"Just one more thing," Heath says. "If you try to escape, I will hunt you down and kill you."

"You can try," I rasp.

I'm becoming dizzier by the second, but I'm still taller, stronger and smarter than my nephew. My hands shake, but Istill grab him by the wrist. I squeeze until I hear a pop and Heath snarls, dropping the knife on the desk before me.

I grab it, the handle cold in my sweaty palms.

"I'm not letting your incompetent wife fucking butcher me," I say. "I'll do it myself. Get it over with."

"Fine," Heath says, and the next thing I know, a cloth is shoved in my mouth. Heath smirks at me. "To keep the screams down."

I hold the knife in front of me. I'm about to cut out my own eye. I'd do that and much more for my wife.

I look up at my nephew. "Which one do you want? Left or right?"

"Surprise me," he laughs.

I bring the knife closer to my face and take a deep breath.

"Good luck," Heath smirks.

I dig the tip of the blade into my eyeball, and scream.

Chapter 11

Tallulah

The door opens and Xavier stumbles inside. I cry out, running toward him. He falls into my arms and I sink to the floor, holding him tight.

"Xavier, baby, what happened?"

"Nothing," he grunts.

I pull back and look at his face. His left eye is covered in a bandage.

Chapter Eleven

Tallulah

Xavier manhandles me inthe dungeons. He's got me pressed with my back against the bars, holding my arms behind me, his breath hot against my ear as he taunts me. I can feel how wet I am, my arousal leaking through my panties and coating my thighs.

"Xavier, please," I whimper, wriggling my hips.

"What is it, angel?" he whispers, soft but dangerous.

"Fuck me," I whisper.

"Do you deserve it?" He laughs against the shell of my ear. "I don't think so. At least not yet."

"Please," I beg, my voice catching.

"Beg."

"I'm begging, please. Fuck me."

He chuckles, releasing his grip on my arms, but pressing his cock harder against my backside.

"You'll have to wait," he whispers.