Page 58 of Bookgasms
There could be anything inside the box, and I’m almost afraid to find out what it is.
I frown when I realize they’re pictures. I reach inside to grab one, eyes going wide when I see it’s of me and Andrés in the back of my car in the Behind the Lens parking lot.
“What? How? There was no one around.” I shake my head as I shove it into his hands and grab another one. This one is of me being DVP-ed by Jason and Victor in their dining room. The picture was clearly taken through their window.
I clutch my stomach as I drop the picture, feeling like I’m going to vomit. Especially when I realize there’s something written across both pictures—whore.
“There’s a letter,” Andrés says softly, holding it in his hands. He tries to keep it from me as he reads it, but I snatch it from his hands.
You’re mine, and it’s time your whoring ways stop. I can accept the other whore, but these men? I’ll kill them all.
Does your whore know you’re fucking them all behind her back? Maybe I should tell her.
Something tells me she won’t be impressed.
Your time is running out.
I’m coming for you soon.
Obviously, it’s not signed. I drop it into the box and jump to my feet, making a run for the bathroom. I barely make it to the toilet in time to throw up.
Andrés joins me, holding my hair back as he murmurs into his phone. He’s not being quiet or anything, but I just can’t seem to focus on his words as I throw up a second time.
“Oh,mi reina,“ he murmurs, tossing his phone to the side so he can rub my back. “I called the police. They’re on their way. I also spoke with Victor and Jason. They wanted to come over, but I told them I’d stay with you. Maya didn’t answer her phone. Maybe if you call, she will.”
“Thank you,” I tell him, glancing over my shoulder. “Thank you for coming, and thank you for taking care of all of that. I just…”
He nods. “You couldn’t. I understand. Are you done?”
I shrug as my stomach turns over again, but when I don’t throw up, I push to my feet. “I need to brush my teeth.”
“Of course. Then, I want you to call Maya. She should be here since it’s her apartment. And you need her.”
I shoot him a smile before brushing my teeth quickly. I make my way to the living room, where Andrés is waiting. “Better?”
Before I can tell him yes, there’s a knock on the door. He stands and heads for the door, handing me my phone as he passes.
Unlocking it, I dial Maya. I’m not overly surprised when she doesn’t answer, but I leave her a quick message letting her know what happened and asking her to come home.
I’m glad Andrés is here, but I need my best friend.
When the detectives join me with Andrés right behind them, I sigh. It’s going to be a long fucking day.
Chapter Twenty-three
Dani
Andrés and I are lying on the couch when the front door opens hours later.
Maya pauses in the doorway, lifting a perfectly manicured eyebrow. “Well, isn’t this cozy?”
“Where the fuck have you been?” Andrés demands, sitting up and dragging me along with him.
“Excuse you?” Maya tilts her head to the side as she considers us. “I’d like to remind you that you’re inside my apartment right now.”
“I don’t give a fuck where we are. I want to know where the fuck you were when Dani needed you. We left multiple messages letting you know something happened, and yet, here you are just strolling in as if you don’t have a worry in the world.”
I see the worry flash across her face as she pulls out her phone, and I lay a hand on Andrés’s arm. “Don’t.”
