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

certainly came close 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

he would attempt

I'm wrong, but I actually think you love the idea of being chased and sought after... but I've eventually caught you now Sofia, so does that mean you're mine to

he saying? He sounded

closing in on me and I try to suppress the urge to curl into myself, to escape into my mind and away from

trained on his, fighting the tremor in my hands as he

a taut wire, and every second feels like a

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

at least I

my voice firmer now, though it's a struggle to keep it steady. "You can't force me into anything. I won't let you." I stumble out, referring to

He doesn't even flinch.

his face only deepens, as if he's enjoying the struggle between us both. "Oh, Sofia, you don't have a choice in the matter because I just love to win. It might be forced in the beginning,

is he doing

the struggle but it's no use against his strength, as he pulls me up to stand beside him - knocking the remains of the

you doing?! Stop this!" I argue, before he begins to tug me back towards the bedroom, sending my heart rate in to

break me,

this far, but it seemed

chest on the bed, as he remains stood

later and you don't want to piss me off more than you already have..." he states, shocking me as he does a complete one-eighty and leaves me there -

all part of his game? Tormenting

before I hear him climbing the steps, jingling his keys

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I fall in to a fully blown panic

the silence after