บททั้งหมดของ Bend Me Daddy: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Trying to get away from my dark thoughts, I took a large gulp of my sister's expensive wine, but I barely tasted the different notes of cherry and chocolate or how smooth it was on my tongue, because no matter how much I tried to run away from it, I was beginning to think my mother was right. I'd barely graduated high school. Never went to college—not because I couldn't afford it, which was true, but because I just didn't want to. I could get jobs, but had a hard time keeping them, either because I got bored or I got fired. And if Nicole hadn't hired me to be her lackey, I probably would've ended up out on the street by now.However, that didn't mean I had to put up with my sister's abuse anymore. Every word she directed toward me, every little thing she conned me into doing for her, every time she looked down her nose at me...No. I was fucking done. I might not be as charming as her, or as smart as her, or even as sexy as her—because I was a bit "thicker" as Mom loved to remind me,

VEDAI had no idea who this guy was or what he wanted from me, but I would rather he call me anything in the world other than that name. Slut. Bitch. Whore. Cunt. Any of those would work. Just not "Nicole." I was still pissed at her."Your name is not Nicole," he deadpanned. I could tell by his tone he was only patronizing me. It irked me beyond reason, but I answered anyway. I even managed to keep the sarcasm from my tone.For the most part."No. But if you want her, I'd be more than happy to tell you exactly where to find her." At least I thought I could. I hadn't heard from my sister in two weeks, not until I received that damn wedding invitation in the mail."Like the downtown condo where you've lived for the last year? The one your boyfriend...excuse me, your fiancé...pays for?"I could tell he didn't believe me. And not just from his tone. There was something in his eyes. The cold stare of an alligator right before it locks its teeth around you and pulls you into a death roll. A

LUCAThe woman was fucking fearless. I had to admit, I was much more intrigued by her than I'd expected to be.Leaving her in the bedroom to give her time to accept her new fate, I warned her again that trying to escape was not beneficial to her staying alive, then went downstairs and strode down the hall to my office where I found Enzo staring intensely at the computer monitor."What is it?" I asked him.He didn't move or look up at me. "It's not possible," he said after a moment.My gut clenched. "What's not fucking possible?"Finally, he looked at me, and I didn't have to see the monitor to know what he had found. Without a word, I walked around my desk and sat down in my chair as Enzo jumped to his feet.Two birth certificates were pulled up on the large monitor screen. One for a Nicole Marie Calbert and the other for Veda Lynn Calbert. Born a minute apart on the same day at the same hospital to the same parents.For a moment, I felt nothing at all. "Why is this the first time I'm

Fire warmed her gray eyes. "Or what? You'll kill me?" She pushed herself up from the floor, and I could practically see her entire body vibrating with her anger. It was fucking beautiful. A rage that rivaled my own. "Go ahead," she spit the words at me. "Death would be preferable to staying here with you and being your puppet."God, she was stunning. And infuriating. My own men didn't mouth off to me the way this woman did. I crossed the room and stood directly in front of her before she had time to run. Grabbing her jaw, I forced her to look at me. "Keep mouthing off to me, Veda. I dare you."Taking a step back, she jerked her chin from my grasp, then slapped me across the face. Hard.A deadly calm came over me. Slowly, I turned my head back around until our gazes clashed. Whatever she saw there wiped the rebellious look from her face. A heartbeat passed. Then another...Lurching to the left, she tried to run. But I was expecting it and caught her around the waist, lifting her off th

It was a dare. One I would be stupid to take. With shaking hands, I took off my T-shirt and bra and dropped my shorts and panties to the floor. Covering myself with my hands and arms as best I could, I walked into the shower, keeping my eyes on my bare feet."Come here, amore."Swallowing hard, I inched my way under the water as Luca moved out of the way. I wasn't sure exactly what to expect, but it definitely wasn't what happened.He didn't scold me for covering up or force me to drop my arms. Instead, he carefully guided me back beneath the spray, urging me to tilt my head back with a tight grip on my long hair. When all of the strands were wet, he lathered it up with shampoo, and I had to fight back a moan as his long fingers massaged my scalp with just the right pressure.Once my hair was clean and rinsed, he soaped up the shower pouf and stepped behind me to wash my back. I stiffened and tried to turn around, but he kept one hand on my bare shoulder, holding me still as he scrubb