“He said there was someone else.”
“I’m sorry… but there will be other guys.” I tried to cheer her up when she yawned heavily.
“Not like him. He was special.”
“How so?”
“He looks shy, but I don’t think he is. He doesn’t look at girls like the other football players do, and he has the dreamiest eyes on the planet. I swear, Jessie, he’s probably the hottest guy I’ve ever seen.” She then closed her eyes and relaxed her shoulders. “But he didn’t want me.”
“Others will.” I chuckled as I got up from the floor. “I’ll grab you a bottle of water for when you wake up, okay, Sailor Girl?”
“Sailor Girl.” She chuckled. “You’re so sweet, Jessie. Thank you,” she mumbled before closing her eyes and immediately falling asleep.
Stepping out of the bathroom, I closed the door, thinking about what Sailor Girl had just told me and wondering who her dreamy guy must have been.
When the door to the room opened, someone walked in, and shivers went through my spine. London stood before me, blocking the door with his massive frame. When I met his cold, blue eyes, every part of my body wanted to run.
“Look what I found in my room,” he sneered while examining me with his mean eyes.
“Sorry, sorry. I didn’t know this was your room.” I tried to laugh to ease the tension. “I just helped a—”
He tilted his head. “Who said you need to apologize? I’m not mad. Quite the contrary, I’m glad you’re here.”
“That’s… super? Anyway, I’ll just go out and—” I tried to walk toward the open door when London reached for the handle and shut it behind him.
“Where are you rushing off to?”
“I-I have people waiting for me.” My heart raced, and I felt like the room was running out of air.
“Really? What kind of people?” He took a step closer as I held still. “You’re not talking about the midget, are you?”
I looked up at him and clenched my fists together. “He isn’t a midget. Don’t call him that!”
He was in my face before I knew it. So close I could feel the heat coming out of his body. “Or what?” he asked, his voice laced with amusement.
I put my hands in front of me and tried to shove him away, only for him to grab my body in one quick move and throw me on his bed. I panicked as he climbed on top of me and pinned me down using his full body weight.
I tried to push him away, but he grabbed my wrists and secured my arms above my head so I couldn’t move.
“You’re feisty. I love that. Making my dick hard.” He smirked and pushed his hips against me.
I gasped in terror as I felt his stiffening erection rubbing on me and felt sick when he reached for the hem of my skirt and lifted it up. Kicking him with my legs, I somehow managed to escape from his grip and quickly tried to get from underneath him.
A gasp left my throat as he grabbed my ankle and pulled me back until I was beneath him, only this time, I was facing down against the sheets.
“Stop running away, little rat. I swear I’ll make it good for you,” he purred in my ear with a sickening voice.
I clenched my teeth together and tried not to panic any more than I already was. My heart hammered hard against my chest, enough for me to hear it pounding in my ears. I tried to move, to push him off, but he was too strong. Way too fucking strong. Whenever I showed resistance, he only forced me harder against the mattress until I was panting and completely trapped. Understanding there was no way to get out of this, my terrorized body froze, and I started to cry, knowing my body failed to fight. But my crying didn’t change anything because the monster above me only continued to press me harder against the mattress until I could hardly breathe.
I was terrified, and I wanted my Levi. I needed my Levi to be here and make everything okay. And just when I pressed my eyes shut and prayed for my sunshine to show up, the door opened, and in walked—
“Just in time,” London leered above me as he greeted his twin brother, Berlin.
My mind went blank as cold sweat covered my skin. I couldn’t fight one of them, let alone two. My stomach turned to knots, and my throat went dry, knowing there was no way out of this situation. What the fuck was I supposed to do? What the hell was going on?
“Fuck,” Berlin grunted as he shut the door behind him and moved toward the bed. “You were serious about doing him?”
“Look at his ass,” London said as he lifted my skirt and moved his palm over my body, and slapped my flesh, causing tears to trail down my face and my lips to tremble.