Page 29 of Neverland

“Mr.—” I tried to scream for help until a hand smothered my mouth.

“Shh,” he warned, cocking a brow in warning.

“We’re just going to second base, that’s all.” He smiled. “Now slide down on your knees, keeping your mouth shut until I tell you to open wide.”

Was he serious?

Was he really taking it this far?

I panicked, furiously shaking my head.

Seeing my refusal as a challenge, he forced me around until I stood flat against the brick wall. “Dominic, stop! Please,” I begged of him. It all fell on deaf ears. We were both still kids. How at his age could he want to hurt me like this?

He ignored me, too caught up in a frenzy. Snaking one hand around the front, he pulled at the zipper on my shorts, his erection pressing firmly into me.

“Dominic,” Mr. Salvatore’s deep voice boomed from behind, stilling my attacker. “Leave her be.”

Dominic breathed heavily through his nose, furious over the interruption. Conceding defeat, he lowered his lips to my ear. “You got away from me this time, Lucy. You won’t be so lucky in the future.” He pulled away, but I was too shocked to move off the wall.

“I was just telling Lucy how she shouldn’t steal from us,” Dominic quipped.

From us?

That would perhaps explain the wad of cash exchanged between Mr. Salvatore and Mr. Hopkins yesterday.

Mr. Salvatore watched as I fumbled in righting my clothes. “Lucy and I have already had words, haven’t we?”

I responded with a small, timid nod. He had that effect on me. And after witnessing how disturbed the Sanchezes were after hearing his name, I was even more frightened of the guy.

“Besides…” he continued, “… it’s better she lives with the fear of knowing what will happen to her if she does it again.”

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