Atonement Read online Sloane Kennedy (The Protectors #6)

Categories Genre: Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Protectors Series by Sloane Kennedy
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Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 103231 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
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Dante shrugged. “He ignored me mostly. I tried early on to do things I thought he’d like…like get good grades, keep my room clean, that sort of thing. He never commented when I did something right, but I never heard the end of it when I messed up. I finally figured that if fucking up was all I was any good at, I should do it all the time.”

There was no humor in his words. “What about Aleks? Your stepfather must have seen him as a reminder of your father too.”

Dante shook his head. “It was different with Aleks…probably because he could pass Aleks off as his kid. He even legally adopted him…gave him his last name and everything.”

A name the bastard hadn’t been willing to share with Dante.

“My mom stopped working when Aleks was born, but we still had a good life. We weren’t rich or anything, but we lived in a decent neighborhood, there was food on the table each night. But then my stepfather got hurt on the job and he couldn’t work anymore. His disability check wasn’t enough to pay for the house we were living in and we ended up losing it. Then his check got cut off all together after the company accused him of purposefully hurting himself to go on disability.”

Dante’s fingers trailed over my hand which was resting on my stomach. He began linking and unlinking our fingers.

“What happened after that?” I prodded.

“We ended up moving to the favela…it was all we could afford. My mom began cleaning houses for rich people.”

“What about your stepfather? What did he do?”

“Drank and sat in front of the TV mostly. Sometimes he watched Aleks, but most of the time that fell on me or Mom would take him with her when she went to work.”

“Did your stepfather ever hit you?” I asked, the truth of Dante’s past sounding just a little too familiar in some spots.

He shook his head. “He was a lazy drunk, not a violent one. He mostly just ignored me and I steered clear of him.”

When Dante fell silent, I stopped rubbing his back and lifted my hand to gently turn his head so he was forced to look at me. “Tell me all of it,” I said softly.

He lowered his gaze and he sighed, resigned. I knew he truly thought whatever he told me would change things. It wouldn’t, but I didn’t bother telling him that. I’d have to show him…it was the only way he’d believe me.

“I used to go with my mom on weekends to help her clean houses. One of the couples, Fernando and Ana, were really nice to us and used to give my mom extra money because they said she always did such a good job. They offered me a part-time job doing stuff around the house like mowing the grass and cleaning the pool. My mom had to change her schedule when she got a couple of new customers, so she started going to their house on Mondays while I was in school. But I kept going on Saturdays because we needed the money.”

I hadn’t really understood why Dante was telling me this story, but an uneasy feeling settled in my stomach and I asked, “How old were you?”

“Thirteen,” Dante murmured and I closed my eyes because I knew what was coming next.

“I didn’t even realize what was happening at first. Sometimes after I was finished working, Fernando and Ana would ask me if I wanted to stay and go for a swim or if I wanted to go for ice cream. I began looking forward to seeing them and as the weeks went on, I spent more and more time with them. I’d have dinner with them, watch movies…they bought me gifts. They didn’t want me to get in trouble with my mom or stepfather, so they’d give me extra money so I could tell my parents I’d been doing extra jobs around the house to explain why I was there so much. I started blowing off friends to visit them and I’d lie to my parents about where I’d been.”

“When did things change?” I asked.

Dante didn’t seem surprised that I’d figured out what direction his story was heading in.

“A few months after I first met them. We’d spent the day swimming and watching movies. It was late and I was tired. Normally they drove me to the bus stop near my house, but that night they suggested I sleep over. I called my mom and told her I was spending the night at a friend’s house. I figured Fernando and Ana would put me in one of the guest rooms, but they asked me if I wanted to sleep in their room. We…we were still sitting on the couch…I was between the two of them. I told them I should probably sleep in a different bed because I didn’t know what else to say. They began touching me and telling me it would be okay if I slept with them in their bed because they really cared about me. Fernando told me that no one needed to know. He started kissing the back of my neck while Ana put her hand on my lap. She kept telling me how special I was and then she kissed me.”


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