Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
“Hunter…?”
“Sit your ass down.” She was already starting to get up from the table. Now I put down my knife and fork and looked at her. “Do you have any idea what I’m gonna do to you? I said sit the fuck down Deidre.” She bolted. In the wrong fucking direction.
She reached the bedroom five seconds before I did and locked the old wooden door. “Hunter, please listen to me, I was going to tell you I swear.” I didn’t answer; just let her carry on with her tale while I went out back by the woodpile.
I came back not two minutes later and took the axe I’d grabbed to the door until it hung off its hinges in pieces. She screamed and ran around the room looking for an escape until she ended up cornering herself. “Hunter please, what’re you gonna do?” She eyed the axe like she thought I was going to use the shit on her next. That would be too easy.
“If you move out of this room, you’re going to get worst than what I already have planned for you. If you try to make a run for your car, I have the keys.” I showed them to her now. “I filched them when I was hanging up your coat.”
My movements were slow and methodical when I gabbed the strips of rope from the bed where I’d laid them out earlier. She was hopping from one foot to the next like she needed the restroom. Which she most likely did; she pees when she gets nervous.
“Do you need the bathroom?” She nodded and sniffled, already starting her crying shit.
“You know where it is.” She walked across the room to the attached bathroom while I finished what I was doing.
I gave her time and waited until the water stopped running after she washed her hands. “Get out here.” I didn’t know I was going to be this calm when dealing with this shit. I thought I would’ve broken at least half the damn windows by now.
But I was surprisingly calm and clear headed. She eased out of the bathroom with those big watery eyes staring at the rope I was wrapping around the wrought iron bed rails.
“Come here Deidre.” She shook her damn head at me and refused to move. Stubborn little bitch. I walked across the room and grabbed her hair none too gently, pulling her over to the bed.
“Hunter you’re not letting me explain. I was going to talk to daddy tonight. I…” I grabbed her face between my fingers and glared into her eyes.
“What did you say when he told you about marrying someone else?” Her eyes went wide and she swallowed hard. “That’s what I thought. Just so you know, I don’t want to hear shit out of your deceitful ass mouth. Don’t say one fuck to me because I don’t want to hear it. That’s not what this is about.”
“Lay down. I said lay your ass down.” She eased onto the bed but opened her mouth to plead her case again. I just pointed a finger at her and she knew to keep her trap shut. If she said one more word I’d strangle her ass for real.
Calm my ass. I thought I was calm but it didn’t take long for the anger to show itself. I wasn’t gentle when I tied her arms and legs to the bedpost. “What’re you going to do?”
Her eyes damn near left her head when I pulled my bowie knife from my boot and knelt on the bed next to her. I’m not sure she was relieved when I just used it to cut away her clothes.
“Tell me!” I slit her blouse down the front and revealed her bra. I didn’t miss the fact that she wore one of the flesh colored lacy types that I like. “Have you ever met this Ian person, ever been alone with him?”
She shook her head no as her eyes followed the knife’s progress. I slit the bra down the middle and watched her breasts bounce into view. “I can’t hear you Deidre, I asked you a question.”
“No, I didn’t I promise. Daddy only said…”
“Just yes or no will do for now. Are you allowed to lie to me?”
“Okay, it was only once, in daddy’s office, but we weren’t alone and I didn’t even shake his hand.”
“Did you smile at him?” She swallowed really hard which meant yes.
“I was just trying to be polite.”
I pulled her tattered blouse off and finished cutting it into strips and threw them on the floor. I went to work on her skirt next.
Now she was left in nothing but her panties after I pulled the skirt out from under her and threw it over my shoulder to join her blouse. “Did he touch you?” The question had the blood rising in my head and I swore the shit was going to come out my eyes, ears and nose.