“Yes. He’ll get a bit of what he did to us. He’ll be beaten and raped, I hope, daily just like he did me.”

Bella clapped. “That’s awesome. I’m so glad you thought of doing that. He deserves so much more than what he’s getting. I hope they torture him.”

Cat giggled. “Does Caden know how mean you can be?”

Bella laughed. “No, but then again, I just found out myself.”

Cat laughed and hugged her, and Bella took in all the affection. It was something she hadn’t had for years and something she craved.

Chapter Eight

A knock on the door pulled them apart.

“Come in,” Cat yelled.

Another beautiful woman walked in.

“Bella, this is Hannah. She’s Jake’s submissive.”

“Hello,” Bella said.

“Hey. I’m glad to meet you,” Hannah said.

Bella looked from one to the other. “Is a submissive the same as a girlfriend?”

Cat smiled. “Kind of, but it’s more intense. It’s more like a marriage.” Cat turned to Hannah. “Don’t you think?”

Hannah nodded. “I agree with that. We live with them and give our Doms the right to make decisions for us. Jake often says it’s deeper than a normal marriage because we both know everything about each other, even our thoughts. He says if I’m upset about anything, I should come right to him, and he’ll take care of me. If I don’t, I get in trouble.”

Bella’s stomach tightened. Although she had never had the time for a relationship, what these women were saying was beyond anything she could have imagined. To have a man care and cherish her like that was something she dreamed about but didn’t think about when she was awake.

She often dreamed about what her life would be like if she’d had a different choice. She’d always been the caretaker of her family, even when her mother was alive, because she tended to be scatterbrained, so Bella thought it was her job to take care of her. She’d never had someone want to take care ofher.

“I’m not sure what we’re supposed to do?” Bella asked.

Cat shrugged. “Caden wanted us to help you unpack, but I’m guessing he mainly wanted us to spend time together and get to know each other.”

“Oh.”

Hannah chuckled. “Where are your clothes?”

“Someone brought my bag from the car.” She pointed. “It’s all I could get before I left.”

“Can you tell us why you’re here?” Hannah asked while Cat lifted the bag onto the bed.

“My brother was hurting me, and it was getting worse by the day,” Bella told them.

“Is that what happened to your forehead?” Cat asked.

“Yes. He pushed me, and I fell against a table. He was dumping my purse on the ground to get the money I’d made that day waitressing so he and his scuzzy friends could go buy beer.”

Hannah’s mouth dropped open. “He took all your money?”

Bella smiled. “Just a little of it. I hid the rest in the bottom in a zippered pocket.”

The other two girls laughed.

“That’s ingenious,” Cat said.