Shadows In Durango

Chapter 108

*****Sofia's POV*****

"Are you still a virgin Sofia?" He asks, as my heart sinks.

My stomach lurches, the sudden question hanging in the air like a dark overpowering cloud.

The words hit me harder than I had ever expected, leaving me breathless, trapped between the crushing weight of fear and the sickening truth of just how far Ashton was willing to push this.

His eyes gleam with something dark, something predatory, and I want nothing more than to retreat into myself, to escape the situation, but I can't.

I have literally nowhere to run or to hide...

My hand tightens around the water bottle, the plastic creaking under my grip as I try to hold it together, to keep the panic at bay. I force my breath to remain steady, but inside, I'm unraveling quicker than I can even comprehend.

I know the question isn't just a question. It's a test, a way for him to see if he can break me, if he can control me any further. He wants to see how I react, whether I'll flinch or crumble or whether I'll just give in. But I won't give him that satisfaction.

I can't.

I look at him, my heart hammering in my chest, trying to project that I was calm, trying to keep the mask in place.

"That's really none of your business Ashton, come on now..." I reply, my voice shaking despite my best effort to sound firm. It's a weak answer, but it's the only defense I have.

His smile widens, but there's no warmth in it. It's a cold, calculated expression, one that only makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up even more.

"Oh, I think it is though, Sofia. I think I have a right to know if my girlfriend has wasted herself on another man..." He states, before his smile quickly falls and he looks straight through me.

shudder, hearing him refer to me as his

to it with Vincent... he was the only guy in my life that I felt it would have happened with eventually... since I felt safe with him, unlike how I had ever felt around Ashton. "We aren't together though Ashton... we haven't been for a long time now. Isn't this the whole point of

would attempt and that

to care about you... but you can't run from me anymore. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I actually think you love the idea of being chased and sought after...

saying? He sounded

try to suppress the urge to curl into

fighting the tremor in

a taut wire, and every second

the bile rising at the back of my throat as his words echo around in my mind. But no matter how much I

at least

say, my voice firmer now, though it's a struggle to keep it steady. "You can't force me

He doesn't even flinch.

have a choice in the matter because I just love to win. It might be forced in the beginning, but soon enough, you'll love me. I'll keep you down here until you worship me. As long as it takes!" He states, before moving to take a firm hold of my wrist as I

he

as he pulls me up to stand beside

Stop this!" I argue, before he begins to tug me back towards the bedroom, sending my

swallow hard, forcing myself to keep from crying as he shoves me towards the bed. "I'll never let you break me, Ashton. No

things this far, but it seemed that I

pull my knees up to my chest on the bed, as he

and clean yourself up, there's shit in the bathroom already. You're filthy and your face is horrific to look at. I'll be back down for you later and you don't want to piss me off more than

this all part of his game? Tormenting me

moment of silence as he walks off, before I hear him climbing the steps,

you're not reading this book on nel5s.org, you might be

I drop my guard and break down in deep sobs, choking as I fall in to a fully blown panic attack as everything seems to crash

silence after