Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 144571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 578(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
Was the ache in her body a consequence of her time with Dimitry? How much had she lost? Tears pulsed behind her eyes, but she forced them back. It didn’t fucking matter. It didn’t happen. If she didn’t remember it, then it didn’t happen. Besides, who cared? No one did. Surely not Cooper.
She couldn’t think of him right now. Couldn’t think about the piece of herself she’d meant to give him, the one he’d rejected. The one someone had stolen from her.
She was going to kill that fucking Russian.
She was never going to tell anyone…anyone. Better they thought she got beaten up. She sniffled and tried to quietly move her limbs. Every movement felt slow and she ached. Everything hurt.
Kyle. She finally looked up and Kyle was in the seat beside her.
Well, of course he was.
Dimitry stood up, his big body unfurling from the aisle in front of her. He turned, and his eyes flared when he saw her. His disgusting lips turned up in a smirk. “Ty khorosho spala? Ya znayu, chto ya–da.”
Had she slept well? He insinuated he had. Like he’d enjoyed his job and needed rest after a long night of…raping her?
She’d thought the word.
She’d been reckless and impetuous and all the things she’d been accused of being and everyone would nod and be sympathetic but deep down they’d always known she would be here. They’d always known she would get in trouble and lose pieces of herself because she wasn’t smart enough to keep them.
“Dimitry, sit down and leave the girl alone. I’m not going to tell you again.” One of the assholes was in charge. The big guy with brown hair and dark eyes. “We’re about to land. You okay, kid? We have a medic if you feel sick.”
Sick. She wanted to die. She wanted the ground to open up and swallow her whole because this was all her fault. She’d been the weak link. All she had was her strength. Would anybody even put up with her if she was weak?
“Fuck you,” she replied simply. She didn’t need to say anything else to these assholes.
The guy sighed and sat back down, telling Dimitry to do the same.
She sat there wondering if Kyle was dead. Probably not. His chest moved. It was good to know her cousin could sleep in the middle of his own kidnapping. Was it technically a kidnapping if he’d walked into the trap? She was the kidnappee, and he was the dude who’d been dumb enough to let it happen.
When she thought about it, it was Kyle’s fault. Kyle had shitty taste in women. Mostly. MaeBe was all kinds of awesome, but she had to question his every choice since this Julia person was obviously a monster.
She felt an ache go through her as the plane hit the landing strip. She didn’t even know where she was. Where were her parents? She wanted her mom. She wanted her mom to wake her up and tell her she’s late and she has to go to practice, and she would start the whole day over and this time she would stay home with her sisters and brothers. She would stay in the house and never let herself think about Cooper McKay again.
Kyle’s eyes came open, and there was a moment of startled recognition in them, a panic as he looked around and finally settled on her.
Yep. He’d walked into the lion’s den for her. “I blame you.”
He should have saved himself. Everyone would hate her now. Her aunt and uncle would be so pissed she’d put Kyle in this position. She didn’t even want to think about how her parents would feel.
At least if she died, Cooper wouldn’t have to look at her again.
Cooper would never touch her. She wasn’t sure she would let anyone touch her. Ever again.
“Me?” Her cousin’s brows had risen. “I’m not the one who snuck out of my perfectly safe house to visit my boyfriend.”
The words made her stomach turn, but they were true. At least the sneaking out part. “He’s not my… Well, not anymore because he’s an asshole like all men. But this is about you, isn’t it? At first I thought it was someone who was pissed at my dad, but then I woke up and you were here. Unless you’ve turned supervillain. Have you, Kyle?”
Her cousin snorted. “No.”
“Then that psycho ex of yours couldn’t get to Carys or Lucas or David, so she kidnapped me.” It was the only possible explanation. “And you’re the dummy who fell for it.”
Her cousin got the aggrieved expression on his face a lot of dudes got when she pointed out simple life truths. “Yes. I’m the dummy who decided to save your ass.”
“You can’t save my ass if you’re beside me in prison.” She leaned in, her voice going low. “There are only five of them. I think we can take them.”