Page 18 of Cup of Lies

He stands upright again and brushes a kiss over my lips. “I think I need to take care of your needs better. Is that what you need, love? My big cock inside you?”

We have entirely different ideas of what the word “big” means.

“Looking forward to it,” I purr, grinning saucily at him. “Now go before you start something we can’t finish.”

Satisfied with my answer, he leaves the kitchen to go seek out Kaitlyn. When he takes her outside, I’ll only have twenty minutes or so alone.

What can I do to plan our escape from this man?

I need to see if Eva responded to my newly made social media account. Maybe I can have her find me somehow. Trouble is, I don’t even know where I’m at.

As I put on a pot of water to boil for noodles, I hear commotion as Kaitlyn, Seth, and Sunshine go outside. The clouds are ominous, threatening more storms to roll in at any moment.

Time is of the essence.

Think, Romy.

I’m unable to access his computer and he took his phone with him. Without internet or a way to communicate with the outside world, I’m at a loss.

The television.

My heart rate hammers in my chest. I’ve seen him use a small keyboard in the entertainment center cabinet to type in information to access certain apps for shows. But you don’t need a passcode to get to the internet. Kaitlyn even knows how to use it when she wants to put a YouTube show on the big screen.

I race, as fast as a pregnant woman can go, over to the cabinet in the living room. After whipping out the keyboard, I use the remotes to turn on the TV. It loads with agonizing slowness. While it spins, I hurry to the window to peek out.

Sunshine is rolling in the grass behind where Seth pushes Kaitlyn on the swing. I’m doing okay on time. I quickly make my way back over to the TV.

“Come on,” I mutter under my breath.

It finally turns completely on and shows me a menu screen of all our apps. I use the remote to mash the button for the internet browser and then toss it onto the sofa. With the keyboard in one hand, I use my other to type the social media site in the search bar. All of this is so tedious and time-consuming.

After an eternity, it loads the social media site. It asks me if I want to download the app to make things easier, but that will be noticed and leave a trail. I bypass the question, enter in my new credentials, and open my account.

One unread message.

Eva.

Tears blur my vision as I open the inbox. To my great relief, she’s responded to me.

Eva: Where are you? Tell me so I can come get you. God, I’m so worried, Romy. Please. Your father tells me nothing.

A tear races down my cheek. She’s my stepmom but the realest family I have right now.

Me: I don’t know where I’m at. Seth Portman. Find him and you’ll find me. I’m going to try to escape. Here against my will. Kaitlyn too. Please help me, Eva!

Kaitlyn’s squeal has me jolting. It’s close.

I hit send on the message and a dial spins as if the internet has gone down. That’d just be my luck. I don’t have time to see if it sends and am forced to close out the social media window. Once I delete the browsing history, I exit the internet and go back to the app screen. I’m just opening Netflix when the back door opens.

The keyboard clatters when I shove it into the cabinet. I fling the door shut and then snatch up the remote, feigning confusion.

“Back so early?” I ask absently, staring at the remote as if I’m trying to figure out how to make it work.

“It started raining,” Kaitlyn grumbles. “Daddy said we had to go back in, but Sunshine has to stay out until after dinner since she’s all muddy.”

I tear my gaze from the remote to see Kaitlyn ripping off her boots in the doorway. Seth towers over her. A fierce glare on his face is aimed my way.

“What?” I chew on my bottom lip. “I was looking for music to play while I cook, but I don’t know how to work this thing.”

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