You Are Mine, Little Sister novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43

His voice carved fear deeper into me, and through the blur of tears, I searched his unforgiving eyes for a sliver of compassion.

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He finally released my scalp with one last painful tug before shoving me down. I hit the ground hard, and when I looked up, his eyes burned into me like I was something he meant to crush.

“You finally met the Torturer. Now, we’ll be going deep into my world.”

“I’m sorry,” I whimpered, still on the floor, my body a shuddering wreck.

He looked at me without even a zilch of sympathy. Right there, I could see why he named himself Void. I didn’t think he was truly capable of emotions in that moment.

Reaching his hand into his back pocket, he pulled out a gun. I gasped as I jerked back, dragging myself across the floor on my butt. I could swear I saw my life flash before me when he cocked the gun.

“Let me tell you how this will go, Rali. You’re going to get on your feet, walk out that backdoor with me, and into my car. If I have to repeat myself, even once, I’ll shoot you in the right knee. Then the left. Then your feet, and your hands. You don’t want to find out how slow and merciless that pain can be.”

Then, he pulled the trigger.

A scream tore from my throat, mingling with the shatter of glass.

He shot me! He killed me!

I waited for the life to drain out of me, but it never did.

Trembling, I opened my eyes and saw the bullet had ripped through the table, destroying the glass of water that had sat inches from where I’d been.

I also noticed the sound of the gun had been too muffled. Did it have a silencer?

God, he could easily kill me and none of the people out there would hear. My friends…they wouldn’t be able to help me.

The tears kept falling like my fear had melted into saltwater. I didn’t know my body could hold this much grief.

And the monster–he watched me with dead stillness, the kind that makes you wonder if you’re looking at a man or something far worse.

“The next bullet goes to your knee.” His finger curled around the trigger.

I knew he wasn’t bluffing. He could really do it without batting an eye.

I forced my legs under me, dragging my weight up inch by painful inch. I grabbed my phone from the floor, my bag from the table and walked forward while trying to keep some distance between us.

He followed behind with the gun still pointed at me. How I managed not to stumble was beyond me. My eyes were waterfalls, and every step felt like I was walking blindfolded through a nightmare.

I went through the backdoor like he requested, and it frightened me when I couldn’t find any of the staff. No one was going to save me from him.

No one had ever been safe from him. How did I think someone like me would ever be?

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A blood–red car was waiting outside. I didn’t wait for him to tell me. I opened the door with fingers I didn’t feel and slid into

the seat.

I cried more as I watched him walk around to settle in the driver’s seat.

What was he going to do to me?

“I’m so sorry,” I whispered through the tears as he started the car. “Please, I had no idea.”

He let out a low scoff as he tilted his head to look at me. “If you knew how worthless your pleas were, you’d save them.”

He hit the road.

We drove for what felt like a lifetime, swallowed whole by the woods with trees that thickened like a noose around the road.

When we finally arrived, it wasn’t a home or hideout. It was a two storey building. Only this looked old and abandoned, and scary. I instantly knew I didn’t want to be here.

The monster came out of the car, stalked around to my own side and opened the door for me.

“Get out, Rali.”

My fingers curled around my waist like I could somehow shield myself with my own arms. I dragged my body out of the car, leaving my bag and phone behind.

My feet stayed planted by the car, though, refusing to obey any further.

“How is it possible?” I asked in a whisper so frail, it could’ve been swallowed by the wind. My wet eyes stayed glued to the space beneath my feet. “How are you…him?”

The name I couldn’t say was the only thing ringing in my head: Void.

He was still holding the door open, and I saw his fingers clench it like he meant to crush it into splinters. “You never asked for my name or anything about me. That is why you didn’t know.”

I looked up and his eyes met mine with the warmth of a grave. There was no pity in them.

God, this was real. I was the unfortunate one, and deep down, I knew I was never going to escape him unless he killed me.

Fresh tears leaked out of my eyes as I looked past his shoulder, at the house behind him. “What’re you going to do to me?”

“I already told you. You’ve finally met me, and now, I’m going to introduce you to my world.”

He pried the door wider. “Move, Rali. If I have to touch my gun, I promise you, your foot will never forgive you.”

I shuddered as I pushed myself away from the car where I’d leaned for refuge.

“Are you going to kill me?” I looked up at him with pleading, tear–filled eyes. Learning the truth that he was Void split open a darker fear I didn’t know I had the capacity for.

He glared down at me. “If I wanted you dead, Rali, you’d have been bones in a bag by now.”

That was supposed to be comforting, but it wasn’t. Not even close. If death wasn’t his plan, then something worse was.

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Each step I took toward the house made my skin itch. God, it felt haunted. And oddly familiar too.

1 gasped, recalling the day he’d killed Adam and his men. Was it possible this was the house I’d been brought to? He’d brought me to his Torture House!?

“Take off your shoes,” he ordered, when we reached the threshold.

I furrowed my brows but did as he ordered.

Walking past the door, I froze. The place was too dark.

“I–I can’t see a thing.”

Something cold kissed my spine. Took me two seconds to realize it was a knife.

“Explains why it’s my world, not yours, Rali.” He