Possessive (SPARROW AND THE MAFIA KINGS #1) by Maggie Alabaster EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Maggie Alabaster
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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MINA
I snapped awake. Froze, eyes half open in the gloom.
Shoving ragged, matted hair off my face, I pushed myself to an
uncomfortable hunch. The rusty bars above me stopped me from sitting
fully upright.
I pulled my legs closer to my body. The movement rattled the chain
attached to the bars. Accustomed as I was to the strap chafing my ankle, I
barely winced.
My attention wasn’t on myself. It was on the barely visible outline of the
door.
Every muscle in my body tensed, waiting. A minute past, then several
more. Each punctuated by the dripping of water down the damp walls.
Just as I started to decide I’d heard nothing, and it might be safe to doze
again, the door slowly opened.
“Miss me, bitch?” Kurt Lasalle strode into the dank basement. He
crossed his arms and smiled, as though I should be grateful for his presence.
Like he owned the place.
Owned me.
I didn’t answer. Instead I focused on a patch of concrete floor in front of
his feet.
Could it please open up and swallow him? If it couldn’t, I wished it
would do that to me.
The floor remained stubbornly solid.
He kicked the side of the cage, making it rattle and shake. “I said, did
you miss me, bitch?”
I flinched and swallowed hard. Of course I didn’t miss him. Every
moment he was absent was a blessing. If there were blessings in a place like
this.
Before I could answer, he dropped a slice of bread through the bars at
the top of the cage. It landed near my knee.
My stomach pinched at the sight of it. How long was it since I’d eaten
anything? The last time he was here at least. Two days, maybe three.
Not long enough, but too long at the same time.
“Eat it,” he barked.
Before he could change his mind and take the bread back, I snatched it
up and stuffed the whole piece into my mouth. I struggled to chew. With
any luck, I’d choke on it.
Kurt laughed. “You look like a fucking animal.”
Bit by bit, I swallowed down the stale bread. Parts of it tasted mouldy,
but I couldn’t bring myself to care. Focusing on chewing kept me from
looking at Kurt.
Of course I looked like an animal. He treated me like one. He chained
me in here, naked and filthy. He kept me on the verge of starving. My only
source of water, most of the time, was the moisture that trickled down the
walls and into the cage.
How long was it since I last saw sunlight?
I barely remembered how it looked, how it felt when it caressed my
face. Maybe I dreamt that I used to walk in it, to skip around the garden
with my sister and brothers.
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