In fact, considering he’d spanked her hours before she was feeling better than ever. The fear she’d felt thinking about his needs was gone. Olivia had scared her by making her doubt herself.
“I wish I knew what was going on in Olivia’s mind to make her want to hurt us,” she said.
“Olivia was jealous because I never loved her the way I love you.”
“Because I’m a nobody.”
“Not at all. Olivia comes from a family who can’t begin to understand what real love means.”
“Her family isn’t like yours?”
“If you mean about the possessive element, then no.”
“Must be nice having a family,” she said before thinking.
“Didn’t you have a family? I know you talked about your mom, but you’ve never talked about anything else.”
She panicked. “Please don’t make me talk about it.”
“You’ve got a past, Violet. I’ve got a past. Everyone has a past.” She understood his reasoning. Getting frustrated, she stood and moved away from the bed.
“I know.”
“Talk to me,” he said.
“Why can’t you just let it go? I’ve given you everything else. Why do you want more from me?” she asked. What good would it do telling him about her past?
“I want you, Violet. When are you going to realise that? Nothing else matters to me.”
“You wouldn’t say that if you knew.”
“Then tell me.” Cadeon waited for her to explain.
“I can’t.”
****
“Sir, we’ve found her.”
Dominic groaned as the woman at his feet swallowed his cum. He waited until the last moment of his release, and then he pushed her away from him. The woman ran for the door, lifting her dress up as she went. Ignoring her, he turned back to his men.
“What?”
“Violet Moore. We found her.”
One of his men, whose name he couldn’t recall, handed him a picture frame of a more up-to-date photo of the girl in question.
“She’s twenty-one.”
He didn’t care for her age. “Who’s the man in the photo with her?”
“Cadeon Ashwood. Playboy millionaire or something. I imagine he’s only playing with her while business is running slow.”
“So, she’s in America. It’s a good job we’re already here.” He lit his cigar and stared at the photo. The girl was chubby but with a face of an angel. She’d earn a pretty penny even without her virginity intact. She’d pay for making a fool out of him.
Chapter Twenty-One
Three days later
Since making the deal with Tate, Cadeon had no choice. In a matter of days the information on Violet would be with him, and they’d expect payment. He knew he should warn them about her condition, but he didn’t want to break her trust.
Cadeon knocked on the door of Rebecca Black. He needed to see her, but he’d put the thought to the back of his mind because he hated the deal he’d made. She’d been used enough in her life.
Tate and Kevin would look after her.
The door opened, and there she stood with darkness surrounding her.
“Hi, Rebecca,” he said.
“Hello, Cadeon.”
She had large green eyes, which were so expressive of the pain of her past. He’d saved her, pulled her out of the worst relationship of her life only to keep her safe in her own kind of prison. What Cadeon hadn’t told Tate was about her condition, or fear, as others like to call it.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
“You may as well. I can’t come outside,” she said as a joke although he knew the hurt it brought her.
“You don’t have to be like that with me.”
She pulled away and flicked on a light as soon as he closed the door.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
“Better. I think I am. I can open the door and sometimes manage a step out of the door. That’s it at the moment. I’m working on improving that. My counsellor thinks it won’t be long until I can go outside again.”
Rebecca was suffering from agoraphobia. She was terrified of going outside. Cadeon was the only one who knew, and he didn’t know how Tate and Kevin would take the news. Ever since her abuse had become known to the men at Club Possession, Cadeon had been the one she trusted most. Tate and Kevin were too possessive of her.
He followed her through to the sitting room where she had a couch for them to talk. The moment he sat down, his mobile rang. Cursing, he pulled it out of his pocket to turn it off.
Stephen was calling him.
“Answer it. Don’t mind me. I’m going to go and make tea,” she said.
She left the room as he answered the call.
“Hello.”
“Could you come down to the club as soon as possible?” Stephen asked. No greeting, only instructions.
“Why?”
“We’ve got some news, and it’s better to do all this in person.”
“Okay. I’m meeting someone at the moment, and as soon as I’m done I’ll be on my way.”
The call cut off, and Rebecca walked into the room.
“How have you been?” she asked.
“I met someone. A woman. She’s young, and I think you’d like her.” With Rebecca, Cadeon had always been able to treat her like a sister. He didn’t see her as a sexual being. He cared for her, but he didn’t love her.
“Do I get more details?”
Cadeon smiled and was about to tell her all about Violet, when he stopped. All he was doing was postponing the inevitable. He took a deep breath. She deserved to know the truth.
“Actually, I’ve come about something much more important.” He sipped his tea and then turned to her, taking each of her hands in his. “It’s about Tate and Kevin.”
She pulled away, wrapping her arms around her body. “I don’t want to talk about this.”
“They’ve asked for you to give them some time.”
“Cadeon, I’m not ready. They’re going to want something from me, and I’m not going to be able to give it.”
“I made a deal with them that you’d at least see them. You’ve got to move on from this, Rebecca.”
“Move on? You don’t even know what he did to me. What happened isn’t something I can just walk away from. How could you agree to something and not involve me?” she asked. Tears were falling from her eyes.
“I care about you, honey. Doing this to yourself is not the answer.” Cadeon reached over and pulled her into his arms. Tate and Kevin would look after her. They would protect her. He had to believe they’d treat her better than her last protector. The scumbag could rot in jail for all he cared.