Page 56 of She will Always be Mine

The flashlight blinking in the dark pulls my attention to my phone, still lying on the bathroom floor that I see through the doorway.

Only one person will text me at this hour of the night and as much as I want to avoid it, my feet have a mind of their own as they carry me toward it.

I swallow the bile that rises up in my throat and bend to pick my phone.

UNKNOWN:Good girl.

Just like that…he broke me.

Like he promised.

Chapter Nineteen

NYRA

Rough hands roam all over my body.

They ghost over the pulse on my neck and then slide lower from my naked, heaving breasts to the center of my stomach and circle my belly.

The soft, teasing sensation draws out a low moan past my lips, my hips lifting to meet the hand that slips between my thighs. When one finger pushes inside my walls, I cry out and fist the sheets. Slowly, one finger turns into two and they thrust harder while I chase the orgasm that I feel building in my core.

“Riaan…” I finally whisper his name.

“Shhh…”

I can’t keep the sounds inside me... and why would he even want me to? He always likes it when I scream in pleasure and moan his name. I want to ask him something, but when his tongue licks a path down my slit, I lose all thoughts.

My hands wind into his hair and I pull when he bites my clit. I always love it when he’s rough. But today, it feels strange. Wrong.

“Riaan,” I call out, no longer lost in pleasure.

He ignores me and laps at my pussy harder, biting into my thighs before roughly turning me over onto my stomach, and I frown.

“Riaan.”

His fingers dig into my hips painfully. I struggle against his hold, no longer enjoying this and becoming worried when he remains quiet.

Is he angry at me?

When he shoves my upper body into the mattress, I turn my head to the side and try to meet his gaze, but he’s pressing me down too hard. This isn’t like him. He’s never so silent and dispassionate.

My breathing grows heavy from exertion and I panic when his heavy body lands on top of mine, effectively trapping me beneath him.

“Stop.”

This is not Riaan.

The stranger leans down and cruelly chuckles in my ear and grunts, “He can’t save you.”

I go utterly still, the evil voice both familiar and unexpected.

I twist my neck and this time, he lets me so I can see his face.

When I do, I scream, “No!!!”

Then like an animal, he shoves his cock inside me.

I jerk awake from my haunting nightmare that almost felt real while my lungs feel suffocated as if I cannot get enough air. I touch myself and relax when I find my clothes are still on and I’m not trapped.

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