Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
I enter my room and place Aspen on my bed softly. Her body relaxes slightly, her limbs going slack as she sinks into the mattress.
Roni pushes me out of the way and continues to examine her, taking her vitals and placing an IV port into her arm. She doesn’t even flinch, making me wonder how hurt she is that she is passed out like this.
Standing at the end of the bed, I watch the doctor in silence as he gives her a head-to-toe examination. He cleans every wound, no matter how big or small the cut. None of them seem deep enough to require stitches, but that doesn’t make it easier to watch.
When the doctor parts Aspen’s legs to check her down there, I almost lose it. Her pussy is swollen and bruised, blood dripping out of her. More blood and cum is caked to her thighs, all the way down to her scraped knees.
“You don’t have to watch this, you know,” he says without glancing my way.
“I want to.”
I have to watch this, so I never forget what Matteo has done. I need to ingrain this into my mind, let this memory fuel my anger, so I have nothing left besides the need to avenge.
“I have one of my best nurses already on the way. We’ll get her cleaned up and comfortable while I run some tests.”
He pulls out a few syringes and vials from his bags and takes a blood sample. After that, he takes the samples and his bag to my desk and sets up what looks like a mini lab.
A few minutes later, there is a soft knock on the door before it opens, and a woman I’ve never seen before walks in.
“This is Maria, my nurse,” Dr. Roni introduces her.
She simply nods. Dropping her bag on the floor, she quickly walks to Aspen’s side and begins to gently clean the rest of her body, reapplying ointments to her cuts as she moves.
The doctor suddenly reappears on the other side of the bed. Using his fingertips, he feels alongside Aspen’s stomach as if he is looking for something in particular.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, panic bubbling up again.
“She is going to be okay. I know she looks bad, but most of her injuries are superficial and will heal completely within the next few weeks. As far as I can tell, she has no broken bones or internal bleeding. Her vitals are good, and her oxygen is normal.”
“Then why is she so out of it?”
“She was drugged. I have to run another test to know exactly what they gave her, but if we’re lucky, it will be out of her system soon so I can start her on pain meds.”
“So physically, she will recover completely?” The mentally will be a whole other question.
“Like I said, I have to run some more tests to confirm everything, but I’m certain she will be fine. However, I’m also fairly sure she lost the baby. She must have been in her first trimester…” The doctor keeps talking, but his voice is fading into the background of my thoughts.
Aspen was pregnant.
She was carrying something inside of her I never knew I longed for.
A baby… our baby.
A child that never had the chance to be born, taken from me by Matteo.
Shoving my hand inside my pocket, I pull out my phone and unlock it. I find the messages he sent me earlier and type out a response:
ME: BEFORE I KILL YOU, I’LL KILL EVERYONE YOU’VE EVER KNOWN, SLOWLY.
The response comes almost immediately.
UNKNOWN: COME AND GET ME.
Oh, I will. And when I’m done with you, you will beg me to end your life.