ing at my body ma

as goi

d out from my chest with horror–Derek loomed over me ha

s… on my bed, and my cloth

r, but he quickly grabbed me and covered my mout

d with my eyes,

at me like you’re stupid, Rosalie. I mean, I know you

head, but that wasn’t e

tears as he stared

inch of my body. I tried to scream out and did my hardest to fight ag

developed quite n

t disgust

capture my nearly-bare breast, I hear

r once, I had never been so hap

erneath him. I grabbed the only clothing that I could spot on the bed and ran

ars and breathing. I had to stop hypervent

or to my room opened

g so long?” I

some fun.”

!” Isis' voice said angrily before sh

u’re nothing but a f*cking wh*re! I can’t

hink I was tryi

r. The hot water cascading down over my body was a welcome release, and I made sure it was hot enough to turn my skin red. a

s I cleansed myself a

leave, I thought

me, thank the moon godess. His mother had been keeping a close eye on him. A

perfect buyer – the murd

til there were n

eir argumen

ing. “Stop f*cking around with this sl*t, Derek. Our distinguished guest is almost here, and we

thing to entertain yourself with, and stop worrying ab

explain to Beta Tal

This time Derek, did not say anything. At least, no

to say. He had no respect for anyone! It was just shocking to me that

d before I heard the be

I heard Derek tapping on t

e. That luck will run

thing over my head, zipped up the back

to still my shaking hands. H

touch me again. Ple

ow that I knew what he wanted from me, I couldn’t i

by the jaw and pulled me inches from his lips. I

ou, you’re mine. I will make you beg me to

d that I wasn’t a

d pulled me into the bathroom by my neck and fo

recognize the beautiful

legantly embroidered bodice flattered my small frame. The embellish diamonds sparkled unde

ything about

ft from my dear mother–the o

her tried to sell it a few years ago, I begged and pleaded with him to let me keep it. I knew I woul

ss you more

uld have been spoiled and treated like a princess, and one day, when I was of age, I woul

That would be something any father and mother would be proud to announc

west of the low, not

as bruised and scarred from years of abuse. My crystal blue eyes were

pitiful girl

to me? What did I do to dese

n this gorgeous dress. But i

w master - a ruthless str