HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 178

Meadow’s POV:

The first thing I became aware of as I slowly regained consciousness, was the pounding ache in my head. My eyelids fluttered open, a groan slipping out of my throat before I could stop it.

My throat was dry, my body stiff, and it only took me trying to move to realize that…

I was tied up.

A gasp escaped me as I suddenly became aware of my surroundings. I was in some kind of old cabin with corrugated metal sheets as walls and lighting so dim it hurt my vision. The only window was covered in dirt and grime, but despite that, I could see that it was dark outside.

There was no furniture in the room other than the one I was tied to.

What happened to me?

Where on earth was…

“Oh god.”

That was when the memories came flooding in. The phone call with Clarissa, Mel… Mel unconscious on the kitchen floor, Tyler pointing a gun at me right before my own sister hit me in the head with a vase.

“No,” I croaked, struggling to free my wrists and ankles all to no avail. It was too tight, and I was too weak.

Oh, Alaric…

“Oh, good,” a sickly sweet voice cut into my fogged thoughts. “You’re awake.”

I listened to Juniper’s footsteps, fuming as she came around until she was standing in front of me. “I was hoping you’d be.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I gritted out, my nostrils flaring as I struggled against the ropes again.

Juniper smirked, stretching out a hand which contained a glass of clear liquid which I supposed was water. “Here, you look like you need this.”

“You must be crazy to think I’d drink anything from this disgusting place, Juniper. Let me go.”

My sister arched her brow, seeming amused. “Oh, don’t be so stubborn, sis. Have a drink.” She stepped closer, and I started to lock my jaw and turn my head to the side, but on second thought, I let her hold the glass against my lips.

I took a generous sip all while shooting a glare at her. Juniper’s face softened slightly in contentment, but before she realized what was going on… I spat the water in her face.

“What the fuck!” Juniper gasped, spluttering and wiping her face with her hand. In the process, the glass fell on the ground, shattering into several pieces. She scowled at me, and in response, I smirked. “Told you I wasn’t drinking that.”

Her nostrils flared. “You are such a bitch.”

“I’m the bitch?” I scoffed angrily. “I’m the one tied to a fucking chair because my own sister kidnapped me.” I ignored the way she flinched at the word ‘sister.’

“What, all of a sudden I’m your sister again? The other day, you made it fucking clear that you wanted nothing to do with me.”

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