Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 102546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 410(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
He pulls the towel away, and then I feel his hands on my wrists. He removes them from my face and hovers over me. His pretty blue eyes roam my face before dropping to my trembling lips. When I think he’s about to kiss me, he stands and reaches out his hand to me. “Come on.”
He helps me off the bed and leads me to the master bathroom. Then he opens a door at the end of the bathroom. All it has is a toilet. I walk inside, and he closes it behind me, securing me inside alone.
I use the restroom and bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out when I wipe. I’m so sore.
Once I finish using the restroom, I open the door and step out to see him sitting on the side of the tub. He has the water running.
He stands, and my eyes drop to his dick. It’s still hard and has a little blood on it—my innocence. Something that I never thought I’d be able to give away. Something that my father was trying to sell to the highest bidder. I’ve been sheltered all my life, and I finally got to give myself away. My value just dropped, and I couldn’t be happier about that thought. Even if Dillan was the one who paid for it.
“Mia,” he softly says my name, and I blink, interrupting my thoughts to see he’s now standing in front of me with his hands on either side of my face.
I notice my breathing has picked up again. His thumbs rub my cheeks, and I realize I’m crying, and he’s wiping the tears away.
His dark brows pull together, and his eyes search mine before he lets out a long breath. “I shouldn’t have—”
“I don’t regret it.” I know what this looks like. That I’m an emotional wreck right now. I couldn’t even tell him how many times I cried myself to sleep in Italy. How lonely I was. How I felt like death would be the only release I’d ever get.
“I do.” He sighs.
My chest tightens at his words.
“I should have told you no.”
I fist my hands, shoving him away from me, and I take a step back when he doesn’t budge, his hands falling to his sides. “I’m sorry I forced you to do something against your will,” I say through gritted teeth. “It won’t happen again.” Passing him, I go to storm out, but he grabs my upper arm, spinning me around. “Fuck you—”
He yanks me to him and slams his lips to mine. My arms wrap around his neck, and I press my body into him, moaning into his mouth. His hands grip my ass, and he lifts me before setting my ass on the cold marble counter.
I pull away, panting. “I thought you didn’t want me?”
He places his forehead to mine, taking a second to catch his breath. “You deserve better, Mia.” Pulling away, he stares down at me, his pretty blue eyes full of sympathy. “I’m no better than them.”
Wrapping my legs around his hips, I pull him against me, my fingers grabbing his hair. “I’m so tired of people telling me what’s good for me. When do I get to choose?”
He runs his tatted knuckles down my cheek before pushing pieces of matted hair behind my ear. “If you had an option to choose, it wouldn’t be me.”
“Dillan—”
“You haven’t had the chance to see the world, Mia. To experience what other women have. But I promise you that I will show it to you.”
The world? Right now, I’d settle for the hospital to see my brother. “And?”
“And what?”
“Then what?”
He tilts his head to the side. “Then you can choose.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
MIA
I LIE IN Dillan’s bed with a bowl of ice cream in one hand and the remote in the other, flipping through the channels. It’s been a week since I practically threw myself at him in his office. He made a phone call and had all of my stuff delivered from his house in Malibu. I already have what little there was put away in my very own closet. I was surprised when he showed me he had a his and hers. Of course it was empty—just like the rest of the house.
I’m always alone. Dillan is very rarely home. He had told me that once, but I have a feeling he’s also staying away to avoid me. Either way, I’m lonely at night. Just like I was in Italy.
I’ve become friends with the girls, but April and Emilee are home with the guys at night while Jasmine and Alexa are at the club and Kink working. They are getting ready for their grand opening soon. I’m still not allowed to go out in public, so I have to hide out here.
Deciding on a cooking show, I lean my back against the headboard and toss the remote beside me on the bed while I start to eat my ice cream just as my cell rings.