Chapter 39
Riley
I wake to darkness. Everything is black, and my mouth is dry and taped shut. Where the fuck am I? I try to think back, to remember what happened. I do a mental inventory, feeling if my body has been hurt. My hands are tied behind my back and it feels like I’m lying on a bed. It smells musty or something. I try to pull my legs up and realize they’re tied to something. Oh my god I’ve been drugged and kidnapped I realize. That or I met someone last night with a sick sense of humor. I can remember bits and pieces of my night. Corrine had taken me to that club and we saw Xavier. Oh shit, and Sebastian. But then what happened? I remember Sebastian realizing who I was before he stormed off but I cannot recall what happened after.
I’m turning the pieces over in my mind when I hear a noise. There’s someone else in this room with me. Footsteps approach me now and I fight against the bind on my wrists. I try to scream but it’s muffled by the tape.
Suddenly I feel someone next to me, as if a dark energy had just appeared out of thin air. They must be leaning against the edge of the bed because it shakes under me. Then I hear the sound of someone sniffing me, a long sniff, like they’re trying to inhale the scent of my fear. They touch my hair, pushing it off my face, and I continue struggling. Trying to move the blindfold enough to see what’s behind. Then I feel a large hand on my stomach. It’s pressing down firmly and it’s hot. I still. Oh god no.
The hand slides around my stomach, dragging my dress up and down with it. I remember Sebastian’s comment “No panties.” I have nothing on under my dress and my kidnapper is now sliding my dress up and I’m helpless to do anything about it.
I pull my body away from the person, but the hand comes firmly to my stomach again. “Please” I try to say. “Please let me go.” But it of course doesn’t sound like that at all.
The hand trails down and pulls my dress up. With my legs tied in place I’m completely exposed, I can’t do anything. The hand dips between my thighs then, almost caressing them. I hold my breath. I have experienced rape before. I realize now that Nate has raped me throughout our marriage. There were times I said no, when I was completely dry, or asleep.. And he’d shoved himself in me. I had thought later that it was dismissable. We were, after all, married.
The hand slides along my opening, up and down once. Then it stops. My dress is pulled back down, and I feel the figure retreat.