The Taken Of Lena のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

"Good. Because I will never forgive him for what he did to you," Renz said. She could hear a slight change in his voice, and Lena wondered if she should press the matter further. She wanted to have her questions answered...but she didn't want to see an angry Renz. "Do you know of...Erich's involvement with Aleksandr?" Lena asked tentatively. Renz's frown deepened, and he brought his long fingers to the slight shadow of stubble on his jaw. "I've spent the last few weeks in München. Taking care of many affairs, as you can probably imagine. But I was unable to find Erich again. I believe my brother offered Erich a great deal of money, in exchange for finding a young, beautiful...poor woman to put in the brothel," Renz said bitterly. Lena suddenly began feeling very sick to her stomach, and she pushed her food away in growing nausea and disgust. "Erich sold me," she said quietly. Renz reached for her hand and held it in his warm, long fingers. He slightly turned her wrist, so that he

He brought his hands down her lower back and cupped her buttocks, pulling her tightly against his body, whilst still keeping his lips attached to hers. Lena could feel his erection pressing insistently against her belly, and she began growing desperate to feel him. Lena reached for his trousers, but Renz caught both of her wrists with his hand, and gently pulled them away from his body, letting them rest around his neck. "I want to," Lena said quietly. Renz softly chuckled as his hands slid up her body. Her legs slightly gave way when she felt his palm cover her breast, and he stroked and squeezed with a tenderness that inflamed every surface of her body with attraction and arousal. "Slowly, love," Renz replied, returning his lips to hers. Lena moaned loudly when Renz brought his fingers to her nipples, and began teasing them with soft swirls of his thumbs. Lena could feel them hardening beneath his touch, and her pussy clenched and throbbed as she became increasingly desperate for

"What in the hell do you think you are doing?" he spat harshly. Lena yelped in fear, and the crystal glass of champagne slipped from her fingers, shattering into a glittering pile at her feet. The faint, pleasant buzz of the expensive golden nectar instantly vanished, and Lena was hyperaware in her terror. She wanted to retreat as he slowly advanced on her, his face darkly marked with fury, but she was completely immobilized with fear. It commanded all of her willpower to keep from fainting. "I...I'm s-sorry—" She winced as his large hand suddenly reached for the back of her head, his fingers twisting and locking in her curled, highly styled hair. She followed weakly as he pulled her towards his furious face by her hair, fearful of the impending pain. "You...have humiliated me...in my own home," Renz said slowly. Tears began to well in her eyes as she thought about how careless she'd been, how foolish and stupid she'd been. She searched his gray eyes for an emotion, any emotion,

"Thank you...for not turning me away. I've missed you so much," Lena said, trying her hardest to maintain composure. Jonathan smiled kindly at her and stroked her hair, a simple gesture he hadn't done for years. "You're dressed like a lady," Jonathan remarked, glancing at Lena again. Lena smiled shyly, slightly running her hand along the lace trim of her elegant day gown. "Do you like it?" Lena asked. "Expensive silk can do wonders for a whore, Lorena," he replied. Lena's heart skipped a beat, and she shook her head in confusion and hurt. "No, Master Sterling...I'm Lena," she said frantically. "How many more wealthy men have you whored yourself to this week? he said, voice rising. Lena's mouth fell open silently. She was too stunned to react. She'd never heard Master Sterling utter such crude words. She knew that Sterling had no way of knowing what had happened to her in München, but nonetheless, his words still felt exceptionally cruel. "Lena, he's not himself...it's just h

"But...your father was always cruel to you," Lena mentioned. Renz smiled insincerely and lowered his head. "He was. And when he was dying, he told me that he loved me. That was the first and only time," Renz replied. Lena stared at Renz, and she brought her hand to his cheek softly. "I'm certain he loved you...in his own way," Lena said gently. "I am not certain of that. But I am certain Jonathan loves you. You're impossible not to love," Renz said. Lena blinked several times as his words settled between them, and she began feeling more aware, less distant. Every emotion that she'd hidden and suppressed since her arrival at Sterling Manor broke free from her mental barriers, and Lena's entire body shook as she violently wept. She felt Renz's arms around her as her body shook with her tears, and she cried until her eyes were exhausted, and every emotion was spent. ****** Night had fallen when Lena woke up, and she pushed herself up from the large bed of the Crown suite on letha