He kneels in front of Mina. He grabs her face, pressing a bruising kiss to her lips. She whimpers from the pain as his fingertips press into her bruised cheek. He pulls away, leaving her gasping for breath.
“Like I told you before, you’re mine. You’re my broken, Little Dove. There’s nowhere you could go that I wouldn’t find you.” He kisses her forehead.
“I’ll never be yours!” she snaps.
Declan leans back on his heels as he smirks at her defiance. Her eyes are narrowed on him with a Cheshire grin. A flash of silver and a spray of red is all I see before a gargled scream echoes off the bare walls.
CHAPTER 13
Mina
Ten Minutes Prior
“Ilove you,” he silently mouths as he pulls the knife from his neck.
Blood sprays as he slumps further onto my lap. His blood pours from his neck, covering my thighs. His hand moves up my thigh until I can feel him slip the blade into the waistband of my leggings. It rests along my side and presses against my hip, hidden from view. I only have to get free from these restraints. It’s my only chance at getting the fuck out of here.
My breath stutters. Pain clutches onto my chest as Tony’s body slumps to the floor. His body shudders. The sounds of his failing gasps fill the room, ending in silence as his body takes its final exhale. Light suddenly fills the room as Declan rushes inside. He glances between the dead bodies of both his men before his rage turns on me.
“What the fuck happened?” he screams as he stalkstoward me. “You stupid fucking bitch! What did you do? Why are my guys dead?”
He wraps his hands around my throat. His thumbs tighten, cutting off my oxygen. I fight against his hold, and I can feel the blade’s sharp edge pressing into my hip. I only have to hold on a little longer...That’s the only thought in my mind as my body finally gives in to the darkness.
Rough fingers press inside me. The pain from the fullness is enough to wake me. I try to scream, but Declan’s hand grips my throat tightly. My scream ends on a hoarse squeak as my eyes finally open.
“Please stop. I’ll do anything. Just stop…” Myles begs as I look at him. His eyes are filled with pain and anger as Declan ignores his pleas and continues to choke me out. The tears continue to flood my eyes, burning as I begin to lose consciousness.
Declan continues to grip my throat harder. He laughs as he watches Myles screaming, begging him to stop. I’m not able to even get a gasp of air in. The pressure is increasing, and it feels like he’s crushing my throat. He might actually kill me.
“Declan, stop! I’ll tell you…” Myles shouts. Declan’s grip loosens, and my lungs practically explode from how deeply I inhale. It feels like fire is expanding my lungs instead of air. My body heaves, straining against the ropes. That’s when I notice my clothes are shredded. My naked body is almost fully on display.
“I knew I could make you talk,” Declan chuckles as he stands. My gaze drifts back to Myles.
“Mina…It’s going to be okay,” Myles says, but he doesn’t even sound sure enough to convince himself. He’s breaking in front of me, and there’s nothing I can do. I shift my hips. I can still feel the blade tucked against my body beneath the bunched-up fabric.
Blood is smeared everywhere. My legs are stained, and Declan’s fingerprints can be seen trailing up my body. A long cut is along my chest, running across my collarbone. My blood flows, mixing with Tony’s, and coats my skin.
“Don’t lie to her!” Declan mocks as he steps behind me. One hand grips my breast, the other slides along my pussy. The evidence of my body’s reaction is coating his fingers along with Tony’s blood. I try to clench my legs together, but his fingers dig into my inner thigh as he growls against my neck.
“Spread your fucking legs, whore. Show him who you belong to…Or I’ll slit his throat and make you watch as the life leaves his eyes,” he seethes.
My legs slowly spread apart as his fingers slide along my slit. Myles tries to look away, but Declan hisses in my ear again.
“Make. Him. Watch!”
“Myles…” My voice cracks as his beautiful copper eyes lock with mine, causing my heart to shatter.
I’ve made a living from stripping. Using my body to my advantage has always come easily, but this…Forcing him to watch this is killing me. In twenty-four hours, this man has taken hold of a part of my heart I swore I would never give to anyone. How can you feel something so strong for someone you don’t even know?
“Tell him, Little Dove. Tell him who you belong to!” Declan demands against my neck.
I’m disgusted at my body's reaction. My nipples arehard as he rolls them between his fingers. My pussy throbs as his fingers slip in and out of me. He's done this to me for years. Uses me when he wants and how he wants. I’ve never been able to deny my body's reaction to him, nor have I cared honestly. But now…Fuck. Guilt and embarrassment flood my body as he brings me closer to my orgasm. I can feel it building, and I can’t do anything to stop it.
“Tell. Him,” he practically screams as he forces a third finger inside.
“You, Declan! I belong to you,” I cry as the full force of my orgasm hits me. I continue to cry as every part of my body betrays my mind.
“Such a good girl,” he says as his lips brush against my temple. He groans as his lips wrap around his fingers, savoring the taste.
