All Chapters of Bend Me Daddy: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I didn't see Luca again after that sleepless night. He left me alone to wander the house and ponder my death while he went about his business, preparing for his meeting with my sister’s fiancé.Was he even thinking about me?Would he miss me?Twice, I tried to escape out the door. And once I was halfway over the railing of the balcony in my room before I was caught. Each time, Tristan or Enzo calmly brought me back inside and watched me as I crumbled to the floor in defeat. They never said a word. Didn't try to console me. Just stood by as I worked through my anger and grief.On the third day, I stopped trying. I decided if I was going to die, I wanted Luca to be the one to do it. I wanted him to look me in the eyes as he pulled the fucking trigger.On the fourth day, I was lying in bed when Luca came into my room, dressed in black dress pants and a black button-down shirt, his gun holstered under his left arm. I hadn't slept the night before and I couldn't bring myself to eat. I coul

LUCAVeda stiffened beside me when she spotted Mario and his men standing side by side on the other side of the back parking lot. She didn't ask meany questions. Didn't beg. Didn't try to weasel her way out of what was about to happen. What had to happen. I hoped she was still stoned enough that she wouldn’t feel anything. Wouldn’t see what was coming.For me, seeing my brother for the first time since the drug bust had gone down was strange. I expected to feel more. Sorrow, perhaps. Loss for the brother I knew when we were kids, before he had become this selfish prick. But all I felt was a sense of betrayal. And an anger that threatened to consume me.Mario immediately spotted Veda standing calmly beside me, and the blood drained from his face. His eyes flicked back to me. “What is this? I’m supposed to meet one of our father’s men.”“That would be me,” I told him.His eyes were pulled back to Veda. “This isn’t possible. They told me it was her, but I didn’t fucking believe it.” He

LUCAI can't breathe. I can’t fucking breathe…The attacks have been coming more and more frequently since Veda was ripped out of my life. I gripped the arms of the chair I sat in, the brown leather stiff and cold under my fingers as the walls closed in on me. Squeezing my eyes shut, I fought for breath.My father’s angry voice broke through my panicked haze. “You are a disgrace to this family and no son of mine.”His words slid over me but didn’t stick, not like they once would have. I was barely paying attention, my mind on that morning. I'd woken up still half-dressed, each beat of my pulse like a hammer chiseling away at my skull, and my sheets stained with the blood that covered me. Blood that wasn't my own. Blood I had no recollection of. I didn’t even remember leaving the house.He paced around his desk and came to stand in front of me. “Are you listening to me, coglione?”I finally gave him my attention. “I'm not an idiot.”“Si´, you are! How could you just let your brother ge

VEDAN o. No. No, no, no, no…Chills skated across my skin despite the scalding hot water. Quickly, I started running the soapy washcloth over the rest of my body. “Oh, um. I was just about done. Give me just a sec and you can have the shower.” Stupid, stupid, stupid! I never should’ve stayed in here. I should’ve taken my chances in the hall bathroom. I should’ve locked the fucking door. Should I not be in here? Should I apologize? “I just…you’ve been so busy…and I just…” My words stuttered out. Because what he said next answered that question, and made me realize it wouldn’t have mattered where I’d chosen to shower.“Why are you acting so weird? And since when do you know me as a man who prefers to shower alone? Although I’ve done it. Since you’ve been back, I’ve showered alone every fucking day. Slept alone. Trying to give you your space because I thought you might need a minute after living under my brother’s roof, and with my hours being weird and shit…” He didn’t finish his sente

Trying to stay calm, I gathered the soapy washcloth to my chest and held it there, trying to preserve any sliver of modesty I had left. “Mario…”“LOOK at me.” His tone had an edge that hadn’t been there before.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Panic rose within me until my hands and feet were numb with it, my heart beating so fast and hard I saw stars in front of my eyes and wished I hadn’t missed that last cardio appointment. Mario gripped my chin hard and forced my face up to his. The water from the shower sprayed the back of my head, smoothing down my wet hair and giving me nothing to hide behind. He stood in front of me without the grace of his younger brother, feet planted wide, blocking the entrance to the shower. I couldn’t get around him. With nowhere to go and no way to stop what was about to happen, I opened my eyes, and held my breath as I waited to see how he would react.He stared at my gray eyes for a long moment, and I knew what he was seeing. The color dull and murky compared to my s