Unshaken by K. A. Merikan

Author:K. A. Merikan [Merikan, K. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Acerbi & Villani Ltd.
Published: 2019-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12 - Domenico

Days and nights became abstract concepts. Domenico had tried to rely on his inner clock, certain he knew what time it was, but being kept in a room with no windows had taken its toll. He didn’t know how many days had passed since their imprisonment, but it might have been up to a week. Last time Anderson had them let out of the cellar, Domenico had been positive it was late at night, since he’d been so sleepy, but when he’d been taken upstairs once, bright sunlight assaulted his senses.

And then there was that time when Anderson had them put to sleep for God knew how long. They woke up dizzy, with aches in their muscles and bandaged injections on their inner elbows. Domenico didn’t want to know what happened to them when they were out.

He wished he’d never have to find out. It no longer mattered.

What occupied Dom’s mind when he couldn’t sleep was the safety of his family, and the less they knew about Domenico and Seth’s fate, the better. He hoped Mark would act as usual and be too preoccupied with his boyfriend to call them without prompting. He hoped Giulia would give them space and not notice her employers’ curious absence either, but there was only so long his and Seth’s disappearance could stay unnoticed. And once Mark found out about the radio silence, he would come here, and he would prod, and he would find his doom as well.

They needed out of here, and fast.

Domenico watched his toes curl against the laminate floor in their bedroom-cell. It looked like a standard hotel room, complete with a mini fridge for drinks and a TV that only played gay porn. All things considered, Anderson kept them in relative comfort, which allowed mental and physical regeneration after the humiliating interactions with their captor.

He wondered where their things were, but the fact that neither of them had been asked to unlock their phones with their fingerprints suggested everything might have been disposed of.

Maybe it was for the better.

Seth stared at a large potted plant hidden behind a Plexiglas wall. From the other side of the see-thru plastic, fluorescent light gave the interior an otherworldly glow.

“Do you think Dana would step in as a mother if we never came back?” Seth asked from the bed in a soft voice that gave Dom chills nevertheless, because the question sounded too much like a suggestion that Seth had given up.

“We will go back. Otherwise, we might as well kill ourselves already,” Domenico told him, staring at the blank TV screen.

Since they’d been locked in, dark thoughts were a constant threat, waiting for Domenico to stop a brief moment of banter with Seth to invade his peace, crawling under the comforter when he settled to sleep and pinching his flesh, as if to remind him it was no longer his own.

He’d always considered himself strong, but the enslavement hit him hard, and left no doubt that his skills, his emotions, his thoughts didn’t matter as long as Anderson enjoyed seeing him getting fucked.

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