You Are Mine, Little Sister novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22

RALI

“Do I have to force you?”

“What are you going to do? Chain me to the chair and shove each spoon down my throat?”

“Worse. But those are among.”

ང་དྲན་ན་

A stupid treacherous tear slipped down my cheek. I huffed as I swiped it away and crossed my arms.

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The monster just sat there, watching me, those grey eyes boring holes into my soul with all the patience of a bomb waiting to explode. My body still hurt from the torture he’d inflicted the previous night. Maybe I wasn’t ready for more just yet.

So, with every ounce of reluctance I could pour into a gesture, I dragged the nearest chair back and dropped myself into it— far enough from him that I could pretend there was a boundary.

But I was wrong.

He exhaled a long heavy breath like I’d tested something inside him and then stood. My breath snagged in my throat as I watched him round the table toward me, and every instinct I had screamed run.

He moved with measured steps. Muscles taut beneath his black shirt. Rage simmering beneath a barely held calm. He reached me and without warning, fisted a hand in my hair. A strangled cry tumbled from my lips as my scalp burned. My hands flew to his wrist, trying to pry him off, but his grip was iron.

He yanked me up like I weighed nothing and dragged me–dragged–around the table to the seat next to his. Then shoved me down into it. Only then did he release me.

“Don’t fucking test my patience, Rali. When I tell you to kneel, you fucking kneel. When I tell you to crawl, you get on all fours. And when I tell you to get your ass next to mine, you fucking do so.”

I couldn’t help the shudder that ran through me as I held his frightening gaze.

He leaned forward, making his face only an inch from mine. “I’m not a very good man. Trust me, you don’t want to keep pissing me off.”

I was tempted to tell him to fuck off, but my throat seemed clogged. I think it had to do with the sob threatening to rise.

Blame it on my emotional self that tends to cry at every little thing. Why couldn’t I be stronger?

He watched me for a beat longer, then pulled away, turning back to his seat with muscles still strung tight.

The air around me felt suffocating. Even though he smelt like nothing bad, I still wanted to scream and run away from here.

I unconsciously toyed with the pendant of my necklace.

“Eat.” It was an order.

With slightly trembling hands, I took the cutleries and began eating.

This guy was truly delusional. He thought he could have a normal life like this? Have breakfast with a lady he was infatuated with like he didn’t just torture her the previous night? I couldn’t wait to get out of here so I could make him pay for everything.

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Despite the knot in my throat, I forced a spoonful into my mouth. I’d considered the possibility of the food being poisoned, but this guy had me in his bed all night. Surely, all he needed was a knife or a gun and I’d be dead. He wouldn’t need to waste any money on poison.

I chewed slowly, like my tongue was trying to reject the food out of sheer principle. But as the taste sank in, my jaw hesitated. Despite the bitterness that clung to my mouth and the boulder lodged in my throat, I couldn’t deny the truth. It tasted good.

Frustratingly, unforgivably good.

My brows furrowed before I even turned my head, and just as I feared, he was watching me, like he’d been waiting for my

reaction.

I frowned and looked away, mentally making the food the sourest thing I’d ever tasted.

“That good?” the pride behind his tone made my stomach churn.

Now, I wanted to spit it out. I couldn’t believe he was forcing me to eat his meal after abducting and torturing me.

Every time I blinked, all I could see were images of Adam and his men being killed. This monster had put their deaths on me. If it wasn’t for me, they’d still be alive. I can’t help but despise him each time I think of it.

“I’m glad you like it, Rali. Took me too much effort to make these.”

“I never said I liked it,” I grumped.

“You don’t need to say it when it’s obvious.”

I gritted my teeth, resisting the overwhelming urge to glare. I didn’t even want to see his face, let alone acknowledge his

smugness.

Maybe I could hide one of the cutleries and attack him with it. If I could run into some company outside, I could call the

and have this monster locked up.

cops

My grip tightened around my cutleries with each spoon I forced into my mouth.

It was disheartening to see him do this to me. I imagined us growing up as siblings rather than…this.

“How long have you been watching me?” I asked maliciously. Since I was stuck with him for now, I might as well get some of the answers that’s been bothering me.

“Since I met you at the foster home.” His answer came in an instant. “I only left ‘cause I had to take care of certain things. But I never left you, Rali. I watched when you played with your friends, hung out with Tasmin and Joe, went to the beach, celebrated your birthdays. I know every single detail about you. Sixteen years‘ worth.”

I stared down at the table, blinking fast as my vision blurred. The edges of the room swam for a second.

Thinking of all the times I thought I had privacy…

How could some creep have just been around, watching me without anyone noticing? How was it possible?

“All those years, you kept hurting those people. Scaring them away from me.” My eyes were fierce as I dragged them to meet his. “Did you ever consider how lonely I was? How terrible that made me feel?”

The expression in his eyes was the same. I wasn’t sure this guy was capable of feeling, because he mostly regarded my words like I said nothing. The only time I got to see a reaction from him was when I reminded him I wasn’t his.

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He tilted his head slightly, tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth as he gave a faint sigh. “It is quite disappointing. I thought you’d be happy I didn’t kill them.”

My lips parted in disbelief. He’d tortured and even scarred most of them! He thought that was better?

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“Although, I did kill a few,” he said offhandedly, arching a brow as if recalling a casual memory. “Like that one asshole that had been so desperate and tried to kiss you even before you agreed to a date with him. Judging by how desperate he looked, 1 figured he was the type who’d force himself on you during your first date. I couldn’t stomach just warning him. So, I killed him.”

That was Lucas. The monster killed him!?

My grip around the knife became impossibly tight. The metal bit into my palm as my knuckles turned white. He noticed but simply turned his face away, like I was too insignificant to be a threat.

“Why didn’t you just find someone else!” I shouted in frustration. “It’s been sixteen years, asshole! And there are over a billion ladies in the world. It never occurred to you to just pick one at random who would be stupid enough to actually fall you?”

“A billion ladies–true,” he nodded. “But have you seen anyone that looks like you, Rali? Speaks like you? Fucking smells like you?” His eyes burnt like twin coals. “Have you met you?”

A frustrated tear slipped, my teeth clamping down on my inner cheeks to stop myself from sobbing like a broken child.

The way he said it all with nonchalance, like I should be grateful for his obsession made me feel like I was truly trapped. And worse, that he believed I was already his.

No. I could never be trapped by someone like him.

I sucked in a ragged breath, wiped away the tear with the back of my hand, and resumed eating.

But how could he have been stalking me for sixteen years? It sounded like something a jobless person would do, and judging from the house we were in…it didn’t look like something an average person would have.

Earlier in the room upstairs, I’d spotted some cars through the window. It was beyond strange that someone like him would own this much wealth. Unless…they weren’t actually his. Perhaps, he killed the real owners and claimed the place.

“Who were the owners of this place?” I turned to him with renewed fear in my eyes.

He paused, fork in hand, giving me a look like I’d grown two heads..

“Have you been here before and found some other owners before now?” He cocked a brow.

I dropped my gaze but he didn’t speak further.

My mind was a chaotic storm, questions piling on top of fear.

“Will you let me go?” I asked in a quiet voice.

“Let you go from what exactly?”

I sighed in frustration. It was pointless. I should just stick to my plan and find a way to deal with the asshole legally.

“You remember what I said yesterday, don’t you?” He asked after a while. “The only reason you haven’t bled between your legs is because I’ve decided to respect your fantasies and make your first time unforgettable. But I can’t wait any further, Rali. So, now, you have to give me a date–when do you want to get fucked?”

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