All Chapters of A Holiday Of Pain And Pleasure : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

There wasn’t time to panic, though. The man sauntered right around the car and stopped by the driver’s side door. I swallowed, looking up at him, dread coursing through my entire body as his cool, blue-eyed gaze met mine. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t remember where I met him. “Pretty car,” he said, his voice dry enough that I could tell he knew it wasn’t mine. But does he know that because he’s one of my abductors or because he’s a car lover who wakes up as early as 4:00 am and stops to admire nice, fancy cars on his way out to god knows where? “You must be Amber.” Okay, who’s this man? There was something about him, an ease, a sort of cockiness. It felt like he was the type of guy that calls the shots, and I had a hunch that if he wanted me out of the car, I’d be out of it already. “Who are...” I hesitated, unsure to ask the question at the tip of my lips. “I’m a friend of the guy whose car you stole.” He replied. “One would have thought you’d be grateful you got saved

The dread I felt last night started all over again when I got home. I parked the car in the same place, and then I went inside, my heart pounding until the moment I closed and locked my dorm door. Gracie wasn't around, so the room was eerily quiet. I fell on the couch again and dozed off. When I woke up later that evening, I decided to hop in the shower to actually take time and care for my skin. After bathing, I flung a thin, see-through nightie on, grabbed my phone, and headed to the kitchen to whip up a quick meal.With a bowl of cereal in hand, I stopped dead when I saw the silhouette of a man standing near our entrance door. My heart sank. The stranger was of average height, had a big body frame, and was dressed in a black hoodie and jeans. The man soon turned toward our little makeshift kitchen. He saw me standing there in nothing but a thin nightie. "Hello, there." He said, and my heart stalled. He was the same man from the club. Denver Simpson. B

I looked at the bed behind me and grabbed a blanket I saw there. "Why are you standing that close to her when you know she isn't properly dressed?" I demanded, anger seeping into my tone. "I..." he raised a hand explaining his cluelessness. "I don’t know man." He said, shaking his head slightly. "I just got here a couple of minutes ago. I found her struggling to breathe and sort of paralyzed." "Is the condition of the door your doing or Denver's?" "Mine." He replied. "She couldn’t open it, and I didn’t know if he was in here with her. But he wasn’t," he added instantly assuring me, so I didn't have to ask. "He must have run off before I got here." I swallowed, walked over to Amber with the blanket, and crouched down so I could wrap it around her and cover her up. "Are you okay?" I asked her, letting her see how worried I was. She looked up at me and nodded, absently stroking her fingers as if she was trying to restore blood flow to it. "I'm fine." She said. "You..." She

"He did something with someone?" Emmett asked knowingly. I sighed. "There was a girl, my cousin... I don’t want to talk about it." I said, shaking my head. "Why?" "Because she treats me like shit and believes she can have whatever I have and after that, she'll dump it right back on me when she's done." "Damn." He sighed and I shrugged. "And as for him, he treated me like shit too. He had no self-control. It was a bad relationship, and it was the first time I’d ever fallen in love. But I had to cut things off when he got in with her." "And he let you?" Emmett asked. "Why wouldn't he?" He shrugged. "Some men take what they have for granted, and it takes a wake-up call to snap them out of it. I was curious to know if he was one of those types of men." "Well, I wanted a guy with enough awareness and intelligence to know what he had the moment he caught me. It shouldn’t take fucking me over for him to see my value. And if it does, then the relationship is over." I told him. "Th

It felt like a weekend had passed since I last set foot on the campus. I left Emmett's home around ten in the morning after reconnecting with Rose and having her fill my ears with everything that happened after I left the house.It was so satisfying hearing her talk about how bitchy and irritable Emmett was all through.When I got to school, I wasn’t guarded and paranoid. Dread didn’t quicken my steps every time I rounded a corner or another student passed me too abruptly. It was a dull Friday morning and since I had only one lecture for the day.I was already discussing the fact that I was searching for an apartment with one of my coursemates, Justin. He was super helpful with a few listings and even offered to take me to see some of them.Unfortunately, they weren't exactly what I was looking for, as they didn't have front desks and standby security. When we got the news that the day's lecture had been postponed till the coming week, we left for the school canteen together.I got an