I end the call with a heavy sigh, hoping he will respond before it's too late.
A little later, I find myself in front of Ezra’s house. The sun has long since set, and the light from inside confirms he’s home. He rarely stayed in after dark, so either he’s been here all evening or he’s been watching me, making me think he was out. I can’t trust anything I thought I knew.
I get out of my car and step onto the porch. Before I can even ring the doorbell, Ezra opens the door. Leaning casually against the doorframe, he greets me with a grin that sends chills down my spine.
“Hello, Beauty. There you are again,” he greets me as if he had been expecting me.
Anger surges through me, and I’m ready to lash out. He used my daughter to lure me here, and I want to make him pay. My hand shoots out toward his face, but he’s quicker. Grabbing my wrist mid-air, Ezra pulls me close, forcing me to slam against his broad chest. I look up at him, panting, my heart racing as I meet his gaze.
“Careful, Beauty. Do you think it’s wise to make me even angrier?” he threatens in a dark voice, his grip on my wrist tightening dangerously.
My pulse shoots up and my breath gasps, even though I want to hide it. But I’m scared shitless of him.
“Why? Will I end up like Sarah, or will you make it look like an accident for me, too? Like poor Jenny or all those other girls? You’re sick!” I spit in his face and tug at my wrist so he’ll release me.
But instead of letting me go, Ezra drags me into his house and closes the door behind me, then spins me around and presses me against the wood. He hasn’t released my wrist for a second. My heart is pounding so hard against my ribs that I’m worried it might jump out of my chest. My adrenaline is pumping and I can feel my senses sharpening, but I know I can’t do anything against Ezra. He is entirely superior to me in terms of strength.
“I got Jenny out of the way for you—for us—because what she says isn’t true! I haven’t done anything to anyone! I loved Sarah, and she loved me too! My best friend took her away from me! Jenny didn’t know shit! And you just believed her! Do you know how much that hurt? Your betrayal?” His voice is so dark and ominous that I close my eyes for a moment in fear as he looks at me with an insane gleam in his irises.
“You… you’re just sick! How could anyone love you?” I spit at him and kick him in the balls with my knee so that he finally lets go of me. I have to get out of here!
Chapter Seventy-Four
Fuck! Don’t say that! Take it back, Beauty!
You don’t know what powers you’re invoking with your words.
Gasping, I sink to my knees and involuntarily let go of you because that kick hit home. I have to hand it to you. I didn’t see that coming. But that doesn’t change that you won’t get far because I can’t let you go. You belong to me!
Now that you are standing in front of me again, I can feel and perceive your smell, closeness, and warmth. I realize I am nothing without you. I’ve realized it over the last few days. I can’t be without you, and your daughter is not enough for me as a substitute. You are the only real one I want and need. You have to like me just as much. Love me! You simply have to!
I quickly pick myself up again. You’ve run out the back door and will be heading to your car. So I yank open my front door to catch you there so you don’t get away from me. I won’t let you go!
But unlike what I thought, you ran into your house. I see a dark shadow scurrying past the windows. I push my bike behind your car so that if you do get away, you won’t get far, and I won’t miss you. Then, I gain access to your house via the porch door. It’s easy to pick this lock. You really should get it changed, Beauty. But don’t worry, when we’ve made up, I’ll be there, and you won’t have to worry about anyone trespassing. I’ll look after you. Always.
I listen in the dark to find out where you are. Then I hear you scurrying through the hallway in my direction. All I have to do is stand behind the swinging door and you practically run into my arms. And just as I predicted, you sneak through the door, making it easy for me to grab you from behind and press you firmly against me, exactly where you belong, in my arms.
“LET ME GO!” you scream and flail your hands and feet around in an attempt to free yourself from me.
But why are you doing this? You love me! You don’t need to be afraid of me!
“Why are you resisting me and your feelings for me so much? All this time? You know I’m the only one who can give you what you need. I love you, Beauty, and I won’t stop loving you. I won’t touch June again. I swear it! I will think of her as my daughter. She will understand. She’ll realize that we’re perfect for each other,” I tell you as you continue to fight me with everything you’ve got.
But suddenly, you stop and look up at me over your shoulder. I would love to kiss you now and bend over the counter to fuck you again from behind as hard as you like. In my mind, I can see my hand coming down hard on your sexy ass cheek repeatedly, as you moan louder and louder. Fuck! I’m so hard because of you!
“You… you assaulted my daughter? You slept with her and imagined it was me? You… you sick, perverted asshole! Touch her even once more or come near her, and I…”
“You what? What are you going to do then, Beauty, huh? Don’t threaten me! Because that makes me angry, I don’t want to be angry with you anymore. I have been for the last few days, and you’ve seen what it’s made me do!” I shake my head because I don’t want to imagine what doing something to you is like.
I would never do anything to you! At least I’m pulling myself together not to. But you don’t make it easy for me, Beauty!
Silent sobs take hold of your petite body. But I don’t want you to cry because of me. Your body should vibrate with laughter or tremble with ecstasy and nothing else. But you’re not rubbing against me with excitement. Your body is shaking with fear, and you’re crying almost silently, just like you used to.
Am I really the monster you make me out to be? What you see in me?
“Beauty…” I whisper and turn you to face me to kiss and hold you.
I don’t want you to be afraid of me. My embrace should give you support and not instill fear, damn it! Your trembling increases, which makes me angry because I’ve done nothing to you.