Zero and Beauty's Breath (A Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Series Book 3 - 4)

Chapter 4 (Beggar)

Our child that I keep telling him didn't survive, a truth, a lie.

It wasn't that way initially. First he tried charm, and I admit that I considered falling for it and giving in.

But my survival instincts wouldn't let me be so stupid to think he of all people had an ounce of empathy in his body.

It didn't take him long to get fed up with my bullshit, because that is exactly what it was 'bullshit'.

I took pride a few weeks after, in stabbing him in his sleep with a nail file he so eagerly handed me to clean my nails with.

That led to me finally getting collard.

After that it was a few attempts here and there in the past months that eventually got me from living in a fully furnished room with a warm bed, sleeping next to my monster, to an empty room, naked and cold just like a stray dog.

Lucca insists every night, it is my fault.

He has convinced himself that he is teaching me a lesson and eventually one day I would smile and look back on this time as a small wrinkle in our story.

That just tells me how fucked up he is, because I rather live in an empty room, sleeping on a cold floor.

Not only am I away from him for those hours but it reminds me everyday of why I keep my silence.

It reminds me that I need to live to finish what I have started.

An unfamiliar comfort is a worse torture than the familiar struggle I face.

“Amariya, vieni, e ora di andare a casa,” Amariya, come, it is time to go home.

I should argue with my husband, that is what normal married people do, but I don't.

Our marriage is not normal.

Lucca Sanati is the sworn enemy of the blood that runs through my veins.

It is why he turned around and showed me who he really was all those years ago while he pretended to love me.

I once hated my family, the blood that was my own for this very reason.

Now I am glad for it, because I see him, I don't see the potential of what he could be.

I should make a scene now, it is what a kidnapped woman would do. But I am not kidnapped, I am a prisoner, a willing one.

This is my life.

I had years running from this man, and months loving him.

I know Lucca.

I can do is bide

dead except three. He hunts them down, a way to try and redeem himself for leaving me naked in a ditch,

man has honor, his

doesn't realize, he is

rape it is

claiming I was his, and I lived with it because I never had anyone show

my

was and he still made me love him, showing me a side to him that he knew a homeless beggar like myself wouldn't even

Someone who cared.

in his bed where he showed me gentle. My mind believed he was my savior, and my body believed he was my owner.

Only he wasn't.

rapist, my tormentor, and

even knowing all that, I still

so, he spat on me, and

FILTHY DIRTY BEGGAR

a pit where he left

for the occasional knuckles on my cheek, which is still

touch, not wanting

so

stay away from me, I see it as a

that 'skin privileges' as he calls it will be shared as soon as 'the biker'

He means Zero.

his reason is all bullshit and that there is more to his

that reason loses

get up and go toward him, drop my eyes as he would want, and wait for the other six guards that are supposed

saw them long before I sat down on this cemented seat watching

il mio sudicio mendican'te, soon I will have you screaming,”

now my

the idea of normalcy I once got to have

the Royals Royce Lucca always goes on about is silent as the

my prison which

bright yellow monstrosity of a house is almost as grand as the white house I'd managed to see from the road a

as fake and misleading as its

electric gates open up as the four guards stationed to the front walk to the side allowing us

guns make me sick to my stomach. They remind me of the man

and my own

opens

the double white doors as the housekeeper, Magdelaine opens them. She is a thirty-five-year-old woman. Married to one

lucky to be in this house and not raped or harmed

collar before

doesn't like anyone

she first did it. It was a reminder that nobody in the outfit is safe. Not even a fucking

her eyes and

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