Total pages in book: 191
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
My insides shrivelled. My heart screamed for the boy I’d always loved. The boy I was born for. The boy the sea had given me.
Aslan!
Please...
Swallowing back my tears and my fears, I snarled, “I won’t let you touch me.”
He clucked his tongue. “Ah, see, that’s a bit silly. I’d rather you didn’t say that because I’d hate to prove you wrong.” He narrowed his eyes, evil shining in them. “Regardless that you didn’t have the full dose, you won’t be able to fight me off, so I suggest you don’t even try.”
My vision greyed; my skin turned slippery with sweat.
Every part of me throbbed and scratched. My bones were put together wrong. My blood fuzzy and weak, terrified and woozy.
Ethan murmured, “Now, while you’re conscious enough, stand up and get on the bed.”
My heart grabbed an axe and hacked through my ribs. Scrambling to my feet, I forced my knees to stay strong and my vision to stay focused. “Let me go or I’ll scream.”
He laughed and extended from his crouch. “Do you honestly think anyone will hear you over the music below?”
“The poliice will co-come.” My tongue tied itself into knots. “The poliwice—”
My own body betrayed me, tripping deeper into the drugs. Fear shot through me again, keeping me clear-headed for another second. “A noise commmplaind will be fil-filed and—”
“I better hurry then.” With a smirk, his hands went to his jeans. With practiced fingers, he undid his belt, yanked it from the loops, and smacked the leather against his palm. “Now...seeing as I’m in a happy mood, I’ll once again give you two choices.”
My heart stopped pounding; I went deathly still.
The room turned upside down.
I couldn’t catch a proper breath.
I stumbled and caught myself on Joel’s side table, sending a stack of glossy magazines to splat against the carpet. “Plwease...just let me go.”
“Choice number one.” He advanced, making me dart toward the bed, stumbling to my knees as the walls became the floor. “You spread those pretty legs for me and enjoy it. I’ll be nice, I promise. Option number two is—”
“Fuck you!” Scrambling back up, I tripped to the other side of Joel’s bed. Ripping open his bedside table, my hands dove inside the messy drawer.
A knife.
A letter opener.
Something...please!
Ethan threw himself over the bed, knocking off pillows and bumping into me.
I went flying as my balance turned into bubbles, and I popped into nothing.
“Fuck it. You don’t get a choice anymore.” Wrapping his arms around me, he picked me up and tossed me onto the bed.
I fought for the edge.
I kicked as he landed over me.
I screamed as his knees imprisoned my waist and his hands grabbed my wrists.
I groaned as the room went black.
I clawed at my consciousness to stay sane, but sanity slipped through my fingers. Like water. Like air.
I blinked, and the moment had changed.
How many moments have passed?
My wrists were tightly bound.
I tried to bring my arms down.
Rip-roaring panic as they refused.
I looked above my head at the belt wrapped around my wrists and looped around the wrought-iron headboard.
I screamed.
Fuck, I screamed.
He didn’t even try to stop me.
He let me scream until I gasped for breath and passed in and out of awareness.
Pockets of moments. Snippets of heartbeats. I was here and there. This world and another. I was sick and horrified. Cold and terrified.
Aslan!
ASLAN!
“Easy there. Don’t give yourself a heart attack.” Ethan shifted off me, his hands once again going to his jeans. This time, he unbuttoned and unzipped, and with a smirk, shoved down his jeans and boxers to mid-thigh.
“Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you!” I snarled.
“I think you’ll find I’ll be fucking you.” He laughed as his cock sprang out, thick and hard.
I screamed so hard, I passed out for a moment.
I came to with his palm tapping my cheek and my dress shoved up to my stomach.
Something broke inside me as I noticed he’d removed my white cotton knickers.
He spun them around his finger. “You gonna stay awake for this or fall asleep? Either way is fine with me. I still get to fuck ya.” Reaching into his jeans pocket, he pulled out a condom.
My heart smoked, blazed; it burned me into cinders.
“Zara!” I screeched. “Zara. ZARA!”
“She can’t hear you. Cooper likes to tie her up. He told me that she loves it when he steals all her senses. She begs for a blindfold and headphones so she can fully focus on his dick inside her.” He winked. “Should we do that with you? So you can feel every inch of me?”
A keening noise rose in my throat.
I couldn’t help it.
I’d never made such a noise before.
A helpless, suffocating noise that reminded me of dying animals and broken things.
“Please...”
“Patience. Just gotta wrap it up.” Tearing at the packet with his teeth, he rolled the condom on his erection. “Can’t have any tiny Ethans running around, can we?”