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He could crush me right now between his hands if he wanted to, but then he would have no wife to present to the woman in the kitchen.

“You know that as soon as she leaves you’re going back in.” It’s a statement, not a question, but I expected nothing less.

I nod as he lets his lips rest gently on my neck. “Maybe I’ll fuck you before I throw you back. Or maybe I’ll punish you a little more. Decisions, decisions.”

“Whatever you desire, Pater,” I reply quietly. That’s the answer he likes the best, and I’m only here to maintain a happy home for him, which means he has to be happy as well.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of fucking you,” he whispers as he reaches down and begins to push my torn, dirty panties off.

I take a deep breath and use every ounce of bravery I have to gently push his hands away.

“We have a visitor, Pater. She must be important if you need me to be present. I shouldn’t keep her waiting,” I say softly.

He grunts in annoyance but he knows I’m right. Besides, the last thing I want right now is to have to lie on the bed while he uses me for however long he wants to. It’s fucking degrading that I have to be so subservient to him, but it’s how I stay alive. I’m willing to do it for as long as I need to be able to gain a safe escape for Eloy and Vaughn.

“Don’t forget to cover that shit up,” he warns, nodding at the cuts on my legs.

“Yes Pater,” I reply unhappily.

“Hey,” he says, turning me to face him and sliding his arms around my waist. Pater is a tall man so I’m staring unhappily into his chest, but he leans down to look into my eyes, cocking his head to the side so I can see his smile.

“I’m almost done with three of you. This won’t go on for much longer, then I’ll let you decide if you want to stay or go, okay? Smile for me, pretty baby,” he says as I glance up slowly into his golden brown eyes.

The stubble on his face is black and has some gray in it, matching his hair perfectly. He looks so fucking normal, like a loving father, but I know better.

We know better.

I force a smile on my face, which makes him stand back up to his full height and kiss me on the forehead.

“That’s my girl. Now get yourself cleaned up and come down as quick as you can. And keep that smile on your face; we’re a perfectly happy family and I want her to know it.”

I nod again, turn and grab the dress he picked out, and head toward the dresser. Once I’ve picked out some fresh underwear, I quickly make my way toward the bathroom and lock the door firmly behind me.

Fuck.

At least it’ll be over soon.

Chapter Two

Twenty minutes later, I’m rushing down the hallway. Normally, after a week in the oubliette, my showers last for at least an hour, but I know I don’t have enough time for that. As I round the corner into the kitchen, I quickly reach down and smooth out the hem of my dress, before plastering a huge smile on my face.

“There she is,” Pater says, holding out an arm toward me.

“I’m so sorry I’m late,” I reply brightly as I obediently walk over to him. He leans down and kisses me on the lips. It’s a firm kiss and far from gentle, but it’s hard for him to pretend he’s something he’s not.

“Laura, this is my wife, Jocelyn,” he says, holding me close against him.

“Pleasure to meet you,” she says with a warm smile.

“Likewise! Can I get you anything? Coffee? Water? Juice?” I ask, trying to remember what Pater lets me offer on the very rare occasion we have company.

“No thank you,” she says, crossing her arms, the top of the island separating her from the boys. “I’m just about done talking to them, then I’d like to speak to the two of you privately.”

“Oh, of course!”

Pater tightens his grip on me. Apparently, my acting is lacking today, but I was just in a fucking hole in the ground for six days. I’m hoping he’ll cut me some slack when she leaves - instead of just cutting me.

“Would you like to wrap up with them without us here?” Pater asks Laura.


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