“I need to call my mother,” I say.
“No.”
I stare at him. “What do you mean, no?”
“You don’t need to.”
He steps closer to me, his movements slow and controlled. “It’s time for you to take a shower, Blair.” And once his knees bump the edge of the mattress, he reaches out to run his fingers through my hair.
My body recoils before I can stop it.
His eyes narrow slightly, but a faint smile touches his mouth.
“Yeah,” he murmurs. “You were worth the trouble.”
Trouble?My pulse spikes, and fear blossoms in my stomach.
“You’ll be valuable,” he adds.
Valuable?The word echoes in my head, and something cold spreads through my chest.
“Uh… I need to leave, Damien. I really need to talk to my parents. I think we should probably reschedule this trip,” I say, but his answer comes without hesitation.
“No, you don’t need to leave because you belong here. With me. We have lots of things to do together, Blair.” His smile makes my skin crawl. “And I’m sure you have lots of things to tell me, about where you’ve been and who you’ve been with the past few days.”
“I really need to go,” I say and rise to my feet. I move past him to walk toward the door, but when my fingers wrap around the handle, it doesn’t budge.
And not even a second later, he’s behind me and his hand clamps around my arm.
“Don’t.”
“Let go of me.” I twist, but he simply picks me up as if I weigh nothing, carries me back over to the bed, and drops me down unceremoniously. The shock of it all knocks the air from my lungs.
“You’re here now,” he says, adjusting his cuff like nothing just happened. “I paid good money for you.”
The words slam into me.Paid. Good. Money.
“Maybe too much,” he continues coolly. “Considering the trouble you’ve caused.”
Everything inside me starts to shake, and Kane’s voice flashes through my mind. All the things he told me. All the things he warned me about.
“I need to go home,” I say, swallowing against the ball of emotion in my throat. “I need to talk to my mom.”
He looks at me like I’m naïve. “You don’t need to do anything right now besides take a shower and wash the vile stench ofhimoff your skin.”
Him.He means Kane. I know without a doubt.
“The bathroom is behind that door.” He points across the room. “Everything you need is in there and in the large closet near the fireplace. I’ll be back when you’ve finished, and then we can start the process of checking if you’re still intact.”
“Intact?”
“Your virginity. You smell like you’re still a virgin, but I want to be sure.”
The urge to vomit overwhelms me.
Oh my God. Oh my God. I should’ve never left the cabin. I should’ve never fucking left the cabin!
Without another word, he walks to the door, doing something briefly on his phone, before it unclicks and opens.
