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

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

to sleep when Alekos suddenly talks. "Did I say you

him

the room, I expect to find you on your knees next

an obsession with women being on their knees. A

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am supposed to make him think I want to stay. I am supposed to

Tomorrow

will go back to my

tonight, I will be a dick, just like he

the bathroom. Moments

alone, I go over to his walk-in closet and grab one of his shirts before returning to

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 for the first few

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

push away the duvet and sit on

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you wearing clothes?"

don't like sleeping naked. And keep your

are sleeping. We should

myself with the duvet. I doubt I will fall back asleep, not after

"You have ten seconds to get your ass out of bed and kneel by

he so

whore willing to be on her knees

is not Giselle's

rage, the veins in his neck bulging. I have seen

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 your sorry ass out of

his tone

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am here, am

"Five seconds," Alekos says

Damn him!