Chapter 22

"No, it doesn't turn me on. For one, Patrick is married. I would never go after a married man. For two, you and I are not in a damn relationship. I'm your prisoner, but if you and I were actually together, I would not cheat. I'm not that type of person. For three, Patrick and Rebecca are swingers. That's what Patrick told me when he grabbed me in the park yesterday. He said Rebecca was okay with being with you while he was with me. Frankly, that disgusts me. And four, Patrick is not really good looking. You look better than he does and I don't even want to sleep with you. You don't even turn me on, so no, Patrick is definitely not going to."

"Whether you like it or not, we are in a relationship. You belong to me and no one else. I don't want anyone else and I'm damn sure not letting anyone else touch you. And you can say I don't turn you on all you want, but I know I do. I've seen the way you look at me when you think I'm not looking. You like the way I look. If I didn't turn you on, then you wouldn't get wet for me."

"Maybe I just got better at faking it," Renee lashed out.

"Nah. You couldn't cum if you didn't enjoy it," Jesse said with an evil smile on his face.

"You can if you aren't thinking about the person you are fucking," Renee said sweetly, with a fake smile on her face.

Jesse's hands gripped the counter so hard that his knuckles turned white. She had been imagining someone else the whole time they had been together. It hadn't been him that had done things for her, but her imagination. Had she been thinking about Kevin the whole time? His fist banged down on the counter and she jumped.

"It doesn't feel good to have someone hurt you, does it?" Renee whispered as she looked down.

Had she been taunting him with her words yet again? He couldn't tell if she had just said it to be cruel to him or not, but he could feel the tremble in her body. He knew she was afraid of what he would do next. She was trying to be defiant, but she was terrified with him this close to her. His anger was almost palpable. He gripped her chin and lifted her head up. She kept her eyes down as he crushed her lips under his. He broke the kiss when he felt moisture on his face and realized it was her tears. He licked the cut on her lip that he felt.

"Your words don't hurt me, but if you aren't careful, they will hurt you. I've tried to be nice. That clearly isn't working. So, since you want to choose me being the bad guy, so be it. When you are ready for me to start being nice to you again, you let me know. Until then, I'll just take you like I used to. You will understand one day that you belong to me. Once you do, and you come to me willingly, I'll treat you nice again."

With that, Jesse moved back from her. His anger taking over had already fucked things up so badly between them that she was back to hating him. He still wanted her to want him, but was he really going to be able to settle for her coming to him out of fear? Would she come to him willingly even if he was hurting her? She hadn't before. The only time she had willingly fucked him was when he had told her she could tell him to stop. He picked up her phone and handed it to her.

"Take care of this now."

Renee texted Rebecca's number and told Patrick that she didn't want to have anything to do with him. She told him that her husband didn't appreciate him coming on to her and she didn't want to hear from him again. She also blocked Rebecca's number so that he couldn't text her anymore. She showed it to Jesse.

"I don't want you going back to that group anymore. I don't trust that he will stop just because you blocked her number. If you act right, maybe you can find something else to do."

Renee felt like she was dying. He was taking the little bit of freedom he had given her away. She had worked hard to gain that freedom, and now, because of someone else, she was losing it. She became angry. She always knew this ploy of his was just to toy with her so he could hurt her worse once she had started to relax.

She shoved his chest and screamed, "I hate you!"

"You'll get over it," Jesse said as he walked away.

Renee slid down to the floor and pulled her knees up to her chest. She placed her head on them and cried. There was no way she could go back to him brutalizing her every night. But, she couldn't bring herself to willingly give into him. She didn't want him and he knew it. If this was his sick, twisted way of getting her to fall in love with him, then he was crazier than she had originally thought. If being nice to her hadn't made her fall for him, why would he think going back to the way it had been would?

She got up and went into the bedroom and then laid on the bed. She had already been suffering from depression, but now it was hitting her hard. The pain in her body, crying, and now the thought of being hurt every night, took its toll on her. She fell into a restless sleep and nightmares took her over.

Jesse came into the room later that night to find Renee was still sleeping. He had checked on her several times and every time he had, she was tossing and turning. He had heard her whimpering in her sleep several times. He had threatened her earlier, but he didn't want to force himself back on her. When his anger was taking him over, it felt good to have her struggle, but he liked it better when she was compliant.