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Connor strolled out of the bathroom with a promise of reward and I was left alone with Nate. All alone.
I was scared of being all alone with him. I thought I could do this but memories of him hitting me resurfaced my mind. He was like a monster in that moment, as if his singular goal in life was destroying me and my existence.
It felt as if I opened flood gates of hatred and anger in his soul with that hit because he was someone else back then.
My breathing that was relaxed just seconds ago started to get ragged and faster than it was necessary.
The sound of my heart beat was echoing in my ears, goose bumps formed on my arms and legs despite the warm water I was sitting in.
I was scared of what he might do next. What was he thinking? His expression wasn't pleasant and happy in that very moment as he stared at the wall.
Was he going to hurt me again? Was weeks of starvation, isolation, countless slaps that numbed my face and sodomyzing me not enough of a punishment? Was there more pain and discomfort needed to make me learn a lesson?
What was going through his mind? I stared at him without blinking.
"I got you a book. It's my favourite , I hoped you'd like it as well. It's kept upstairs, do you want it doll" He said, his eyes still fixated on the wall.
A book? Of course I wanted it.
"Yes, I want it sir" I whispered back my answer. Still afraid that he might snap if he got triggered.
"It's called 'The tenant of Wildfell Hall' by Anne Bronte. I always enjoyed reading that book" he said before slowly taking his eyes off the wall and turning his head towards me.
He was genuinely gorgeous, emerald green eyes, straight nose, freckled skin, brown hair and full lips. God really took his time on these brothers.
Truly unfair though, why make evil people so tempting, so misleadingly gorgeous just like a trap.
A book, a hot pizza and human company. All this in exchange of sex, it was worth a try.
It was a good deal. Sex wasn't bad either, I would do it again and again until they believed me and I finally had an honest chance at escaping these brothers.
Just like I thought earlier, this was indeed a very long game. A game I was trapped in.
Life often stranded all of us in unexpected situations and I wasn't going to give up just because I was caged in a basement.
