Chapter Sixty Six
The heavy deadbolt clicked into place with a sound that seemed to echo through the very core of my bones, a sharp, metallic finality that signalized the beginning of my true captivity. I stood shivering in the center of the dim room, the heavy sheet clutched tightly around my naked body as the sound of Stone’s heavy combat boots faded down the long wooden hallway. The silence that followed his departure was thick, suffocating, and heavy with the scent of raw s*x, sweat, and cheap tobacco. My body was still throbbing, aching from the brutal, angry intensity of what had just happened on the mattress behind me, but my mind was a chaotic storm of pure, unadulterated hatred and cold reality. He had broken me down using the most vulnerable parts of my own desire, turned my bod
