Page 118 of Unravelling The Beast

"I only follow Arlo's orders. Is he aware you're here?"

He remains silent while he stands straight, then lifts his chin.

"You're leaving today. Write Arlo a note and tell him you're going because you're upset over his engagement or some heartbreaking bullshit, but make it fucking convincing."

I narrow my eyes on him.

"I don't think you're listening to me; I'm not leaving Cree. What the fuck do you not understand about that?"

Without warning, he strikes me with a mighty blow to the stomach, knocking the wind out of me and causing me to fall to my knees in front of him.

Cradling my stomach, I gasp for air, and my eyes well up with tears from the excruciating pain.

I pant hard through gritted teeth when I eventually regain my breath, and I observe him crouch down calmly in front of me.

He begins to speak in a deep, bitter tone as I keep my weeping eyes low.

"I'm not my fucking son, Arlo, Wren.People around me obey and do what they're told. Man, woman, or fucking child."

He bruisingly snatches my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"You and your sister would make fine toys for my new business.What’s her fucking name? Lily, isn’t it?"

I just stare at him, wide-eyed, as panic swells within me, and he continues.

"All the filthy old cunts I know would gladly ruin all of her tight, eighteen-year-old holes, teach her, and sell her the fuck on to the next load of perverts to destroy her until she's dead and no longer useful."

I shake my head frantically, and he nods.

"Oh, you don't want that?"

I remain silent, breathing deeply as he draws his face closer to mine.

"You have until today to pack your shit and fuck off back to wherever you fucking came from."

Before he stands, he aggressively releases my chin. I watch him approach the door, then he comes to a stop and turns to face me, his hand on the door handle.

"And Wren? If you say anything to Arlo about this, I'll fuck her personally, then ship her somewhere your poor fucking loved ones will never be able to find her, and then I'll come for you, and I am not someone you want to be fucked by, believe me."

Before he opens the door, he offers me a terrifying smile.

“Have an amazing day and it was nice to finally meet you properly.”

When he shuts the door behind him, I can't take it anymore and I sob. I lean forward and place my forehead on the floor. After a moment, I groan, wipe my wet face with my hands, and stand up on trembling legs.

I take out my phone from my back pocket. I look down at it and shakily scroll through my contacts until I find Lily as I walk to my bedroom.

It rings for a while, and I start to panic, but she eventually answers.

"Hello?"

"Lil, where are you?"

"At home, why?"

As I grab my suitcase from the wardrobe, I exhale a sigh of relief.

"I was just checking."

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