Drawn to You (Lover to Stepbrother)(64)



“You made sure I was running late that day with the meeting,” she tells me.

“Like I said, I was helping you, even if you didn’t realize it. I had to show my uncle that other labels wanted you before he snatched you up.” She shakes her head.

“Why are you showing yourself now?” I stand up and start pacing.

“Because of Colin.” I spit out his name. “He had to try and weasel himself back into your life. Tell you everything you want to hear. He said all this to you once before. He said he would be there for you, but he wasn’t. He had his chance and he blew it.” I walk back to her, cupping her face.

“I wanted to show my love to you, I gave you love letters, flowers. Everything you wanted, I made your dreams a reality.” I lean forward, about to press my lips against hers when I hear the front door bang open. She is about to open her mouth but I place the gag, stopping her from saying a word.

I stand behind her door, her body going rigid, I glare at her and she stops, more tears flowing from her cheeks. I hear footsteps run up the stairs and I hold my breath as the door opens. I watch Colin walk in, looking at Sasha, but before he has a chance to take another step, I grab a statue head that I took from the living room, hitting him across the head, causing him to collapse to the floor. Sasha cries against the gag.

“Don’t worry, he will soon be out of our lives.”





Sasha


I look at Colin on the floor and I feel like I’m about to throw up. I see blood on the back of his head and I start thrashing on the bed but it’s no use, the ties are digging into my skin as I sob out.

“Don’t cry, it’s going to be okay.” Danny comes to my side, all I want to do is hurt him. He pulls the gag from my mouth so it’s now against my neck. I need him to free my ties, but don’t know how. I look back to Colin and he isn’t moving. Please be okay. “Stop looking at him.” He grabs my face, his fingers hurting my cheeks.

“You need to help him. He’s supposed to be your friend,” I beg him.

“Friends.” He laughs. “In high school, no one is really friends. I was in his group and that’s it. He thought he was the king of the place. A God. Well, look at him now.” He laughs.

“Please just stop this. If you let me go and let me get some help, we can move on. I won’t tell anyone what happened. We can be friends…” He pulls my hair back.

“If you give me that friends speech, I swear…” He growls at me. “We are more than friends. MORE!” he shouts, making me flinch.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, and his face softens, before letting my hair go. “You're scaring me, though,” I say shakily. He strokes my cheek to my jaw, his hand gliding down my neck. I feel my whole body tense up.

“I don’t want to scare you. I want you to see how much I care.” His hand reaches the top of my chest. “You are mine, Sasha.” His hand goes to my breasts and I whimper. I look to Colin but he still hasn’t moved, I feel my heart start to break.

Please wake up.

Please.

His body presses against mine as he cups my breast. I feel his erection press against my side. “You have no idea how long I have waited to really touch you.” He uses his finger to start circling my covered nipple. “In your sleep, you seem to like my touch.” I feel bile start to rise up my throat. “You sleep so peacefully.” He kneels up, then straddles me.

“Danny, please,” I beg him.

“I love hearing you say my name. Begging me. I am going to give us what we both want.” His hands glide down my stomach, lifting up my top, exposing my breasts. A flood of tears escapes me.

His mouth goes to one of my nipples as he starts sucking hard and I feel my whole body shaking. This can’t be happening to me. I need to think. It is really hard to do so when I am so close to being raped.

I feel my body start to shut off, and I know soon my mind will as well. To block what is about to happen. I pull the ties again, but nothing. I feel his lips on my stomach and when he gets to my skirt, I start to sob. His hand glides up my thighs, pulling my skirt up. His nose presses against my core, inhaling me.

“You smell better than I could ever imagine.” I feel his tongue over my underwear and I start thrashing around, trying to keep him off me, but he pins me down. “You’ll feel differently after we make love. You will soon feel how I feel.” How can he think like this?

“Danny, please don’t,” I cry out.

“Just give in, we both have waited a long time for this. Just give in,” he tries to lull me. My whole body won’t stop shaking, my wrists are in pain as I try with all my might to be set free. He’s going to rape me.

“No,” I scream at him and he sits up glaring at me. “Let me go.” I sob out to him. “This isn’t love. If you loved me, you wouldn’t be doing this.” His face comes close to mine.

“I am doing this because I do love you.” He sits up and starts to undo his buckle. I start thrashing harder and I feel the ties start to loosen up so I use all my energy to pull. When one of my hands slip through the tie, I release the other and with all my might, I hit him hard across the head, making him fall off of me to the ground. Hearing him groan, I quickly undo my ankles. I try to stand but my legs feel like jelly and I fall to the ground, his hands grabbing my ankles.

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