Chapter Twenty Eight: A Mind Game

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Lettie's POV
Lately, every time I wake up, I'm groggy and it feels like waking up from a hangover. I used my hair back to get th usual view th concrete room has to offer. Trees, a lot of trees and a mountain range. I still can't figure out where I am. The weather is always dull.

I sat you and quickly noticed the bandage wrapped around my upper arm. It was like a sudden jolt of electricity for me and I sprung to my feet. Now I remember. Brody showed up yesterday. He came in with another man. I put up a fight but he subdued me and they injected me with something. I think that's why I feel this way. I was drugged.

"He tagged you like a farm animal." I have noted at the sound of his voice. Today he's on the other side of the bed, quietly going through his phone. I didn't even realize he's there. He turned his gaze on me. "I took out the tracker."

"Tracker?" I frowned. It took a second before I remembered.

"He won't find you. Now I'm certain. How did you sleep?"

"Don't act like any of this is normal. It's not. You cannot wish me good night or greet me good morning. There's nothing normal about this! I'm your brother's wife-"

"Hey! I'm not clueless. You don't need to keep remembering that damn line Lettie!" He went off on me. "You're his wife because I allowed it to happen. I have tolerated your marriage for long enough. You don't belong to Bryce. You belong to me."

He got off the bed standing in front of me. I held my ground in some sort if attempt to prove that I'm not scared. I looked at him dead in the eyes. He has a sly gaze just like Terrence. Bryce has a playful gaze in his eyes like Bella.

"I'm not scared of you!" I matched his gaze even if I have to raise my head to look at him.

"I don't want you to be." He softened his tone. He cupped one side of my face and the other hand followed. He held firmly denying me any chance to break free. "I love you. You know that right?"

"This isn't love. It's twisted!"

"I know. I wish it could have gone any other way. It's my fault for waiting too long. Lettie, there is something that happened that you should know about."

"What?"

"When you were drugged, I was putting you to bed when I realized that... I have waited long enough. I... I'm so embarassed but I... I made love to you."

I grew pale. When I backed away he did not move. He tucked his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants. I wrapped my arms around myself. "Brody-"

"You wouldn't have said yes so I took the path of least resistance where I didn't have to hurt you Lettie."

"You pervert..." I whispered.

"Yes, last night I was but if you let me it won't have to be like that."

"You will have my corpse but not my willingness you puto!"

"Don't degrade yourself with words like that. Don't talk like that Letitia. It's unladylike. Breakfast will be served in an hour. I'm willing to let you out of this room if you behave yourself."

He left and closed the door.

I ran to the bathroom and got under the shower trying to wash myself. I did it vigorously, scrubbing off every dirt he left on me through the defilement. It was supposed to be only Bryce, never another man! What has he done? What has he done to me?

Brody's POV
I stared at her with a frown on my face.

I did not count on this. I didn't make room for it yet it has happened. When Bryce told the whole family he's shooting blanks I was so happy. I immediately saw an opportunity. I had something Bryce couldn't give! Fertility. But my time in the skies has ended. Early this morning, the doctor who saw Lettie informed me that she is pregnant.

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