All Chapters of Hooked After One Night Of Passion: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I kneel on the cold floor with chains around my hand and ankles. Anne stands over me with a gun in her hand. “Aren’t you back where you belong?” She asks smiling wickedly. “No!” I scream “I don’t belong to you anymore. I don’t belong to anyone” “Then why are you here” her eyes glittering with anger.I can’t be back here. “This isn’t real, you’re not real” I say quietly but enough for her to hear. She laughs out loudly. Her voice piercing my ear. “You know what I do to girls who try to run away from me don’t you?” She says as soon as she stops laughing. “Please Anne. I’m begging you” I begin pleading. “Too late for that Em. It’s a pity. I thought you were the best of them all. But you’re just like the rest of all the others” she says cocking her gun, she pulls the trigger. “No……..” I scream “Emily” I feel someone jerking me up. Damian.I jerk awake, heart pumping, body primed to fight Anne that was locked up. It took him a second to orient myse

“So come stay with me. It will be just like old times. I’ve missed being around you. It’s not like you can go back and work for Anne. We’re both out of a job now” Although there’s nothing funny about the way Anne’s treated us, there’s a touch of humor in my voice. “Are you sure you want me there?” There’s vulnerability in his voice and it tears at my heart. I’ve never seen this side of him before. He’s always seemed so sure of himself, so put together. “Of course Robert” “Okay” he says, grinning. “That’ll be nice. Thank you” “You don’t need to thank me. You’ve looked after me for years” We sit in comfortable silence for a while. “Can you pass me my wallet?” Robert says eventually. “It’s in the top drawer”Doing as he asks, I pass it to him. He opens it and hands it straight back. “You know, I had a family once”He’s showing me a photo of two very attractive women. One looks to be around forty, the other is a teenager. They’re both blonde, and look like mo

“Of course” She didn’t need to ask me—I need her comfort just as much as she needs mine.I help her into the bath before climbing in behind her. “I really hope they find Tiara” she says as she relaxes back onto my chest. “Robert deserves to know what happened to his daughter” “I’ll make it happen” I don’t know how, but I will. I’ll place a few calls in the morning and see if I can pull some strings. “For years I wondered who that girl was. I presumed, like me, she had no family—that’s why nobody ever came looking for her. Now I know differently, and that breaks my heart. Poor Robert”I tighten my grip around her waist when she swipes a hand across her face. “I hope Anne rots in hell for what she’s done” “That so easily could’ve been me” Emily says. “I’d never let that happen” Guilt floods me. I almost let it happen. I’ll never forgive myself for leaving her alone that day. “When I got back from New York I told her I wanted to quit, and the first thing

I’m worried for Robert, and Damian, it was only a few weeks ago he laid his father to rest. I’m even concerned for myself. Tiara’s death has been playing on my mind for years, but finding her remains has brought the trauma and pain to the surface. I even had a nightmare about her. It was awful. I’d woken with a start, my body trembling and covered in perspiration. I was able to slip out of bed and pull myself together before Damian noticed I was missing. He doesn’t need to add my nightmares to his worries.None of us eat breakfast before we leave, but Damian had managed to force a cup of coffee into Robert and me. Damian’s been wonderful throughout this whole ordeal. Not only to me, but to Robert as well. I’m sure staying in my apartment and having Robert with us hasn’t been easy for him, but he hasn’t complained once. I’ll make it up to him once all this is over.We follow the funeral car all the way to the church. The three of us are sitting in the back of the limousine; I’m

Laying her down, I step back and pull her yoga pants down her incredible legs. I wanted to give her the gift first, but that will have to wait now. She always manages to distract me.Dropping her pants to the floor, my fingers trail a path over the silk fabric of her panties. A growl forms in the back of my throat when she arches her back and pushes her hips towards my hand. I crave her so much sometimes it scares me. Entwining my finger and thumb in the side of her underwear, I tear them easily from her body before shoving them into my pocket. Even though Emily lives with me now, my obsession with ripping off her panties hasn’t diminished in the slightest. I’ve set up an account for her at the lingerie store. It’s an expensive habit, but it’s worth every fucking cent.I delve my fingers into her sweetness and she whimpers at the contact, throwing her head back. The noises she makes are like music to my ears. My cock is so hard it strains painfully against my pants. Since we’r