I now understood the saying dying of heartbreak. I was dying, my soul battered by the shock of the cruelty of someone I once loved.
Stars can’t shine without darkness.
I was her decimation. She is my salvation.
You are the lamb. I am the shepherd. I will control your every move. I will direct and govern you until you learn your place. And I will guide you along the path to your slaughter.
You have beautiful soft skin, Ava” he whispered, “and you smell delicious. I would love to taste you” he groaned softly as his fingers ventured a little higher.
Mae was easy prey for you, wasn’t she? Easy for you to control and destroy. Because let’s face it, Master. You destroyed her. Annihilated her until all that was left of her was dust that was carried away by your rancid soul.
I love this part of you. It makes my cock weep for you. It makes me want to bury myself so far inside you that your screams echo around my head for the rest of the month.
But, just as I was about to pass out, the brutality making me hyperventilate, things took a drastic turn.
I stared at her as she studied my jewellery with amazement. “Frankie, I’ve been nude for roughly four or five hours. Are you telling me you didn’t see my apa before now?
You all tried to save me,” he said quietly, his stare darkening on me. “But what none of you realised is that I didn’t want saving.
Life was cruel. But yet I had accepted its punishing taunts and that in itself had allowed me to gain the most treasured possession it could grant.
There’s no U-turn Isla, no crossroads. Your path led you to me. End of the road, sweetheart.
Why?” I whispered. “Why are you doing this?” A tight smile curved his thick lips. He clicked his tongue then winked. “Because I Can.