Shattered Soul (Re Della Strada Book 1) by Samantha Barrett

Author:Samantha Barrett [Barrett, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-02T00:00:00+00:00

Lakeland

I don’t protest or even struggle when Knox shoves me into the car or even when we arrive at the airstrip and he drags me onto the plane. No one has uttered a single word. Worry gnaws at me at the sudden change in Knox. I expected him to be furious when he found me—I knew he would, I didn’t bother to run after discovering what my father had been doing to me for years. Call me crazy but I would rather be stuck with Knox’s overbearing ass then be forced to go back to my father, until he is behind bars or dead I can’t risk being on my own. I sit in my seat silently and gaze out the window of the plane. Chatter from Knox’s men sounds out as we take off. Once we are level in the air, Knox unfastens my seatbelt and leads me to the back of the plane. Unlike last time he doesn’t need to drag me, this time he walks with my hand clasped in his.

Once we enter the small room where he forced me to my knees, I gnaw on my lip wondering if he will do that again. He releases my hand and moves toward the tiny bathroom nestled into the back of the room and flicks the light on before looking back to me.

“There is shampoo and soap in there. I had Mary leave a toothbrush out for you as well.” A strange sense of loathing washes over me and I frown, trying to decipher what this feeling is but words spew out of my mouth before I can stop them.

“Who the fuck is Mary?” My eyes widen but I quickly school my features when I realize the feeling coursing through me is jealousy! Knox’s face starts to piss me off when I see him trying not to laugh. I growl at the bastard and shoulder past him into the bathroom and slam the flimsy door closed.

“Mary set out some clothes for you on the bed,” he calls out.

“I’m not wearing that whore’s clothes,” I mutter bitterly to myself as I begin to undress.

“I heard that.” My nostrils flare at the sound of laughter in his voice.

“Dick,” I call back as I step into the shower that is so small I have to shuffle around to reach for the soap. As uncomfortable as the shower is due to its size, I enjoy the feeling of the hot water and allow it to wash away some of my stress. I work hard to keep my mind off my sister and the guilt I feel for leaving her alone in that place before fleeing with Knox.

Stepping out of the shower, my jaw unhinges, the clothes I discarded are no longer on the floor and two white towels sit on the small counter. Fucking Knox! I wrap my hair in a towel before securing the other around my body and brushing my teeth. Mary may be a whore but I am grateful for the supplies she got me.

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