Covet Read Online Eve Vaughn

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 64851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
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I stood up then but he grabbed my arm. “You don’t get to walk away like his!”

“Leave me alone!” I yell at the top of my lungs making the entire coffee shop go silent. “I don’t love you anymore, and you just have to accept that.” Using all my strength I yanked my arm out of his hold. I couldn’t bear to look at the hurt on his face, and I especially didn’t want him to see me cry.”

Reliving that day weighed heavy on my spirit. I understood why Nick would be angry with me after I’d hurt him and what he believed I had done to Kenny, but this personal vendetta of his was slowly breaking me down, and this was day one.

I’m not sure how long I sat on the floor torturing myself with the memories of the past. There was no taking back the things I’d done, but if I had to be honest, I didn’t regret it. In my head I’d done what was necessary regardless of what Nick or his mother thought. I doubt he would believe that I’d married Kenny as much for his sake as I did his brother’s.

Darkness seeped into the room signaling nightfall, and though I hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast, I was too frightened and too tired to dare venture out of my room. Maybe in the morning Nick would have calmed down enough so that we could talk like rational adults. I undressed and headed to my bathroom and showered making the water as hot as I was able to stand. I stayed underneath the stinging spray until my skin puckered.

The bed was calling me, and all I wanted to do was sleep. Once I slipped under the covers I slowly drifted off.

Maybe it was a dream, but I could feel someone tugging at my arm followed by the sound of a decisive click. I stirred but couldn’t open my eyes. My other arm met the same fate, and I attempted to turn to my side but couldn’t. In fact, my arms were restrained, and I couldn’t break free. This didn’t feel like a dream at all.

I opened my eyes and immediately closed them against the light beaming down on me. I was certain I’d turned off my lamp before I got into bed. Slowly I raised my lids again to see that the lights were indeed on and I wasn’t alone.

I was certain that I locked the door, but it was missing. It had been taken off of its hinges. I attempted to sit up, and it finally dawned on me that my hands were tethered to the bed by handcuffs.

But the scariest part, standing over my bed like a silent predator, was Nick silently watching me, and he was holding a knife.

Chapter Eleven

Frankie

I closed my eyes and opened my eyes again to make sure I wasn’t in the middle of a fucked-up nightmare. I pulled at my restraints and sure enough, they were as real as my missing door. To say that I was scared was an understatement. If there was any water in my bladder, I was certain I’d pee myself.

Nick stood at the foot of the bed staring at me, holding that knife by his side. To be truthful, the knife didn’t scare me half as much as the blank stare on his face. Had he snapped? Was this my last night on Earth. So many questions ran through my head. When Nick had vowed to make me pay, I didn’t think he’d do it by murdering me.

I yank at the cuffs holding me hostage again. “Nick, this isn’t funny let me go.”

He didn’t respond. I hated when he did that because I wasn’t sure if he had actually absorbed my words, or he was just standing there to terrify. Either way it wasn’t cool. “Nick, stop this now. Let me go. If you’re upset because I left the house today, then I’m sorry. It won’t happen again, so could you please end this horrible prank and let me out of this?”

The harder I yanked the more the cuff rubbed roughly against my skin.

He continued to watch me, and I think for a moment I stopped breathing. Realizing it was useless to fight, I went limp as the terror continued to mount.

After what seemed like hours, although I’m sure it was just a few minutes, he yanked the covers that had now pooled at my waist off of me. Although I was in my usual sleep uniform, a tank top and a pair of boy shorts, I felt exposed under his heated gaze. If I didn’t know better, I thought I spied a spark of desire in his eyes, and that frightened me more than the possibility of being maimed.

His gaze lingered on my body falling on my breasts. To my utter embarrassment, my nipples pebbled. I bit my bottom lip and turned my head away so that I wouldn’t have to see his smug perusal of me.



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