Ashley POV I look at myself in the mirror, I am wearing a red dress that clings to my every curve, but it is not a nice dress, I look like a slut from a strip club, it is too short and has too much cleavage. I hate the way I look, I hate that Tobias makes me wear this kind of clothes when they are tasteless and make me feel so bad about myself. I never thought he was this kind of man, he fooled me well. “Your presence is required in the dining room”, One of his dogs says and I nod my head. I take a deep breath and follow him through the corridors from the bedroom to the dining room. I hate this house. Everything is white and stale, looks like a fucking museum with gold pieces and horrible paintings on the wall. “Come”, Tobias says as he points at the dining room table as soon as I arrive. He is wearing a black suit and tie and I frown looking at him. “This is our first and most important date night”, he says and I stop myself from telling him to go fuck himself. The last time I did
Killian POV I walk from side to side in my room, I can’t make myself walk down to the holding cells and take care of business. I don’t know why. I sit on the edge of my bed with my head between my hands when I hear a knock on the door. “Come in”, I let out. The door opens and my mum is on the other side. She smiles while she sits in her wheelchair. She enters my room and I can’t bring myself to look her in the eyes. This is the most beautiful woman in the world and I always wanted someone by my side like she is by my dad’s side, even though he fucks up badly. She is still here, with him. Loving him and supporting him. “How are you holding up?”, she asks after she closes the door behind her. I look into her eyes and I break. Tears stream down my face as I fall on my knees in front of her resting my head on her legs. Her hands move slowly on my hair. “It’s okay love”, she says while I shake my head, “Maybe you should try to listen to her”, mum says and I look into her eyes. She is a
Ashley POV I’ve kept my back turned to everything that is happening. I don’t give a shit about what is happening to Tobias. I hate him, I never hated anyone before, but he is the most horrible person in the world, and I don’t care what happens to him, he deserves everything that he is getting. The air is extremely cold here, and the cold stone walls without any natural light make it worse, not to mention that the heat goes up and I think we are on a really lower floor. At least that’s what it felt like when we were in the elevator. My entire body trembles as the cold start to creep into my bones. I keep my hands near my mouth to try and keep them as hot as possible as I breathe into them. “Now you”, I hear Killian say, I realize the screaming stopped and Killian is standing just outside my cell. I close my eyes as I can imagine him with his arms crossed against his chest. His heavily tattooed arms show the veins. I smile to myself because I still love every inch of that man. “Talk
Killian POV I storm up the stairs and towards my bedroom. I lock the door behind me, and I slam my hand against the wall several times. My knuckles start bleeding, and a shooting pain moves up my hand toward my arm. I let out a loud noise in frustration, and I hear a knock. “Fuck off,” I shout as I sit on the edge of the bed with my head between my hands. I feel the tears falling down my face. With the back of my hand, I rub them off and walk into the bathroom to have a shower and wash off the blood that is covering my clothes and my body. I close my eyes under the hot water, and all I see are the bruises on her arms. Is the rest of her body like that? I make up my mind. I walk out of the shower when I am done, and I grab my phone. I press Theo’s number, and he answers straight away. “Take her to the spare room next to mine, have the doctor examine her, head to toe, everything, and when I say everything, I mean everything, rape test the lot, and then she can have a shower and get d
Ashley POV “What did he do to you?” Killian asks, and my insides turn upside down. What hasn’t he done? He is a monster. I close my eyes, trying to figure out how to tell Killian. My entire body is reacting to his presence like he is my drug. Like I need him to function. “Ashley, I don’t know what to think. I can’t just pretend that I believe you completely; I just can’t”, he says, and I know he is right. He believed way too easily about the little show he witnessed. What is preventing him from believing that I am a manipulative liar? Nothing. He is right not to believe in me. Hell, I wouldn’t believe me either. If the roles were inverted, I would give him the shit of his life, and I wouldn’t even look at him, let alone explain. I hate that he is feeling like that. I hate that I am feeling like this. I hate what Tobias has done to me, to us… Killian stands up and walks to the door, and I know this is my last chance. I need to tell him if I want him to consider believing me. I look
Killian POV “What have you done to her?”, I ask Tobias as I hold him by his throat. His eyes are barely open from the beating I gave him, his breathing is shallow. His feet away from the floor as I lift him. He is not even showing fear. Tobias starts laughing between coughs and my entire body reacts to the bastard doing that. He thinks it’s funny to destroy someone else’s woman, fuck to destroy a woman, it doesn’t matter who she belongs to. I can’t even begin to imagine what she is going through. The fucker. “She will never be the same, I made sure of that”, he says and I slam my fist against his nose, it starts pouring blood as Elliot stands next to me with his arms crossed in front of his chest. Tobias coughs some blood and then looks at me. “I made sure she will always remember me, she will never enjoy your company, I will always be the one she thinks about when you have sex with her, she fought hard, she fought for you, but not hard enough, she even tried to kill herself but it
Author’s note This chapter contains a graphic descriptions of rape, readers please be advised, to read at your own risk … Ashley POV “Tobias likes to play a game”, I let out feeling the skin on my body get warm. I hate thinking about this, I hate what he did to me and the effect that it has had on my mental health and on my life. I swallow hard and look down at my hands, finding the courage to tell him. ***** Flashback ****** There it is, the sound I dread every day. The gun. I know what I have to do. I grab my shoes and put them on as fast as I can. I need to hide, and I need to run. I open the bedroom door and look both ways on the corridor, no sign of Tobias. I sprint to the end and down the big staircase. The marble floor is wet and very slippery. I can’t run, or I’ll break a leg, and then it will be a lot worse. Slowly I walk towards the kitchen. The chef is preparing dinner, and I look at the pantry. I look big enough for me to find a row to hide, but then I will have witn
Killian POV “Everything is ready,” Elliot says as he opens the office door. Dad looks up at him and smiles. Today is the first day he will be coming out of hiding, and we have a meeting with some of the other mafia leaders in New York, and we are claiming back our territory and our businesses. We left it without proper management for a long time. Theo and Elliot obviously have been dealing with this, but they are not me. Dad agreed to leave me in charge. He will run the operations in the background, whenever I need some help or time off. Mum has become my chief of security and detail. She really knows what she’s doing. She’s even been teaching the guys some stuff. Some of my men don’t know about me, or my dad is alive, and today, everything has changed. I am taking over with Ashley by my side. I am claiming her in front of all the leaders, and we will be assuming Tobias’s death. I don’t run from my responsibilities or what I do. Ashley is already settled in my New York penthouse.