44. Chapter 44
Chapter 44
-Annabella-
I had had quite a few glasses of wine, and it needed an outlet as well. I went to the bathroom further away from the party, not wanting to run into other people.
But when I came out, ready to face the humiliation, I was stopped by a group of men, with Zac standing in the front, smiling. I tried to walk by them, but he stepped to the side, blocking my path.
“What are you doing?” I asked. “Let me pass.”
“You have changed,” he remarked.
“Yeah, I have,” I confirmed.
“You’re a lot more mouthy.”
“I just got tired of being stepped on,” I told him, trying to pass him again, but he wouldn’t let me.
“I don’t know what it is, but I like it,” he admitted.
“Yeah, well, now it’s too late, because I don’t like you,” I retorted.
“Come now, Anna,” he said, trying to touch me, but I pushed his hand away.
“Stop that!”
“I know you have wanted me for a long time,” he said. “I can make your dreams come true.”
“Yeah, is that why you brought a whole gang?” I snapped.
“Well, I’m guessing that with Kace and his appetite, you aren’t so innocent anymore, and others have been interested as well for a while. We all thought you were some innocent little mouse, but you’re dirty, aren’t you?” he taunted.
“You’re disgusting, and I'm leaving.” I tried to pass him again, but he blocked my way before they all came for me. They pushed me into a room and shut the door behind them.
“Stop this now!” I yelled, trying to move past Zac. But he pushed me back, so I ended up pressed to the back of a couch.
“I’m thinking I’m going to make your dreams come true first. Then I will let the others make their fantasies become real,” he taunted.
“Are you insane? Stop this now, Zac. You’re engaged to my sister!” I yelled.
“Yes, and she is so boring in bed. I think you have fire. I should have tested it out before we sent you to Kace,” he spat, grasping me.
“You’re awful.”
“Does he satisfy you?”
“Shut up! Let me go!” I shouted. I tried to get out of his grip, but it was too tight. Then my dress began giving in, ripping in the side.
“Stop!” I yelled, but he didn’t. He leaned down, kissing my neck and moving his hand underneath my short skirt. “Let go! Zac!”
I was getting desperate, and when his hand touched me on my most private part, I felt so disgusted. I shoved his hand away, but he turned me around, bending me over the back of the couch.
“You do have the most wonderful ass,” he said, grabbing it and pulling up my dress.
“Zac!”
“And who are you wearing these for?” he asked, pulling on my underwear to reveal me slowly. “I know you aren’t speaking to your husband.”
The tears had begun to stream, and I heard the chuckling around the room as they witnessed my humiliation. I pressed my eyes together, not believing he could go this far with me.
I felt like throwing up, and when I felt my underwear being pulled off roughly, I suppressed a whimper, knowing what was about to happen. I couldn’t believe this.
I tried to get away from it all mentally, not wanting to feel or think. Hearing the sound of his belt being opened and then feeling him tie my arms behind my back with it made me shiver in disgust.
“Please… stop…” I whispered.
But I knew he wouldn’t…
-Kace-
I felt like I had searched every room high and low, and I was about to leave, thinking Anna wasn’t even there, when I heard voices coming down from a hallway.
I walked around a corner but found no one. I looked around, thinking I must have misheard, when mumbling voices reached my ears along with shouting.
I moved closer, trying to figure out which room it all came from. I tried a few doors that opened into nothing before I finally arrived at the one where the mumbling voices originated from.
But it turned so quiet all of a sudden. I grabbed the handle, but the door was locked. I thought it wasn’t my business then, but just as I was about to walk away, I heard “help” being shouted.
I felt worry surge through me, and I knew I couldn’t walk away. I tried to force the door open, hammering my shoulder against it. The noise seemed to make people on the other side react, and I heard screeching echoing.
I learned that the door had been blocked, not locked. With one last shove, I was able to push the object away, and I stumbled inside, seeing the horrible scene in front of me.
My wife was bent over a couch, naked from the waist down, and her arms were tied. The room had been filled by a group of men, and behind her stood Zac with his pants a little down.
Hot, boiling rage took over, and I stormed over to him, grabbing him and knocking him down. He fell to the ground, and the others drew back. I grabbed him again, hammering my fist into his face a few times before standing up and looking at the bloody mess.
I wanted to do more, but Anna filled my thoughts. I turned to her, untying her and pulling down her dress to cover her. She cried and clung to me while I turned to the others in the room.
“You fucking tried to touch MY wife?” I yelled at them, and they all stumbled back a step. “You’re all going to regret this!”
They hurried from the room like cowards, and I would have run after them if my wife hadn’t almost been defiled in this room. I had to get her out of there, and so I led her away, leaving Zac bloody and passed out.
I led her outside and then to my car, where I got her inside and drove home with her. She didn’t even fight me on this. She was in too much shock. I got her back to the house, texting Cody about everything, hoping he might be able to handle the mess for me.
I helped Anna inside, bringing her to my room, where I got the shower running. I was about to walk away, giving her some privacy, when she grabbed my hand, wanting me inside the shower with her.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
She nodded, and we both got undressed. She clung to me and cried as we stood under the warm water, and all I could do was hold her and soothe her. I didn’t know how long we stood there, but it was a good while because I began finding it hard to breathe with all the steam.
I helped her clean up and got her dressed in a small robe before I put on a pair of pants. Then I got her into bed, tugging the sheets around her and reaching to stroke her cheek.
“I… can’t believe he would do that,” she whispered.
“Can I ask how far it went?” I inquired.
“Almost too far.”
“But not all the way?”
She shook her head, but the tears wouldn’t stop.
“Shit, Anna, I’m so sorry. I'm so sorry for everything. I know I lied to you. I know I deceived you. I just… I needed to make sure,” I confided.
“I’m really pissed at you,” she admitted.
“I know.”
“How am I supposed to trust you again?”
“I have no more secrets. I went to the party without the chair. Without a cane. I’m out walking again. The show has stopped. I know I lied to you. I know what I did was not right. I just… didn’t know what else to do. It’s not an excuse, but I had no better plan. I did fall for you, though. I fell for who you are!” I promised.
“But did I fall for you?” she challenged.
“You did,” I told her. “I’m not a different person.”
“You lied to me! Manipulated me! How can I love that person?”
“Then let me prove you can,” I told her.
“How?”
“Stay here. Stay with me again, be my wife, and I will show you who I am,” I vowed.
She looked at me suspiciously, but that was to be expected. I waited to see what decision she might make, but I didn’t think she wanted to leave right now. She nodded, and I smiled, glad she was staying.
“But I don’t trust you,” she stated.
“That’s okay. Your trust will come again,” I said.
I was about to get up so she could rest, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me down again.
“Can you hold me?” she asked.
“Yes, of course.”
I moved onto the bed with her and pulled the covers over us both. She moved closer to me, shaking like crazy, but I was glad she wanted me near. I held her close, and she slowly calmed down, falling asleep.