Page 21 of Trapping His Angel

No more intriguing questions.

I would avoid him. It shouldn’t be too hard, as the organization would have their hands full with the other students. I wassure they would auction them off soon. It wasn’t like they wanted to keep all the women around.

I remembered nothing about my family, but I doubted they’d fight for me. So, how did I get out of this situation? I threw on a tennis skirt and matching blouse with flat shoes. I’d had to try on heels, but I wasn’t used to walking in them, and would prefer to keep my feet flat on the ground.

It kept me from going insane, feeling the grass between my toes. The closer I was to the Earth, the more alive I felt. Instead of like a ghost. Someone who didn’t exist. That was what my life felt like in this moment.

I wanted to know who I was, but I was afraid of what the details would bring.

I stepped out of the room and Benedikt appeared at my elbow. Valentina waited for us to pass her before she started walking along my other side.

“Don’t we need to pay?” I asked the gangster next to me.

“I already took care of it, and your clothes will be delivered home soon enough.” Benedikt tried to grab my hand, but I wouldn’t let him touch me.When he touches me, does he even see me?

“That is not my home,” I mumbled.

“You can’t fight me forever,” he said ominously.

We left the store before I could say anything else to him. Valentina was on her phone. Probably texting her husband. A pang hit my chest. I wasn’t jealous. Valentina seemed happy and, out of the two of us, she deserved it.

I could feel the darkness within her, underneath all that sunshine.

I just didn’t believe that I would ever find something like her. A ride or die as unhinged as their counterpart. I didn’t have the energy to try. This outing had drained me and my shoulders slumped in defeat.

When Benedikt grabbed my hand again, I let him.

All of my energy had been used to try on clothes. All I wanted to do was climb back in bed. It was like my companions knew I was at my limit of adulting today. I know that seemed stupid; to be done being a functioning adult.

I can’t imagine surviving another day like this.

I banged my skull trying to drown out my thoughts. My body felt like it had been to war. My mind couldn’t remember the war though, no matter how hard I tried. And that effort, it made me one exhausted woman. I barely felt human.

We slipped into the town car. Benedikt helped me into my seat and buckled me in. My heart ached at the gesture. He treated me so differently, but I still didn’t trust him. I didn’t want to be here under their control.

“When do you think I can go home?” Slipped out of my mouth, just as the car was pulling onto the street.

Benedikt’s head snapped up and his eyes darkened. His hand moved to my thigh, and I watched his tatted hand creep up my skirt.

His hands feel like shackles. Maybe they’d choke me if I asked.

Oh shit, I hadn’t thought about my outfit. We were back in the same position as we were before, but now he had access.

He wouldn’t though.

Valentina was sitting right next to me.

He wouldn’t make her uncomfortable. Right?

His hand sliding to my panties made me believe differently. He leaned closer to me, turning his head so his lips brushed against my ear. I tried to quell my trembling.

“You want me to release you, so some other fucker can lay his grimy hands on you like this,malen'kiy angel?”He groaned into my ear. “If only you could see what you do to me.”

I panted, “You’re a killer.”

“I’myourfucking killer,” he snarled in my ear.

He says he’d kill for me. Would he kill me if I asked him to?