Page 8 of Ashes of Sin

“Wouldn’t that be breaking some law?” Penny had asked.

“No. How? I’m an adult. I can say no to my own wedding.” I think. “All he needs to do is pick me up. I’ll sneak out and then figure out the next steps.”

She pressed her lips together. “Pierce is a powerful man, Kyra. Chad might not agree. And how are you going to pay for things?”

“I’ll get a job.” I could cook. I’d work in a diner if I had to.

“Kyra, I don’t know...”

“Just ask him. Please.” I grabbed her arm.

That was last week, and she still hasn’t come back to me.

Chad is five years older than us and lives by himself. I know he has space, and if I take some of my jewelry, I could pawn it for cash. I’ve even considered taking some of my mother’s.

I have to do something.

“Well, I think I have enough information for now.” The wedding planner closes her laptop and collects the samples in front of her.

“Wonderful.” My mother pushes her chair out and stands.

I do the same.

Then Pierce follows, adjusting his blue tie as he walks around the table to join me.

A creepy shiver runs through my body.

My father slowly pushes his chair out, watching us, and nods at Pierce. “Sally, let’s walk them out.”

Mom smiles and leads the wedding planner out of the room, with my father trailing behind them.

What is happening?

Next second, I find out. Pierce moves fast, dipping his mouth to my neck, leaving a wet kiss.

As my stomach lurches, I jump and grab his arm. “Oh, my god!”

He tugs me against his body. I feel his hard manhood and almost gag.

“It was about time I got to touch you.” Pierce growls. “I will grant you these last few weeks but just know, Kyra, that on our wedding night, I will be deep inside your virginal pussy. Fucking it.”

Um, what?

“And you’ll enjoy it.” He adds as his hand presses between my legs.

Shaking, I only just keep from telling him he’s wrong on both counts. I will not enjoy it. And I’m not a virgin.

“Tell me, Kyra, will you suck my cock and swallow my come?”

Never.

I turn my face away. “Please, Mr. Sterling.”

“You will call me Pierce. You are my fiancé, soon to be my wife.”

We were just over a week away from the wedding. My nightmare.

Suddenly, I can’t stop the flow of my words.

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