Page 33 of Quiet Confessions: Part Two

“No… that’s not what they wanted,” I say wildly, shaking my head. “Isabella and the boss made me take photos of myself masturbating, or fucking myself with a dildo, and sometimes Pay and I had to fuck after being forced to take drugs.”

I feel ashamed and hang my head, waiting for him to yell at me. I feel like scum.

“Baby,” Cal barks, forcing me to look at him. “You did nothing wrong. I need you to get that straight in your head. I still love you. I am realizing that there will never be a time where I won’t love you. I just—” Cal’s voice breaks, making me turn to face him as I wrap my arms around him. “I wish that I had been able to show you this sooner. I don’t care that my father doesn't like it. He’s done his worst already and I’m done playing nice.”

“You’re really sexy when you go all caveman,” I tease him, but his sweet words make my voice thick with emotion. My cock is also really liking what he’s saying.

“I can feel that,” he chuckles, brushing his hand across his face to brush away the tears even as he grabs my ass to pull me closer.

As his lips brush mine, I tell myself that I’m going to make things count. I want to live for us from now on.

Chapter Eleven

I can’t believe we did it. I’m disappointed we couldn’t catch them before they were sold, and the haunted look in their eyes made my soul ache. I watch as Cal follows Rooke into the bedroom to check on him, so I stalk Patience’s steps into my room.

I gave her my room for personal, intensely selfish reasons. I wanted to give her solace and comfort, and she’s spent time in this room, even though we were always very secretive about the time we spent together.

They’re all staying with me from now on; I have more than enough rooms. Nixen has proven that no one is safe from his plans and machinations, and his work with the Mafia has made him very interesting business partners.

The skin trade is a lucrative one, and while Cal hasn't been able to pinpoint exactly what he does for the Mafia, my money is on some facet of it. Auctions, sex clubs, enforced sex slaves, trafficking—all of this is… profitable.

My stomach rolls at how easily Patience and Rooke were lost within this system, and how close we were to never finding them. I don’t hear the water running as I ease into the bathroom, and I see Pay staring at herself in the mirror.

“Pay,” I say softly, so as not to startle her. Unfortunately, she still breathes in sharply before meeting my gaze in the mirror.

“I was headed to the shower,” she says, biting her trembling lip. “I saw my reflection in the mirror and realized that I don’t even recognize myself anymore. Who am I?”

“That’s easy, baby. You’re ours. Anything else, you’ll find your way,” I tell her. Sighing, I try again. I don’t want to offer her platitudes. “You are Patience James, a woman who is kind, strong, kinky, and beautiful. You can do anything you set your mind on.”

“I couldn’t get us out,” she whispers. “If you hadn’t come when you did…”

“You would have found a way,” I insist. “Your screaming helped point us in the right direction. That stupid house was huge.”

Patience’s lips twist unexpectedly. “I don’t think I’ll be watching any horror shows for a while. They wore masks and chased me through the damn house together,” she tells me, making my heart pound as I listen. “I didn’t know the other man was there—”

“Kyle was their kid,” I grunt, shaking my head. “They say that eating human flesh makes you a little unhinged, but fuck...”

“There were times where they seemed normal. Letty had the ‘I’m so scared of my husband’ act down,” she says, wrapping her arms around her body.

Moving farther inside of the bathroom, I tug her into my arms. I can’t stop touching her. It’s as if the moment I stop, she’ll disappear. I’m sure I’ll get over it, but for now I’ll take the cuddles.

“I watched the act disappear when they realized that we were there for you. We hoped that Rooke was at the farmhouse too, but it was a shot in the dark. The man at the club said they only bought you,” I explain.

“Isabella probably told the club and auction people to lie as much as possible about where we went. She purposely sold us earlier in the day to be petty,” Pay says, lifting her shoulder.

“Welcome to your new home, because I want to tie you to the bed and bubble wrap you,” I tease, kissing her neck. I know that I can’t; she’d never accept it, and I don’t want to cut her wings.

Patience snorts, almost sounding like her old self. “I’m pretty sure I’m the Domme in this relationship, baby,” she says with a smirk.

“Show me,” I growl, wrapping her hair in my fist. I’m careful not to pull her hair, instead circling her throat with my hand to lean her head back. “I want to see the bad ass bitch who's my girl.”

A feral grin passes over her lips as she kisses me. Quickly forgetting myself, Pay surprises me by turning me until she has my arm twisted behind my back and my head against the mirror.

“You’re a very pretty man, but I love it when you’re in this position for me,” she murmurs, licking up my throat.

“Baby girl, you’re sexy as fuck,” I purr with a brilliant smile. “Is this where you strap on your cock and fuck me? Because I have to say I might be into it.”

Patience giggles, dropping the Domme persona to snuggle against my back. “I love you,” she says, laying her head on me.

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