Page 143 of Born in Depravity

My mouth opened, but nothing came out.

He pinched my nipples and I tried to get away from him. He pressed his body against mine, trapping me against the wall.

Fuck.

Tears leaked out my eyes.

I needed Damien.

I shook my head, letting out a small noise, and he looked around before he dragged me by the hair to somewhere. But I knew better than to let him take me anywhere.

I kicked and somehow connected to the back of his knee. Not enough for him to let me go, but enough for him to pause, anger brewing in his brown eyes.

He slapped me. I blinked, seeing stars, feeling my legs wanting to give out from under me.

I stumbled a bit, trying to catch my composure.

I couldn’t pass out now. I just couldn’t.

He pulled me up by the hair and yanked my head to the side, his face coming down mere millimeters away from mine.

“I'm gonna make you pay for that.”

Tears blurred my vision and I clutched my hands to where he pulled on my hair, trying to lessen the pain.

“It’s a shame, really, that no one is going to hear you.”

He dragged me across the hall once more.

I opened my mouth. Panic tunneled my vision and my voice croaked, but it was enough.

The first sound came out in a whisper. “D-Damien.”

Henry heard me though, because he stopped, his shocked eyes coming to mine.

The second time was louder. Even I could hear the trepidation in my voice. “Damien!”

I didn’t think I had ever spoken so loudly.

A scuffling noise came from the room next door.

Damien rushed in, looking like the avenging angel I’d never dared to think he could be—for me. His dark eyes blazed as he took in the scene before him. Nikolay came up shortly after him, his eyes widening.

“Did she … did she just call for you?” he asked.

Damien spoke slowly, calmly. I could tell he was anything but. “What the fuck are you doing, touching what belongs to me?”

Him.

I belonged to him.

I belonged tothem.

It should scare me to see them like this. I just felt a relief so strong, my knees started shaking.

I moved out from under Henry’s hold and ran to Damien. He opened his arms for me, and I buried my face in his chest. I could feel myself shaking.

I was shaking so badly, my teeth were clattering against each other and I didn’t know how to stop it.

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