heath

Author:Vero Heath [Heath, Vero]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Peace Weaver Press Inc.

Chapter 23

Deirdre

When I wake up in the morning, I feel well-rested, and I don’t like it. Don’t like how incredibly comfortable this bed is. Or how deeply my body fell into slumber after last night. After…

After I came. Twice.

I pull the covers up over my head, as if I can hide my shame that way. What is it about Elio, and my body around him, that turns me into someone I don’t recognize? Someone I don’t know?

My phone buzzes on the bedside table, and I whip off the bedding, reaching for it. Maybe it’s my father contacting me. Maybe everything Elio told me about him leaving, about Bridget, was just a lie meant to make me fall further into this trap, this world. To make me trust him.

But there’s no word from Dad.

There is, however, a text from Brian, letting me know he’s back from Christmas break in Ottawa and wants to see me. I almost laugh, bitterly, about the change in circumstances since December. I spent weeks avoiding Brian, and now I couldn’t even see him if I wanted to. Something tells me that meeting up with my ex-boyfriend is absolutely not something Elio would allow. And part of me is pissed about that, not because I want to be anywhere near Brian, but because of the control.

But another part of me, a part low in my belly, tightens strangely. Almost as if I like this. Like the fact that the bars of my cage have both trapped me and protected me.

But I’m not protected, am I? Not from Elio. He’s the one I need to focus on, to be most worried about. I wonder what Elio would do if I did somehow meet up with another man. I wonder what he’d do if Brian tried to get to me now.

Probably wouldn’t end well for Brian.

And it scares me how that thought brings me a short slice of terrible satisfaction. Fuck, what am I turning into? Elio is not my bodyguard or my boyfriend. He’s my abductor. The possessiveness he feels over me is not something to be admired. It’s something I need to fight.

Or I will never find my way back to my own life again.

I mentally tally how much was reduced from my debt last night. Twenty thousand from the panties – Jesus Christ, I still can’t believe I’m selling my goddamn panties to the mob now – and eighty thousand from last night. Or was it seventy? I remember him getting to eighty-thousand, I remember him saying it directly against me, the words stirring over my aching clit. But I’m pretty sure I stopped then. That’s when I… I…

I came. For the second time. He spanked me, just hard enough to hurt, just hard enough to let me know exactly how much power he holds and, at the same time, how much he held back, and some buried, dirty part of me had actually liked it.

And the worst thing is, I don’t think Elio created that dirty part.

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