Chapter 75 Horrible stepbrother jeff nodded, then left. Charles didnât say a word, just opened another beer, sat next to me, and turned the TV on. I looked around, trying to escape. Usually, he slept in after a few beers. I only hoped that heâd do the same, and heâd fall asleep before Jeff was back. I needed to disappear before he was back He watched football while I laid my head on the back of the sofa and cried quietly, I couldnât stop thinking about how much I regretted leaving Gideon. We might have talked the next day and he might have forgiven me for being stupid.
Am I going to see him again? What will happen to me? Will Jeff rape me? Will someone harm me or force me into prostitution, or will they kill me? I felt like these questions in my head were going to make me mad.
âStop crying, for fuckâs sake, You annoy me, Alice.â He shouted at me suddenly.
âYou canât do this to me.â I sobbed.
âI can, and I will. I lost eighteen years of my life because of you, so you own me a lot.â
âWhy didnât you just leave if you hated to live with us?
He laughed, then shook his head.
*You are a clueless little thing, arenât you?â
âWhat have you done to my mum?â
âThat fucking bitch deserved what sheâs got from me.â
I looked at him. How he called my mother angered me, like I could kill him, but I knew I wasnât in that position.
âWhat have you done to her?â I asked him again, but I didnât know if I wanted to hear the answer, really.
âYou donât want to know that. The point is, I didnât need her any longer.â
He drank a sip of his beer.
âAt least something that Riccardo can be grateful for me.â
I frowned.
âAnd now just shut upâ
He drank all the remaining beer, then after a loud burp he looked at me with an evil smile.
âYou should get yourself ready. Jeff is back shortly. He watched many videos of you, and he was waiting to fuck you since. You might donât know, but he is my son, so you can be nice with your stepbrother.â
I only looked at him in disbelief.
âHold him back from touching me if you want him to stay alive.
He laughed.
âIf you mean Gideon, I think you are so wrong. He care which hole he fucks Hell find another one in no time. I know well who I sold you to.â
His words made my tears fall again.
âHe loves me, heâll come for me, and heâll kill you and your bastard,â
He laughed harder, âYou are so naive, Alice.â
Chapter 15 Homble stepbrother He shook his head, and he took another can of beer from the floor next to the sofa, and continued drinking.
I didnât move. I stood there motionless, hoping Gideon loved me, and came after me.
About an hour passed, and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I heard the door opening. Jeff stepped in with a board smile, with a bag in his hand âCharles, I got some food.â
He passed the cigarettes to Charles, who opened the box and lit one, making me cough.
âNow then, can I have some privacy with her?â
Charles sighed with a smile and shook his head. He stood up, got a few cans of beer, and strolled towards the door.
âNo marks or bruises. The Devilles wonât like that and donât drag it too long. Iâll be back in an hour.â
Jeff nodded and motioned for Charles to leave. Charles closed the door behind him, and I had a grip on the sofa. I desperately tried to find something that I could use to knock him out, but I couldnât find anything, He smiled at me and walked closer.
âDonât touch me.â I yelled, but that just made him laugh.
âAlice, we can make it easy, but if I have to force you, that just turns me on more.â
Gideon loves me, heâll come after me, and youâll regret that you were born.â
âJeff, donât do this to me. Please, Gide âNah... They wonât find us here.â
He grabbed me by my wrists and pulled me after him. I tried to resist. I sat on the floor, but he pulled me by force. His grip around my wrist was strong, so I couldnât free myself. Finally, we ended up in a small room with a dirty bed in it.
He lifted me up, and I started yelling, when I saw ropes in his hand. He tied one of my hands to the headboard. I hit and kicked him many times, but it seemed like he didnât feel pain.
When he was done with one, he tied my other hand too. I couldnât get free. I tried to kick him, but he had enough. He sighed and took another roll of ropes. He moved to the end of the bed, and tied my legs to it too.
âI told you, Alice. If this is better for you, then here we go.â
When he opened my shirt, I started crying. He caressed my breasts through the bra, and he pulled one side down to make one free, He kneeled up on the bed next to me and undid his trouser. He took it out of his boxer. I felt like I was going to throw up. He jerked it in a slow rhythm, squeezing and pulling my nipple using his fingers.
I sobbed while I felt like my life was over. I yelled for help desperately, but that just seemed like making him more eager. Letting himself go, he slipped his hand into my trouser, and rubbed me hardly between my legs through my panties.
âCome on Allice. Try to enjoy it at least a little. I wonât use gel on you, it makes me itch. If you wonât be wet soon, Iâm going to do that d dry.â
âHelp!â I yelled as loud as I could when someone unexpectedly kicked the door open, causing it to slam loudly against the wall, followed by a shot.
Jeff fell on the floor, Foaring in pain. The bullet ended in his tight, and his wound bled badly. My whole body was shaking as I looked toward the door. Two women in black stepped in. They pointed their guns at leff. One of them came to me and cut the ropes down, then she covered me with a quilt.
When I was fully covered, two guys stepped in. One of them I never saw, but the other was familiar. I could scream when I remembered where I saw him. He was Carlo. The Italian donâs leader guy. I yelled again, out of my mind, and probably my nerves gave up completely, because an unknown power made my eyelids close. Everything went quiet and dark.