Page 42 of Broken by my Bully
My cock hardens even more in my lap, pressure building.
I slide my hand off her mouth. I lean back, grabbing her shoulders, holding her up for inspection to see how deep the knife slid in.
Oh yeah, I hit a nerve all right. Judging from how pale her face is, maybe even a fucking artery.
I give her a soft shake, and her head just flops, like she doesn’t have the strength to keep her neck stiff.
“That’s it,” I murmur, a smile tugging at my lips as I study her ashen face, the smudges under her eyes, the dark mark on her jaw where she must have hit the car last night when I?—
Fuck.
Didn’t know it would leave a bruise.
A surge of nausea tightens my stomach.
Had I really been that rough with her?
I don’t know what’s fucking me up more…that I hurt her, or that it left a mark for everyone to see.
The whiplash from that thought is swift and brutal.
It doesn’t fucking matter.
It’s finallysinking in.
It worked. All of it. Especially this last, fatal blow.
She’s putty in my hands, limp and docile and…so fucking broken looking.
I grab her chin, and she winces at the pressure I apply to that bruise. Her eyelashes flutter, but she keeps her eyes averted. Doesn’t want me to see her pain, or can’t stand looking at the man who’d dare turn against her like this?
As if she hadn’t seen this coming.
I thought I used to live in the clouds, but this girl is fucking delusional. We were taught back in high school already how every action has an equal and opposite reaction.
Someone should remind her how physics works.
Right here.
Right fucking now.
“I want to believe you’ll never come back,” I say, my voice as hard as my cock. “But lying is as easy as breathing for you.”
She seems to come awake, body flinching. But her eyelids are at half-mast, her head lowered, as she says, “I’ll do whatever you want.”
Those words send a jolt of déjà vu through me.
…please, Kai. I need this. I’ll do whatever you want…
And it gets me hard.Sofucking hard.
Christ, how fucked up am I?
I force her head up, trying to get her to look me in the eye so I can lord this moment over her, but her eyes just shift to the window.
Looking for an escape.
“Yeah, we both wish you’d made different life choices, Heavenly. But here we are.”
