Chapter ElevenGinny’s Point of View.  I stayed there, in a ball, unmoving, crying.  The guy was a fucking monster, but... How else would you expect a monster to act? Using fear and childhood abuse just to get reactions out of people. If this is what life here would be like, I’d rather be dead. While I laid there, the light in the room changed. It had gotten darker and I could see out the window that the sky was changing, it was getting into the evening and I was sure Cole would be back soon, after all, this was his bedroom. I didn’t want to be here when he returned. I managed to find the inner strength to sit up and I wiped away the many tears that had stained my face. I heard the bedroom door open and froze, but whe

Chapter Thirteen  *** A Few Weeks Later ***  The past few weeks had been an absolute living nightmare. I hadn’t seen Cole so that was an upside, but the servant girl who saw me in Cole’s room, Julie, had been running around, bad mouthing me to no end to anyone and everyone who would listen. Belle told me that Julie was Cole’s go-to when he wanted a quick and easy ‘’lay’’ and that now, out of some sort of fucked up weird jealousy thing, she’s trying to turn everyone in the house against me. Why? I had absolutely NO interest in Cole or being his ‘’new’’ fun thing to play with, I even told her that myself, but she didn’t believe me. I told her I ha

Chapter Fifteen    I waited for Cole to return and when he did, He was still topless and I looked away again quickly. I was .. well, human and he was attractive, but I didn’t like him and I didn’t trust him so I certainly wasn’t going to look at him that way. Plus... I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of reading my thoughts either...  ‘Just so you know, not thinking about something doesn’t mean the thought isn’t in your head’. He informed me with a smirk, walking over to his bar cart.  ‘What do you mean?’  ‘Well-’ He poured two glasses of something unidentifiable as he spoke, ‘You’re actively trying not to think about me... But the thought is in your head, isn’t

Chapter Seventeen A chill ran over my body and my eyes flickered open. Every window in the room was open, including the balcony. I remembered the balcony doors being open when I woke up last time. I shivered and pulled the covers over me before I rolled over, reaching out to the man lying next to me, but my hand fell flat on the bed. I patted around a few times before I opened my eyes again and looked. He wasn’t there. Holding the sheet to my body, I sat up and looked around, he wasn’t in the room. Where was he? As if hearing my thoughts, which he probably did, he stepped out of the bathroom, naked. ‘Good morning’. He announced.‘Good morning’. I didn’t know wh

Chapter Nineteen  I closed the door behind myself and went to lay down on my bed. I wanted to go and confront Cole for so many reasons but then I remembered, he could literally do whatever he wanted. What I said or did, didn’t matter at all. He was the ‘’master’’ I was nothing. I can’t believe he was married twice. That sounded like a lot of drama. What happened to the guy? I forgot what his name was, and then to be burned so badly by his wife and brother.. Jesus. I kinda understand his ass-hole attitude a little more now. I didn’t like it... But I kinda understood it. Maybe If I go and tell him that... Just as the thought processed in my brain, I shook my head, No, That was a stupid idea. I reminded myself that nothing I could say would matter