Veil Of The Undying

Chapter 13

Ava

I have come to hate Aria; she's in the way of my survival.
My plan was to make this man depend on me and trust me, ensuring my safety. But now that she's here, it's much harder to control him.

It's fine, though. The first opportunity I get, I'll make sure she's left behind. Ronan is strong and capable. I need him, and I don't want to share his protection.

We arrive at a supermarket that appears abandoned. We have food and weapons, but we're lacking flashlights and other essentials.

"Stay in the car, both of you," Ronan orders. I want to go with him; I'm confident that if we're alone, I can convince him to let us survive together-just the two of us.

"I'm coming with you. Aria, stay in the car and keep an eye out," I assert, trailing after him.

Inside, the supermarket is barren, stripped of both people and supplies. But this is the perfect place for me and him.

I step in front of him and look him in the eyes, flashing a smile.

"You know," I say seductively, "as a doctor, I can immediately tell what my patient needs." I let my hand slide down from his collarbone to his belt.

He regards me with a blank expression. He might not know how to react to this, but he's been in prison too long; he'll have to accept my advances sooner or later.

I kneel and begin to undo his belt, but suddenly he grabs my hand and throws it aside. He steps back, eyeing me with a look of utter disgust. What's this? Is he not into women?

"I'd rather put my dick in a meat grinder than any hole on you," he sneers, every word dripping with contempt.

"Aren't you like 40? Not my business" he snaps,and turns to leave. Before he exits, he looks back at me, saying, "Pretty sure the four men you let pass you around all had STDs. Jack actually had gonorrhea. But as a doctor, you should know better than to do what you did." With that, he walks out.

How dare he humiliate me like that. I'm not 40; I'm 31 and don't look that old. And I didn't have a choice with those men-they forced themselves on me. He knows that, so how can he judge me?

I have no choice but to return to the car and sit beside Aria in the backseat.

Did he expect me to put up a fight like she did? I would have died. I'm not weak like her; I endured everything to survive.

Did he call me old because he sees her as younger and prettier? Once again, I hate this little bitch.