Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Brooklyn

My heart is pounding out of my chest as I press the stop button on the remote as fast as I can.

I return my gaze to the doorway where Aden is standing, his, dark eyes boring into me.

Please, please, please. Goddess, let him not have seen me watching his sex tape.

"What are you doing in here?" he asks, furious.

"Um..." I swallow, terrified, hoping he doesn't pick up on the tremor in my voice. "Jayde brought me here. Said I could look through some..." My eyes dart around the room for an answer that is not porn. "Some family photo albums. And home videos."

He narrows his eyes, his gaze flicking to the pile of vintage Playboys on the floor.

"Family photo albums?"

I nod. He knows I'm lying, but I can't bring myself to admit the truth.

"She shouldn't have brought you down here," he says, moving aside so that I can leave the room. I

quickly get to my feet, flicking the power button on the remote so that the TV goes blank.

my might that Aden does not

as I head for the steps. "Don't come down here again. Do you understand?" Believe me, I won't, I think as I nod, then hurry up and out into the kitchen, heaving a sigh of relief. My knees are weak, and I

I can bury my nose into a very different kind of

hand slides over smooth

body looking for it. Then, slowly, I turn back towards the little door. I definitely

My phone must have fallen out in

have to go back. If my dad or Jolie ever called

to listen. I don't hear a sound. Tentatively, I put a foot on

down the stairs and through

and grab my phone, which is

out of the VCR and put it back in its case, which I slide back on the shelf. There, good. Now no one ever

pause, unable to stop the vision from washing over me. Aden, naked

No, Brooklyn. Stop it.

the room, quiet as

the hallway when I hear something

dead, terrified that

one comes

again to my left. A kind of snap, and then a muffled

the door from which the sound is coming. It's thick, made of iron, with no window. It has a bolt on the outside,

that

know it's a mistake. I know I

these things, though, I stare at the door. I'm consumed, something deep inside me

out a hand to grip the metal handle and then, my inner voice still

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