Chapters (58)
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- Contents
- Copyright
- Important Note:
- ~ Ground Zero ~
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- ~ Absolutely ~
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- ~ Someone To Feed It ~
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- ~ I’ve Got You Now ~
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- ~ Him ~
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- ~ As I Fall ~
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- ~ The Luckiest Girl In The World ~
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Two Months Later
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Six Months Later
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Acknowledgments
- Also by WS Greer
“You’re going to die here tonight, and he’s not here to save you, bitch,” the person whispers in my ear, and I can tell from the huskiness of his quieted voice that they’re a man, but that’s all I can tell. “Call for him if you want, but he can’t save you now. Go ahead, call for him. Let me hear you scream his name.”
With his heavy body still pressing down on top of mine, the man slides his hand down from my mouth to my throat, moving the knife over to my cheek and making my heart race so fast I feel like I might black out. Fear tightens its grip on me as tears begin to sting my eyes, and my mind races in a million different directions, overwhelming me with confused, terrified emotions.
“I said fucking scream for him!” the man yells at the top of his lungs, startling me and breaking the dam in my eyes. Tears begin to stream down my face, but it does nothing to sway my masked attacker.
“Nas!” I yell, but it comes out weak and broken as I cry through it, and I’m shocked when I hear the man on top of me begin to chuckle beneath his mask.
“You see? Nothing,” he whispers. “You belong to me, and I’m going to have my way with that tight little pussy of yours. You’re going to give it to me whether you like it or not. Now, turn your motherfucking ass over.”
My attacker lifts himself off me just enough to wrench my throat to the side and force me to turn onto my stomach. I try to wriggle away, but the knife at my face dampers all thoughts of struggling, and I give in without a fight. Once I’m on my stomach, the man fists my hair, yanking my head backwards so much I think he’ll snap my neck. I let out a loud cry from the pain just before his other hand comes around holding a cell phone. He takes a photo of my wincing face and holds it up for me to look at.
“Are those tears? Aww, what’s the matter, Baby Girl? You can’t take it?” he says in his full voice, and I freeze. “Well, tonight you’re not going to have a choice but to take it, and you’re going to take it all. Do you hear me, slut? I’m not leaving until I fuck you.”