You Are Mine Little Sister (by Syra Tucker) novel Chapter 91

RALI

My fingers nervously drummed on the table as I kept my eyes glued to the door like I was getting paid for it.

I'd never wanted one of Void's godforsaken meetings with his sick circle to end this badly. It's been over an hour since they all went.

What discussion were they even having?

What if Katya already gave him the recording? God, my heartbeat was so loud, I was certain the walls were about to file a noise complaint.

Void would kill me. Literally. And I was sure that'd come after he's tortured the name of my imaginary lover out of me.

This was madness. The plan had been doomed from the start.

Yesterday, right on this very table, I'd tried to picture Jasper's face as I went down on him, but it didn't work. Not even close.

Jasper didn't look like Void.

Didn't sound like him.

And I doubt he had it in him to treat me like a slut with nothing left to give.

As unfortunate as it was, no one could be Void. No one else could do the 'things' he did.

So, yes, the therapy plan failed. But I was sure the unreasonable monster wouldn't give a damn about that and go ahead to punish me for trying.

The door finally opened. My spine shot straight. My legs tensed, ready to bolt if Void stormed out with rage in his eyes.

However, only the trio came out, the door going shut behind Katya. How the hell do I know if Void was mad if I couldn't see his face?

Eric threw a wink at me. Miles maintained his impassive face. And Katya, she looked like she'd just swallowed the last piece of my peace and liked how it tasted.

I felt the clock tick in my head as she moved toward the door.

Closer.

Closer.

I stood up so fast my chair nearly toppled.

"Wait."

She stopped, just an inch away from the door. Miles and Eric, already halfway gone, glanced back. But by the time I reached Katya, they'd both moved on.

"Did you tell him?" I tried and failed to sound bold.

Her cold face cracked a smile. "We both know you'd already be screaming if I did."

I exhaled, but the relief didn't come. Not really.

"So... are you going to tell him?"

Silence.

"Look, it didn't work, okay? The plan was stupid. I was only trying t—"

"I already told him there was no recording," she cut in with an eye roll. "I'd hate to give you one more reason to hate me."

She opened the door and left.

I closed my eyes and released a deep breath. I didn't think I'd feel so indebted to the cold witch.

But this had to stop. Void constantly stalking me—it had gotten more unbearable than I could manage.

I stormed toward his office, ready to rain down fire if needed. The asshole didn't have any right to keep invading my privacy. I mean, what more did he want from me?

I already moved in with him like he wanted. I made him breakfast 'naked' earlier today. I've been doing his bid even if it was against my will. Why the hell will he not leave me alone!?

I burst into the office, ready to breathe fire and fury, but all that escaped me was a shriek when a cruel yank snatched my hair.

Pain exploded across my scalp, and before I could breathe, my face slammed into his desk.

Oh, God. My heart abandoned me again.

My wrists were dragged behind me with a rough cold wire slicing into my skin.

"What're you doing!?" I cried, my cheek still smashed against the wood.

Katya said she didn't tell him. Was there a chance she lied?

Void didn't give me an answer as he fastened my wrists with the wire. Shit. It hurts.

"Wait—"

I tried to move, but one hand on my back was all it took for him to pin me down like a butterfly.

I whimpered when I saw a blindfold coming over my eyes. He definitely knew. He was going to kill me.

"No, please. Just wait." I tried and failed to push against him.

Finally, he said something. "Relax, Green. I just want you vulnerable."

The sound of my sniffle made me remember I'd been crying the whole time.

It was hard not to. Even when it stopped hurting and all he pounded into me was pleasure.

I didn't even notice his hands around my waist, moving from my spine to my back.

"Green," he called, as if to make sure I was still awake.

I moaned in response.

"You said you wanted to talk."

Exhaustion was pulling me to sleep. But this was important. Too important.

"Stop... stalking me."

My eyes were already closed. Honestly, I could've sworn I was in bed because I felt too damn comfortable.

His response was delayed. "Why?"

Because I hate it when you invade my privacy. Because I want my life to be mine. Because I need to fucking breathe without the fear of being watched.

Too many words in my head my mouth couldn't handle. So, I settled for something simple.

"Please." It was barely above a whisper.

I didn't know how much longer I could fight the sleep off.

"Do you promise to tell me about your day, then? Every single detail."

I nodded.

His hand slid into my shirt, making direct contact with my skin as it moved up to my back. I shivered from it.

"Rali... you know I'll get mad if you keep anything from me."

His finger trailed the valley of my spine like he was trying to memorize me in braille.

"You're asking me to trust you. Do you promise to tell me everything?"

I gave another nod.

"I didn't hear you."

"Yes." The sleep took over. "I promise."