For a second... I forget how to breathe. The words sit in the air between us suffocating.
My rapist’s twin sister..... my stomach twists so hard it almost makes me gag as a part of me wants to look away, to shut down nd fold into myself like I used to.
But I don’t.....i don’t give her that.
Not again....Nt ever again.
I force my face still and firce my breathing to even out, even though my chest feels tight and my heart is slamming hard against my ribs...i I will not let her see it, I will not let her see that what she said touched something.
Because it did. Something I never wanted to think about again bt she doesn’t get that satisfaction....she doesn’t get to see me break nt in front of her and nt like this so instead....i give her a little wicked smilr, that has her eyes narrowing slightly at that.
"Wow," I say, voice dry, like she just told me the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"So you kidnapped me... because your stupid brother raped me years back?"
I tilt my head slightly.
"How does that even make any sense?"
Her expression shifts immediately to aaannoyance...then anger.
"No," she snaps.
"That’s not it."
Her voice rises as she steps closer, her face inches from mine.
"I’m here because your stupid stupid husband killed my brother!"
She practically screams the last part, her breath hitting my face.
Ahhhhhh ther it is..... that’s hat’s the real reason....something inside me clicks into place and instead of backing down..... I lean into it and I ulet the smile widen.
"Oh," I say softly.
Now that makes more sense.
"But your dumbass brother raped me," I continue, my voice calm but cutting. "He had no self-control."
Her eyes flash.
"My husband did the world a favor getting rid of a little disgusting prick like him."
I shrug slightly against the ropes.
"Honestly, the world’s has been a much brighter place without him."
The slap comes fast nd hard as my head jerks to the side as pain explodes across my cheek and I taste blood again.
But I still don’t react the way she probably wants me to, i turn back slowly still smiling nd that seems to piss her off more as She grabs my face with both hands, her fingers digging into my cheeks and forcing me to look straight at her.
"Now I get why my brother raped you....st first I was trying to understand why, you aren’t all that pretty...you aren’t anything at all.... Bt now I get it, you deserved it...."she says, her voice low and venomous.
"You’re too mouthy."
Something dark flickers in my chest, anger...but I let out a small breath through my nose, trying to get myself to relax.
"And I can see why you two are related," I shoot back....my voice is just as low.
"Twins even."
Her grip tightens bt i don’t stop.
" you both have that same twisted thinking and reasoning, and that dark black heart of yours...must run in the family I see.."
"And you can’t even really say he raped me," I add, letting the words drip with mockery.
Her brows knit together slightly, confused for a second.
"Well not with that small sized dick he had," I continue.
"A pathetic little thing. Couldn’t even fit anywhere, like a damn pencil."
Her entire expression twists into something ugly and Furious.
For a split second, something inside me recoils.....because that’s a lie, a complete fucking lie.
He hurt.....God, did he hurt. It felt like he was tearing me apart....like my body wasn’t mine anymore and I was breaking in half.
The memory flashes..... and I shove it down immediately. Not niw....nt in front of her.
She doesn’t get to see that, she doesn’t get to know that. So I hold her gaze.....unflinching even though my chest feels tight again.
Even though something ugly is clawing at the inside of me I don’t let it show
And strangely..... i realize something, jm enjoying this..... this Pushing her nd getting under her skin, even though I know she can hurt me, even though I know she will.
But the look on her face right now?
It’s Totally Worth it.
Her lips part slightly nd her breathing changes then slowly.....She straightens nd steps back.
Her expression shifting from rage... to something colder nd calculated.
"I can’t hurt you," she says.
Her tone is different now, which has my stomach tightening....something about that sentence doesn’t sit right.
"But," she continues, turning her head slightly....
"No one said anything about your driver."
My heart drops.
"No....."
I twist slightly in my chair, looking toward him as the driver’s eyes widen immediately.
"Hey....no...."
She gestures lazily.
"Untie him."
The man behind her moves without hesitation, stepping forward and Kneeling beside the driver, starts working on the ropes.
My pulse spikes fast, my mind racing for him m
"What the hell are you doing?" I snap, my voice rising now.
"Leave him the fuck alone, you stupid fucking bitch."
No one listens as they continue to lossen the ropes.
Then fall away completely and fr a second, I think.....
Hope flickers, maybe he can run, he’s string maybe .....

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