“You went to a party and got fucked up. Like usual,” Chance growls, clearly aggravated.
“Don’t act like you care,” I mumble, not remembering much. The last thing that comes to mind is me standing in the bathroom with Holland. We did a couple lines and I started to feel different … wrong. Then everything went black.
He sighs. “If you think being a druggie will make me call off the wedding, you’re wrong.”
Of course, he won’t. That would mean luck is in my favor.
“Here’s her purse,” I hear Tyson say and I look up just as he hands my clutch over to Chance. How did he get that? It was in my car. How did I get here? Did Tyson find me? Did he bring me home?
I look over to the other man that stands in the room. He’s older. I recognize him from when the Lords brought him to our house after James was killed. He checked on me then. I remember him telling me his name is Gavin when I woke up for the first time earlier. I couldn’t keep my eyes open and fell back asleep. He promised me that I was okay. That everything would be oaky. I just needed to rest.
Chance gets my attention when he rips open my clutch and tenses while staring into it. Reaching inside, he pulls out all five pregnancy tests I took earlier and holds them up. “Celebrating?”
No. More like drowning my sorrows. I don’t answer.
He throws them across the room, hitting the wall so hard that two of their caps fall off. He walks over to me, and I straighten my spine.
“Who the fuck are you sleeping with?” he demands.
I clench my teeth, refusing to answer. I will not give up Sin. It’ll make me look stupid. Desperate. He does not deserve my loyalty, but this isn’t about him. It’s about me. He didn’t come to save me from the party. I will not spend the rest of my life with Chance paying for what Sin did to me. Some things a woman has to take to her grave. This is one of those that I will die for.
“I asked you a question,” he shouts in my face, making my headache intensify. “Huh? Who the fuck are you fucking?”
Swallowing, I flinch at the soreness but remain silent.
He grabs my hair and yanks me off the bed. I’m unable to hold myself up and fall to my knees on the carpeted floor.
Sucking in a deep breath, I say, “You didn’t … care when I sucked Linc’s dick.” Taking a deep breath, my chest feels like it’s on fire. “Not sure why you’d care if I fuck one.” Fuck Chance and the fact that he’s going to decide who I can and can’t sleep with. At least Sin makes sure I’m satisfied. At least he won’t pass me around.
Chance reaches down, gripping my face, and shoves my head back so I have to look up at him. Thankfully, other parts of my body are in so much pain that I don’t really feel it.
“You think this is funny?” he demands. “Think you can fuck whoever you want, whenever you want?” He doesn’t even give me the chance to answer, not like I will anyway.
He lets go of my cheeks and slaps me across the face, the force making me fall onto my hands. I feel the bile start to rise but I swallow it down. My cheek is now throbbing and drool runs from my parted lips. The room spins and I wonder if I’m going to pass out again. I pray that I do.
“You know, Elli. I thought we could make this work. That although you’d be somewhat of a nuisance, you’d be a submissive wife who had learned her lesson many years ago. After all, James taught you how to behave.”
I whimper at the sound of his name. Sometime over the last couple of weeks I had forgotten that Chance saw firsthand how I was with James. How my body would betray me. Make me beg for something that no one should want.
“If sex is what you want, then sex is what I’ll give you.” He grabs a hold of my hair and yanks me from my knees. He shoves my back into a wall, moving his hand to wrap around my sore throat, cutting off my air. I don’t even fight him. Let him knock me out. I don’t have to stare at him if I’m unconscious. Placing his face in front of mine, he bares his white teeth. “I will offer you to all the Lords at the cathedral.”
Tears sting my eyes at his words. It’s what Sin told me about. How a Lord treats his wife who cheats. Sin had saidrape or willingly,she will be punished for her affairs.
“I’ll tie you down to the altar, spread wide open. I’ll let three at a time come up and use you until every Lord has fucked you. It’ll take days.”
The first tear spills over my bottom lashes and he smiles.
“You will be known as nothing other than our whore. And I’ll make sure you earn that title.” He lets go of my neck and I fall to my knees once more, sucking in a breath.
“So-unds fun,” I manage to get out through the coughs. I no longer care. I’d rather him just kill me. That would be the best outcome at this point. Chance has no use for me. He won’t play with me for long. Not like Sin. Chance will realize I’m not worth it and just get rid of me. For good.
I hear Tyson laugh. Chance slaps me, the force making me fall face-first to the floor where my body starts to have uncontrollable jerking movements. I feel like I’m having a seizure of some sort. Thankfully, it stops, and I just lie there, eyes heavy while extra saliva fills my mouth.
“Believe me, Elli. You won’t enjoy it.” He kneels down next to me. “Last chance, baby.” I whimper, knowing he called me that on purpose. “Who are you fucking?”
I’m having trouble catching my breath. I’m not sure if it’s from the drugs or his hands on me, but I sit up, pushing my back into the wall, and glare at him. “You’re going to let your uncle fuck me after our wedding.” I pause to take in another shaky breath. “Not sure why it matters who I fuck now.”
CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT