Okay, another shout-out to Rosiielove. Thank love for the gift.
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"It’s the least I can do for you, considering your predicament. With my brother, you’ll never know what it means to be with a real man. Only I can give you that."
Never know what it means?
Penny wanted to laugh.
Wasn’t it all just touches and kisses?
Well, she had experienced almost everything on the first night she had stayed with Osvaldo. He had kissed her better than Chris had ever. So what the hell was this moron talking about?
"I’m willing to give you everything you fantasized about, Penny," Chris said, his voice low and slimy. "But only if you obey. You’ll be my dirty little secret. The sin I can never show the world." His hand shot forward, gripping her throat as he leaned in, eyes dark with twisted desire as he stared at her delicate lips.
Penny’s blood roared in her ears. Her entire body screamed in protest.
With every ounce of strength left in her, she shoved him back, stumbling but unafraid. "Don’t you dare touch me again," she rasped, her voice cracked and raw from earlier.
"I’m fat, remember? You said it yourself, that I disgust you. That I’m ugly. A pig." Her voice trembled, not from weakness, but fury.
Those were the exact words she said to him. So why the hell was he telling her these things?
Why was he forcing himself on her?
Chris scoffed, stepping forward again like a snake slithering back to its prey. "Don’t pretend you don’t want me, Penelope. We both know you’ve begged for it before."
And then, he grabbed her again, tighter this time, and crashed his lips onto hers. Penny struggled against him, but he just kept forcing himself further into her mouth.
Penny him hard.
"AHH! You fat bitch!" Chris roared, reeling back as blood dripped from his lip.
"How dare you touch me?" she hissed back, her hands going to her throat which still hurt.
Chris wiped his mouth, rage boiling in his eyes. "What are you going to do about it? Tell anyone and you’ll be kicked out of here by the Adkins Lawyers. Did you forget you’re not to be with any man when married to my brother?" He smiled like a menace.
Her rejection meant nothing because he could have her as much as he wanted and no one would say a word about it.
"I’m the only one who can help a fat shapeless pig like you Penelope. You should be grateful I have my eyes on you." Chris hissed.
Before Penny could respond, the door opened.
"Master Chris, here they are," Barnaby said, stepping into the room. Behind him were a few maids, those same ones who had laughed when Osvaldo humiliated Abby and May.
Penny’s eyes narrowed. She could feel something was wrong.
Barnaby glanced between Penny and Chris. His gaze settled on his so-called master.
"What do you want with them?" Penny asked.
"No one is starving in this house, not today, not ever," Penny said, her eyes like sharpened blades.
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