LOGINI wake up with a start, my heart thundering in my chest. My breath comes in ragged gasps, and for a moment, I can’t place where I am. I sit up quickly, expecting to see someone in the room with me—someone coming to hurt me, to take me again—but when my eyes adjust to the dim light, the room is empty.
Just the silence.
I look around, the weight of everything pressing down on me. This place—the house where Trevor has kept me locked up for weeks—has become a prison. It’s always quiet, too quiet. The only sounds are the distant hum of the outside world that I can’t reach, the creaks of the house settling, and my own restless thoughts.
The darkness beyond the window is thick and consuming, the kind of darkness that swallows up the last remnants of hope. But tonight, something is different. Something feels off.
I strain my ears, listening closely. There’s a faint sound, like the whisper of something moving through
It’s Monday morning — that grey, sleepy kind of morning where the air still feels heavy from the weekend. I’m half awake, bag slung over my shoulder, hair barely cooperating, when I step outside and freeze.He’s there.Liam.Leaning against his car like he owns the world, black hoodie pulled up, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cup of coffee. The street is quiet except for the faint hum of engines and early-morning birds but somehow, everything feels louder when I see him.My heart skips. My breath does that stupid fluttering thing it always does around him.“What are you doing here?” I ask, trying to sound casual, but my voice betrays me, too thin, too curious.He smiles, slow and deliberate. “I’m taking you to school today.” He pauses, his eyes glinting. “And every other day from now on.”I blink at him, caught between laughing and panicking. “I
I flip onto my back taking her with me. I look up at her and move her legs to my side making her straddle me. I don't think she realizes it but she grinds her pussy into me and I smile. Her mind might be fighting with her but her body wants me.I quickly sit up and go in foe the kill with a wet kiss. I plunge my tongue into her mou, making her moan as I fuck her mouth with mine.I tighten my arm around her waist, drawing her in until I can feel her heartbeat through the thin fabric between us. Her skin is warm, her hair brushes my jaw, and everything in me aches - not with hunger, but with something gentler, deeper.She calls out my name softly when I break the kiss and I kiss her neck, I mean to be careful, light. Just enough to let her know I’m there. But she breathes in sharply, and I feel her hand sl







