Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
When I see my words getting through to him, I say, “I have to thank you for one thing.” I switch off the saw and grin at him before I lean down close and whisper, “I’m going to take Ciara’s virginity. Her innocence will belong to me.”
Straightening up, I give him another smile. “I have to go now. Ciara’s waiting for me.” I glance up and down his body and notice he’s pissed himself. “Try to get some sleep. You’re going to need it.”
I hand the saw to Pedro, and heading to the stairs, I leave the cellar. When I get back to the house, I quickly shower and change into clean clothes before I walk to the clinic.
Rushing into the waiting room, I’m just in time to hear Ciara sniffle and say, “Thank you so much. Is it really okay for you to see me twice a week?”
“Yes. Eventually you’ll only need to see me once a week.”
The women appear from the hallway, Dr. Alvarado rubbing Ciara’s back.
Seeing me, the doctor says, “I told Ciara to have a peaceful night. She needs to rest after the session.”
I nod, reaching for Ciara. She presses close to my side as I wrap my arm around her shoulders.
“I’ll make sure she rests,” I assure the doctor before leaving with my woman. Before we head up the road, I bend slightly and scoop her bridal style into my arms.
“I can walk,” she argues while wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Nope. Doc said you need to rest,” I mutter before shooting her a grin. “How did the session go?”
She presses her face into my neck, and when her breath ghosts over my skin, I break out in goosebumps from how good it feels.
“I think it went okay. We talked about the day he took me.”
“Yeah?” I don’t want to push her, but I hope she’ll open up to me.
“Dr. Alvarado said it’s okay for me to be angry because…” another breath hits my neck, “because no one looked for me.”
I looked for her, just in all the wrong fucking places.
“She’s right,” I say.
Ciara left all her belongings behind. No one bothered to check if she even packed a bag.
When I spoke with her uncle yesterday, he said he just had the house cleared out. Everything Ciara owned was either sold or discarded.
We won’t know the state of her bank account until she logs in to it. That’s if she even remembers her login information.
“It’s no one's fault that he took me. I’m the one who left the house with him.”
I glance down at her. “Can I ask why?”
“He had a gun, and he said he’d kill Grace and me.” She’s quiet for a moment, then adds, “I didn’t want him to hurt Grace. She’s always protected me and was busy fighting Dominik and my father in the office. The next day, she was forced to marry Dominik and Dad was killed.” She shakes her head. “There’s only one person to be angry at. Nolan.”
“If it’s any consolation, he’s in a fuck-ton of pain right now,” I grumble as I carry her into the villa.
I head straight for the veranda and take a seat on my favorite chair with Ciara on my lap.
She moves her hands to my shoulders, and sitting upright, her ass brushes against my cock. She’s wearing cotton pants, her style similar to mine, as if she’s trying to match me. With the thin fabric between us, she has to feel how hard I’m getting beneath her.
Not wanting to upset her, I nudge at her lower back. “You should move, mi sol. That’s something I have zero control over with your sexy ass on my lap.”
Instead of standing up, she surprises me by straddling me, her shins tucked in on either side of me. She lowers her ass to my thighs, then bites her bottom lip, her eyes darting to mine.
I lift my hand and brush my fingers along the curve of her jaw. “Talk to me. Tell me what you want.”
Ciara takes a deep breath, then she scoots closer and wraps her arms around my neck again. Her eyes lower to my mouth as she whispers, “I want to kiss you.”
“I’m all yours, mi vida,” I chuckle. “You can do whatever you want to me whenever you want.”
Her lips curve up in a beautiful smile before she gives me a tender kiss that has my heart constricting.
Chapter 26
CIARA
I keep pressing soft kisses to Santiago’s mouth, wanting to show him what he means to me.
He anchors me and keeps my trauma at bay. He sees the real me, beneath the layers of scars, making me feel like I’m the only thing that matters to him.
I bring my hands to his jaw, and tilting my head, I trail my tongue over his bottom lip with the same tenderness he’s shown since the day I woke up in the hospital room.