He lowered his revolver. “Luckily, loving someone also means forgiving them, even if it almost kills you to do so.”
I breathed a sigh of relief.
“But, you can make it up to me by stripping and putting that sexy little nightie on.”
My stomach dropped. “Please…”
“Do it!” he growled.
“Patrick—”
He fired the gun, hitting the wall next to me and making me scream. The sound was so loud that my ears began to ring.
“Sophia, I’m not asking you again.”
Shaking, I walked over to the dresser, pulled out the nightgown, and then looked at him. “Do you mind?”
His lip twitched. “Mind what? Seeing you naked? I’ve seen almost every inch of you already.”
“That’s right. While I was having sex with someone else. Nice,” I snapped in disgust.
“I actually didn’t see much. It was too dark. Fortunately, the lights in your bathroom are bright enough to see everything.”
My eyes widened in shock.
He smirked. “Did you know they make cameras so small you can hide them just about anywhere?”
I felt violated. Disgusted. “You’re absolutely pathetic, you know that?”
His expression turned cold. “Strip. Now!”
12
Sophia
I turned my back and started removing my clothes, reminding myself that I was doing this for Marcy. So what if he saw me half-naked? Like he said, he already had seen everything anyway. But, I wasn’t that naïve. I knew it was going to eventually lead to rape if things kept progressing.
Unless I killed him first…
I stole a glance at Patrick as I was changing and shuddered. He had his hand on his crotch and was massaging it.
Oh, hell no!
“Do you mind?” I snapped.
His face turned red and he removed his hand. “Mind what?”
“Not jerking off.”
“I was doing no such thing.”
I looked away.
Patrick changed the subject. “So, what do you think of my new look?”
I didn’t reply.
“If you didn’t notice, I shaved and ended up getting Lasik.”
“Good for you.”
“So, you don’t like it?”
I gave him dirty look. “I don’t like you. Period.”
He grinned. “You’re even more beautiful when you’re angry.”
I rolled my eyes.
“You know, I’m doing this for us.”
I clenched my jaw. “Right.”
“You’ll see. In time.”
I knew there was no use arguing with the creep. I finished changing and then glared at him again. “Happy now?”
He pointed the gun toward my feet. “No. Take off the socks.”
Sighing, I removed them.
His eyes swept over me with satisfaction. “God, you’re sexy.”
Although the nightgown covered quite a bit, I still felt naked and vulnerable. I put my hand over my chest, the pleasure in his gaze making my skin crawl. “And you’re disgusting if you think I’m going to let you rape me.”
Patrick looked horrified. “Rape you? No, I would never, ever do that. I just wanted to see you in the nightgown.”
“Fine. You’ve seen me. Now can I add more clothing? It’s cold outside and I’m not going anywhere dressed like this.”
He pulled his phone out. “Fine. Just let me get a couple of pictures of you first.”
I glared at him. “You’re kidding?”
“No. Move your hands away from your breasts,” he ordered.
Clenching my jaw, I did what he asked.
He nodded in approval. “Good. Now smile.”
I gave him a dirty look instead.
He clenched his fist and stomped his foot like a toddler. “I said smile!”
I forced a grin to my face.
“That’s better.” He took a few photos, murmuring things under his breath, and then asked me to turn around and bend over.
“Absolutely not!” I snapped angrily. “You have your pictures. I’ve done what you asked. But I’m not letting this get any raunchier than it already is. If you have any respect for me at all, you’ll let me get dressed.”
He stared at me for a few more seconds and then nodded. “Fine.”
Grateful, I slipped my jeans back on and pulled the sweater over my nightgown. As I was putting my socks back on, I noticed him typing on his phone and smiling. I was about to try and make a run for it again but he looked at me.
“Well, that should take care of that,” Patrick said, looking like a cat who’d just swallowed a canary.
“What do you mean?”
He raised his phone. “I just sent your little boyfriend copies of the photos. Now he knows we’re back together again.”
The guy was truly a wacko.
Patrick’s phone started to ring. “Oh, look it’s him calling back.” He answered it and I could hear Mitch hollering at him on the other end of the phone.
“No, she’s safe, idiot. I’d never hurt her. She’s here with me