Page 80 of Corrupt Idol

“Did you hear what he said?”

“You screwed up everything!”

He released her wrist to cup her cheek. “It’s done, baby.”

She slammed her fist into his chest. “It’snotdone! He can’t order me to do anything! This is a free country!”

“He wants the best for you.”

“You aren’t the best! You’re a nightmare!”

“A nightmare you crave. Do you want to get disowned?”

She bared her teeth. “I’m not marrying you!”

“Dad just gave us his blessing.”

“Because he thinks I’m a whore! He—he thinks I’m like my mother…” She turned her face to the side as she let out a sob.

“It’s gonna be okay.”

“I-It’ll never be okay. I haven’t been okay since you. You r-ruined me.”

He straightened and whipped off his shirt. When she tried to get away, he sat on her stomach and worked his pants.

“You think I’m going to let you touch me? You’re out of your mind!” she shrieked as she clawed his thighs.

“I’m going to do more than touch you,” he promised as he shoved his jeans down and then made a space for himself between her thighs. He closed his eyes as he slid inside her, deaf to her struggles and verbal abuse. He moaned as he pressed his forehead against hers.

“I love you, Violet.”

“You lied to him!” she wailed.

“I told him my truth.” He stroked her cheek. “And the truth you refuse to accept. You told me not to leave. Now you can come with me.”

“What?”

“We can see the world. I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“This will never work,” she moaned.

“It will. Itis. Feel this?”

“I’m not taking about sex!” she shouted.

“Sex is how our souls speak to one another,” he said softly. “I’ll take care of you.”

She stared at him as he braced himself over her. He was flushed with passion, eyes radiating his excitement as he ground against her. She bared her teeth and sank her nails into his back. He grinned as she drew blood.

“You want to punish me, baby?” he breathed. “Do your worst. I can take it.”

“I hate you!”

“I love you,” he said as he peppered her face with kisses. “I always have. I can make you happy. We can start fresh. I’ll take care of everything.”

“I can’t—” she began and hissed when he ground against her.

“You will,” he countered. “Dad won’t let you stay here, not when he knows we’ve been having an affair since we were kids.”

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