MOVIE NIGHT
~Maya's POV~
I moved toward the stairs, my heart still racing.
Every step felt like work...my legs were jelly, my thighs slick with proof of what he had done to me in the cellar.
I was halfway up when the weight of his stare stopped me cold.
I paused, glancing over my shoulder.
He hadn't moved from the hallway. Just stood there in the shadows, watching me like I was something he owned.
Something he had already marked.
God help me, I was beginning to crave it. That look. The way he stripped me bare without touching me at all.
"Couch. You. Me. Her."
Those words looped in my mind, and heat pooled low in my belly—shameless, slick, aching.
I turned back to the stairs and forced myself to climb.
Up in Chloe's room, she was glued to her phone screen, her face lit by the
