Page 20 of Betrayal (Corrupt Empire 1)

I got up, snagging a clean one from the shelf and held it up for her. I closed my eyes when she got out and took it from me. I walked away, getting the clothes I’d brought her off the floor. I kept my back to her as she put them on.

She put a hand on my arm, to get my attention. My skin prickled from the direct contact. My sick need for her grew. Fuck.

“Come on,” I said, pulling my arm from her grasp.

Her eyes flashed with confusion, but she followed me from the room. I didn’t take her into the cell. We walked into the kitchen.

“Go sit down at the table.”

She did as I asked. It was still dark outside, but with it being winter, the sun wouldn’t rise properly for a few hours or so. I got my box of medical supplies and bandaged her hand again. She watched me without saying a word. Her doe eyes spoke volumes. Grateful I’d taken care of her.

I packed up the supplies and got up. I pulled out some breakfast stuff from the fridge and set about making a protein shake for myself and eggs on toast for her. I still wasn’t sure what she ate, but we could broach that subject later.

I thrust the plate under her nose when I was done, leaning back against the counter with my glass.

She ate in silence with me watching her. My t-shirt swamped her small frame, but it didn’t stop her tits sticking out. Her nipples were hard against the fabric. Fuck me if I didn’t want to bite them until she begged me to stop. Shaking myself, I downed my protein shake and dumped the glass in the dishwasher. She stood with her plate and did the same.

I didn’t speak as I led her back into the cell and chained her up again.

“Can I have the light on, please?” she asked as she sat against the wall.

“If you want,” I replied, walking away to the door. “Have a list of things you need ready for when I come see you again.”

“Aiden?”

“Hmm?”

“Thank you.”

I almost turned around to look at her, but I couldn’t. Whatever reason she had for thanking me, it didn’t matter. I turned the light on for her before I shut the door. This time I didn’t lock it. Wasn’t much point when I’d chained her up.

I walked away to my bedroom. It was time I took care of some things, including my raging hardon which had plagued me since she’d spoken my name out loud for the first time.

That girl had a lot of shit to answer for.

A heck of a lot of shit.

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