Chapter 72– Refusal
Isiah walked off, brushing past her, as he grabbed Maybells hand into his own and he pulled her away from the office and down the hall. He walked in hidden agitation and his grip was tight.
Maybell let him lead her down the hall, over past the stair case landing, down the left of a Hallway and finally down a right side turn towards his bedroom.
A small flash of painful memory danced on the fringes of her mind as Isiah pulled her into his room, and guided her over to the large king size bed sitting in the center of his room. The torments he had put her through on that very bed teased her, and Maybell had to quash the ghostly ache of old pain that trembled over her inner thighs as she recalled the serrated blade of agony that had sent her to the hospital.
“Maybell…yo
