Page 22 of Blind Devotion (Chaos Bleeds MC)

“I expect a fucking discount for her treatment.”

“Absolutely.Here, take this room. It’s a beautiful room, and if you need any help at all, let me know.” She assumed that was the manager stumbling over his words.

“Come on, baby. Let’s get out of here.”

Pussy led her out of the room. She went with him.

“Right, we’re going to go up some steps. Are you good to make them?”

“Yes.”

They took several steps forward, and Pussy paused.“Step.”

She searched for the step and started the momentum going up. Pussy’s arms on her waist kept her steady. Making her way up the flight of stairs was a huge achievement for her. Smiling at the top, she giggled. “I did it.”

“What’s the matter, baby?”

“At home they installed one of those chairs for me to get to my room. That was my first flight of steps, and I did it.” She flung her arms around him, holding on tight.

Pussy laughed with her. She wanted to share this enjoyment with him.

“He’s really kept you trapped.”

Sasha stopped to think about what he said. He was right. Kenneth had kept her trapped, afraid to move to the outside world. What could he hope to achieve with keeping her around?

“Yes, he has.”

“Baby, don’t worry about him. He’s never going to hurt you.”

“How do you know that?”

“Chaos Bleeds, we’re a family as much as we’re a club. We won’t let anything happen to you. I promise.”

Could she accept his help?

Did she have a choice?

Her mother couldn’t stop what Kenneth had done.

“I don’t want to talk about him anymore. He’s ruined my life enough.” She’d barely lived. All of her friends were off having a great time while she stayed at home, waiting to live. Slowly, she was being beat down, and having Pussy for company was showing her that.

He took hold of her hand and led her down toward the room. She didn’t try to steady herself like normal. Sasha trusted him to get her to where he wanted her safely.

She listened for the click of the lock.

“Right, we’re here.” Pussy opened the door and helped her inside.

“Is it dark or light out?”

“It’s getting dark.” He flicked the light on.

“I wouldn’t worry about it. It doesn’t matter if it’s light or dark.” She tried to smile. Did he like the way she looked? For four years she’d not looked in a mirror. Was she pretty? He had to like her to get her off, right? “I’m so confused,” she said.

“Baby, talk to me, and I might be able to help with that confusion.” He ran his hands up and down her arms, comforting her.

“No, I can’t ask you this. It’s crazy, and I’m sure women’s magazines would be against me asking something like this,” she said.

Pussy chuckled. “Just ask.”

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