Escape Plan

Chapter 68

Katie’s POV

The maid brought clean clothes and soap to wash up in the sink every day, but that’s not the same.

Heading to the bathroom, I strip out of my clothes and take a hot shower. The water feels wonderful, and after, I feel a hell of a lot cleaner than before. I dry off and wrap a towel around myself before leaving the fogged-up bathroom to walk to the closet.

My clothes are still there, neatly folded, and hung up as if I’ve been here all along. Dropping the towel, I dress in one of the silky pajama sets.

I really don’t want to fucking care about him or care about whatever he’s doing. Except, as I crawl into his bed, all I can do is see him, smell him, taste him. I feel the weight of his body on mine, his lips on my skin, and relish the passion and fire he stokes within me.

As soon as I close my eyes, I hear laughter from somewhere in the house. Someone is talking loudly, then laughing again.

Footsteps follow suit. The sounds come closer, and I sit up. One final femi