Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 285(@200wpm)___ 228(@250wpm)___ 190(@300wpm)
Hot tears prick my eyes and for a moment I’m convinced I can still walk away from this, can still get away from the party with no one seeing me. I slip through the door and I’m in the front yard when I look up to find Adrianna and her bitchy friends exiting a car. She smirks at me, approaching with a cruel smile. I have nowhere to run.
“What a cute little costume,” Adrianna says with fake sweetness to her voice. “You’re the least sexy cat I’ve ever seen.”
I bite back a reply, knowing if I stand up to her it’s only going to make matters worse. Instead, I try to make my way past her, to rush back to the dorms. But Adrianna stops me with a cruel, icy hand wrapped around my wrist. Before I can take another step, she yanks me back, making me stumble.
“Where do you think you’re going? You’re the guest of honor, after all.”
The girls surround me, and I let out a whimper when I realize I’m outnumbered. Quickly, a crowd gathers in the front yard of the fraternity house. Everyone’s looking at me and I’m left standing alone in the middle of a circle the students have formed around me. This is my worst nightmare come to life.
They pull at me, touching me and ripping off my clothes. When someone yanks my cat ears off, I flush and try to fight them, but am quickly punished with a slap to my face. I soon realize I can’t win this battle – I’m surrounded by people who want to see me hurt, and there’s nobody here who is going to save me.
Some people come at me with pocket knives, and I shriek as my costume is torn to shreds. But that’s not even the worst thing that happens.
Once I’m left shivering in the cool evening air in nothing but my panties and bra, some guys grab me and carry me into the house, kicking and screaming. The whole time, I hear their whispers, putting into words what I’ve been most afraid of.
They all hate me. How the mighty have fallen. I used to be a mafia princess and now I’ve been reduced to fucking nothing. A plaything for these rich kids to do everything they want with.
Coming to the university was a mistake. I don’t care whether I get a scholarship. Every second I have to spend here is torture and I’m shivering with fear as the cruel boys from the school rip off my bra and panties. They force me to stand against the wall and use duct tape to make me stay in place.
Hot tears of humiliation fall down my face as my nipples and my pussy are taped over, but I force myself to stay strong. I tell myself I only have to endure this for one night. Once it’s over, I’m getting the hell away from this school and back home, where my parents will be waiting.
The rest of the night passes by excruciatingly slowly. With nowhere to run and nobody coming to my aid, I’m forced to become the laughingstock of the party.
When I see him enter the house, I hope something will change. But I should have known Julian Bernardi will never help me. Not after what I did to him.
When he touches me that night, I feel sparks flying between us, just like they did every time we touched before. But Julian isn’t here to help me. His torture is the worst of them all, because I once had feelings for him. His betrayal hurts the most.
And worst of all, I feel jealousy bubbling in the pit of my stomach when I see Julian talking to that bitch Adrianna. It’s obvious from their body language there’s some kind of connection between them – perhaps they even dated before. That makes me feel even worse.
As Adrianna and Julian disappear, another boy approaches me, though he is certainly more of a man that the rest of the guests at this sordid party.
“Well, well, well, what have we here?” he drawls out drunkenly as he regards me with a hungry gaze.
I can’t reply with my mouth duct-taped shut, and when he pulls out a pair of scissors, my eyes widen in fear of getting hurt.
“Relax,” the boy laughs. “I’m only trying to help you. You seem too pretty to be all by yourself…”
He cuts me free of the wall and I’m so grateful. My limbs are sore as fuck and I wince as I pull the duct tape off my lips, massaging them to get the blood flow back into them.
“Why don’t you come with me?” the boy asks in a husky voice, blocking my path when I try to get away.
I look over his shoulder, searching for Julian with my eyes, but he’s nowhere to be seen. Before I can get away, the guy forcibly grabs my hand. My shriek goes unnoticed as he drags me up the stairs into the messy upper floor of the house. He picks a door and pushes me inside a darkened bedroom.