Four or Dead by G O A

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Reyes sniffs it. "And tomorrow, I will be in her ass while Stefan is fucking her pretty mouth."

They talk about me like I am nothing more than a sex slave they can use whenever they feel like it. If they think I am going to shut up just because they are keeping me safe, they are wrong

"T am right here," I huff, annoyed

Alekos smirked. "And in a minute or two, you will be in my bed."

Alekos's room is different from that of Reyes. It is not only bigger than that of Reyes, but it also has personality. White and black photos of women's legs wearing high heels hang on the walls. Across from the king-size bed is an electric fireplace. Two armchairs are in front of it

Airplane models and books sit on the shelves of an oak bookcase

Alekos goes over to the armchairs, takes his phone out of his pocket, sits, and starts typing

"Do you want me to take a shower first?" I ask awkwardly because I don't know what I am supposed to do

Alekos is not only silent, but he doesn't even bother to look at me

Minutes pass, and I am still next to the bed waiting for Alekos to say something, but he keeps ignoring me

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"Suck your cock then?" I mutter. Alekos keeps typing

Maybe he changed his mind about fucking me? Whatever

Not that I mind. I am sure Reyes would be more than happy to let me sleep in his bed

I study the black and white pictures

Mr. Raptou has a shoe fetish. Or maybe he likes high heels

I go to the bookcase and run my fingers across book spines. Reading is something I enjoy a lot, but not when I am so tired

his phone, and I lie on the bed. My eyes close almost

drifting to sleep when Alekos suddenly talks.

him

going to take a shower. When I return to the room, I expect to find you on your

obsession with women being on their knees. A very

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him think I want to stay. I am supposed to

Tomorrow

go

I will be a dick, just like he

to the bathroom. Moments later, I hear the

of being alone, I go over to his walk-in closet and grab

is not always the same, but I often dream of my mother's death. Even now, I can still hear the screech of tires on the wet asphalt. It wasn't raining that night. Or at least I don't remember that it rained. But I do remember the pain in my right elbow as I hit it on the window when the car flipped. My mom was screaming, and so was I. And then a deafening sound that always wakes me up. Not screaming, as many do when having a bad dream. I used to scream and cry

is standing next to the bed, a towel around his waist. "What the fuck did I tell you to

the duvet and sit on the

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wearing clothes?" he snaps

naked. And keep your

are sleeping. We should do the

duvet. I doubt I will fall back asleep, not after dreaming about the death

ten seconds to get your ass out of bed and kneel

is he so

be on her knees every time you command, you

hand covers my mouth the moment I realize what I just said. It is not Giselle's fault that she has to serve

in his neck bulging. I have seen him angry

But of all the women in this city, I chose you. You promised to obey, but all you do is fight me every damn second. If you don't want to be my woman, get

anger, his tone is

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here, am

"Five seconds," Alekos says

Damn him!