Back Unhinged Cain
Chapters (44)
  1. Title Page
  2. Contents
  3. Copyright
  4. Also by BROOKLYN CROSS
  5. WARNING
  6. Playlist
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. Chapter 3
  11. Chapter 4
  12. Chapter 5
  13. Chapter 6
  14. Chapter 7
  15. Chapter 8
  16. Chapter 9
  17. Chapter 10
  18. Chapter 11
  19. Chapter 12
  20. Chapter 13
  21. Chapter 14
  22. Chapter 15
  23. Chapter 16
  24. Chapter 17
  25. Chapter 18
  26. Chapter 19
  27. Chapter 20
  28. Chapter 21
  29. Chapter 22
  30. Chapter 23
  31. Chapter 24
  32. Chapter 25
  33. Chapter 26
  34. Chapter 27
  35. Chapter 28
  36. Chapter 29
  37. Chapter 30
  38. Chapter 31
  39. Chapter 32
  40. Chapter 33
  41. Epilogue
  42. Thank You
  43. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  44. Stalk Me Links

Screaming, I tried to get on my knees, but he’d jerk hard as soon as I tried, and I was thrown off balance again, my ass finding the floor. I heard the lock for the basement door and began to struggle harder as terror shot down to my toes, giving me a boost of adrenaline.

“Stop fucking fighting, would you,” Abel roared and slammed my face off the closest wall.

I lunged for his leg like a rabid dog and bit as hard as possible until I tasted blood. His yell of pain gave me a burst of gratification until his fist found the side of my face, and stars lit up my sight again. My limbs went weak, and my brain couldn’t seem to remember why I was struggling in the first place.

Small whimpers left my mouth with each painful bounce as Abel drug me down the stairs like I was nothing more than a bag of garbage. Fear lanced my heart, but I still couldn’t make my limbs work properly and ended up moving like a wiggling worm on the end of a hook.

“Don’t do this, Abel,” I mumbled as he tossed me on the metal table. “Cain loves you…don’t ruin that.”

“He’ll love me more for this,” he said and went to tie my hand down.

“No, let go,” I yanked my hand away, caught Abel in the chest with my foot, and then screamed loud as the glass bit into the arch, sending sharp shooting pain up my leg.

“Ow, you cunt, you cut me,” Abel snarled, and I took the opportunity to roll off the table but landed hard on the cold floor.

“Cain,” I screamed, begging him to hear me wherever he was as Abel walked around the table. My body shook as I pushed myself back along the floor, leaving red streaks from my bleeding feet.

“He won’t want you anymore without your pretty eyes. I’m going to pluck them first.”

Tears flowed down my cheeks in steady streams as the song “You Are My Sunshine” began to play in my head.

CAIN

It was a slow day. I’d been moving around from one road to another and listening to the scanner for any possible jobs, but it seemed like no one was out today. Two cars still needed tires, and the oil changed back at the shop. It didn’t pay as much, but I’d be able to get in a mid-day fuck session with my Sunshine, which made it worth heading home early.

She hadn’t wanted me to go to work today, and she’d been very fucking tempting as she stood in just a T-shirt when she handed me my coffee. The schedule I kept as regular as clockwork almost went out the window after I kissed her lips.