Chapter 130

Mari's heart dropped into her toes and her mind exploded.

He-he and his sister?

Vomit rose into her mouth, and only a quick hand to her lips kept the evidence of her utter disgust from spoiling her dress.

He'd seduced his own sister? And she'd taken her own life because of it.

God, he's beyond sick. I have to find a way out of here, I have to get away from him-no, first, he dies.

Mari swallowed and watched him watching her. He was waiting for her response. What was she supposed to say? He was delusional. You fought me at first...You finally gave in... He'd raped his own sister, and she had committed suicide because of the shame his violation had brought her.

The fucking bastard!

She found her voice and forced out reassuring words. "I-I think I remember," she cooed, her tone rough from the ball of vomit lodged in her throat. "I remember...I remember how good it felt to be with you. You made me feel so good." She choked back the gore and hid the movement behind a big smile.