In Heat For My Stepbrother
Those memories were all that remained of my life, my heart.
I spotted the small bathroom window and my chest tightened. There was no escape. He had even trashed my clothes and had not left anything around for me to wear so that I could never escape.
“Time is up, Bella,” Edward’s voice boomed from the bedroom, dragging me back to reality.
I clenched my fists, wiping away the last of my tears. I stepped out of the shower, wrapping the towel tightly around me.
Edward chuckled at the sight of me.
“You don’t need that towel,” he murmured, eyes dark with hunger.