All Chapters of Poison me softly : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Cecilia’s POVArnold's lips are wet and disgusting against mine. I turn my face as hard as I can to the right, but he grabs my jaw again to force my face back.His mouth is back on mine, his hands roaming my body.At that exact moment, the iron doors burst open, but I can’t see who has entered. I do the only thing I can think off.I bite hard on his mouth. “Ugh!” He lurches sideways with a curse. His hands leave my face and his weight shifts off me.That’s when my view is cleared and I can see who charged into the room.To my immense relief, my eyes land on Jude. “Jude!” I cry out to him. No “Mr. Martinez” in the face of danger.His chest seems to heave with relief upon seeing me. Then his face goes back to being hard and angry. His eyes dart to Arnold who looks ready to kill me, but is cautiously looking at Jude. “T-the boss—Arnold doesn’t get to finish whatever he wanted to say, because in the blink of an eye, Jude pounces on him. The first strike lands at Arnold's jaw, snap

When I’m taken back to the mansion, the reality of everything that’s happened, comes crashing unto me. I’d been kidnapped by Lotus.I was almost assaulted.Jude killed his father.Lotus tried to kill me. Mae, was Lotus’ supposedly dead sister. And Mae just killed her.If Brittany, Jude or someone in this house didn’t kill me, the stress from trying to process everything just might. I sit on the edge of my bed for what feels like hours. Every time I close my eyes, I see Lotus collapsing onto the concrete floor with blood behind her head, and Mae standing over her with that horrible calm expression on her face.I stand abruptly and begin pacing the room, rubbing my hands together restlessly as thoughts crash into each other in my mind.Mae.There are too many things I’d like to ask her, because they don’t make sense in my head. And underneath all of it is another thought I keep trying to forget. I’ve been poisoning Jude.When Lotus pointed a gun at me, Jude threw himself in front

I walk away from Brittany’s room with the dark red bottle in my hand and my mind completely blank.When I get to my room, I set it on the desk.I think about Jude’s face when he found me in warehouse. The way his arms came around me before I even registered what was happening. I think about him lying in the bed talking about the first session, saying he left because I threw him off. I think about the fair, about the stupid large yellow toy, about jumping and not thinking and his arms catching me.I think about the two nights of passion we’d won’t together. Two completely irresponsible, absolutely undeniable nights.And I have been poisoning him the entire time.“I can’t do this.” I say out loud to myself. I look around the room. It all feels too small suddenly, like the walls have moved inward. I can’t breathe properly in here.I’d been telling myself I couldn’t leave because Brittany would hunt me down.But standing here with the bottle in front of me and the weight of everything

Hours later, I finally come back downstairs.The guards are still there exactly where I left themm Neither of them questions why using the bathroom somehow took over two hours.One of them greets when he sees me. “Doctor.”I give an awkward laugh. “I accidentally fell asleep.”The excuse is barely believable. But of course, neither man reacts. Maybe because I knew what I was doing, I felt like they could see through me. “I need to go to the supermarket.” I say. “I’m out of some toiletries.”The taller guard nods immediately. “We’ll take you.”“Wonderful.” I mutter under my breath.A black SUV is already waiting outside by the time we step out of the manor. The drive is quiet the entire way, with only me at the back seat. I stare out the window while my thoughts drift back to the phone call with Benjamin.Calling Benjamin D’Angelo for help felt like placing a risky bet with extremely low odds of winning. The line had barely rung twice before he answered.“Hello. This is Dr. Cecilia

The next morning comes quickly.I barely sleep before Mae is already up, pulling clothes from the chair beside the bed while Leo checks something outside through the window.“We need to move.” Mae says.I sit up slowly, my body still exhausted. My muscles ache from sleeping stiffly and my mind still hasn’t fully adjusted to the reality that I am no longer going to be Cecilia Rodrigo. At least not publicly.I stare at the papers Mae handed me last night sitting on the bedside table.Rhoda Lance.Twenty eight years old, seeking relocation. Recently relocated. No criminal history. No past connected to Jude Martinez. Just a normal woman starting over. An hour later, the three of us are back on the road.The forest slowly disappears behind us as Leo drives through long empty roads. The silence inside the car isn’t uncomfortable because all of us are in our own headspace. I keep glancing behind us.Every black car makes me fear it’s Jude or Brittany coming to eliminate me. Every time I s