Chapter 132: Elena’s Killer

Another couple of days pass. The bandages on my thigh have been changed and now my cut hand was tightly bandaged up too, but I was chained to Julian’s bed like a damned dog. Unless I could unscrew my head from my shoulders, there was no getting out of this one. It pissed me off to high hell, but I didn’t have the strength to move his bed, either.

Other than the spiked collar around my neck, the only other thing I wore was a laced black nightgown that he had bought for me ahead of time. I was at his mercy. But at the same time, he was also the wall between me and Grace. In my current state, I couldn’t protect myself even if I put up a fight with all of my might. But at least Julian fed me healthy meals regularly… because he loves me and loves our baby. Or babies, fuck I hope not. All I did know was that this little peaceful environment was going to end with a bang sooner or later and I wasn’t about to wait around to find out.


Again and again, I fiddled with the collar around my neck. Julian had fastened it like doing a fucking magic trick. I had no mirror to see what was going on and one of my hands was literally gloved tightly in bandages. I could barely twitch my fingers. I stopped messing with the dog collar as soon as I heard the bedroom door open, and Julian stepped into the room with a tray of more nutritious food. What’d I’d give for some damn popcorn or chips…

“Here, Beautiful.” He sat on the floor and slid the tray to me. “Everything you need and like. I even added in cherries with your yog–”

“Cut the shit, Julian.” I showed no interest, as always. “When the hell are you going to take this stupid thing off of me? Till our parents get back? Do you know what my mom will say when she sees me like this? All bandaged up with a red ring around my neck? Fuck, I wonder what your dad would say!”

Julian’s charming grin flipped into rare irritation when speaking to me. “I’ll tell them everything was an accident. You’ll do the same, won’t you?”

“You kidding me? Fuck no, I’m telling them what you BOTH did to me! If your dad doesn’t give you hell, then you better pack up before my thigh heals up! Don’t even get me started on my mom!”

My threat fell on deaf ears as he leaned forward and stroked my cheek. The affectionate look in his blue embers had that familiar obsession with them. “You will do the same… won’t you?” He repeated.

I glared at him defiantly. *Have you lost the rest of your marbles, you psycho fucker?* I jerked my head away when he leaned in to kiss me. Instead of giving a negative reaction, he just smiled–a humorous smile that stretched from ear to ear as if he had an inside joke he was doing his best not to spoil.

“Nobody will ever interfere with our love, Beautiful.” Julian stroked my hair like a dog. “I’ve made sure of it before and I’ll keep making it so. Nobody will ever step in between us. Nobody.”

“The fuck are you on about??”

Julian slid the tray away from us and yanked me closer by my collar, forcing me to get lower to the ground as he got on top of me. I did my best to wiggle free, but it was beyond pathetic. “Get off, you fuck!”

“I’ll never let anybody get in between our love,” he repeated himself as his lips brushed my cheek. “Anybody who doesn’t listen will have to learn the hard way. Elena is a prime example.”

My struggling came to a frozen halt as I looked up at him wide-eyed. “...The fuck did you just say?”

Julian’s smile turned into a grin. “I warned her to keep her mouth shut, but we both know that good–girl Elena would’ve blabbed to your mother, eventually. They were best friends, after all. Don’t you see how far I’d go for you? You mean everything to me. You’re more precious than life itself.”

My jaw dropped. I couldn’t believe it. My suspicions were right. I knew he wasn’t fucking around with me, but deep down inside, part of me didn’t want to believe it. “But… your tires, they didn’t match the accident’s…!”

“I had them changed,” he confessed, as if it were no big deal while kissing my cheek repeatedly. “My Beautiful is so clever. I knew you’d look at my tires and I couldn’t risk it.”

My teeth grind with rage. The unpredictable man was STILL like ten steps ahead of me this whole time! It didn’t even cross my mind that he knew I would go to the crash site and see if the tire tracks from there matched Julian’s.

*The bastard is a genius.*

“You crazy motherfucking piece of shit!” I screamed up at him while squirming beneath him fiercely. “You made my mom cry! You fucking killed somebody! Your ass is gonna get locked up forever!”

“Not unless anybody finds out,” he whispered in my ear before kissing the lobe, making me shudder.

“Does Grace know about this?”

“Of course. She knows me better than anybody else.” He more or less hinted that he didn’t even have to tell her. He leaned off of me, a sad look glittered in his puppy dog eyes. “I hope we can be the same… I know everything about you. About the next thing you’re going to say.” He slid his thumb across my bottom lip. “About the next thing you’re going to think,” he brushed some of my hair out of the way of my face. “About the first thing you’re going to do as soon as you’re set free.” He slid his finger between my breasts before tightly groping one of them. “I even know what decision you’re going to make when our babies are born.” I felt my blood turn cold as he lifted my chin. His blue embers glowed in their irises. “I know you doubt your capabilities. You’re always doubting yourself. Because you know how worthless you are. All you want is to be worthy of your mother’s love and forgiveness, correct? To make your dead daddy proud?” I flinched as my throat tightened with an emotional knot. He was hitting every weak spot I had. “There’s only one way you can do that and we both know it.” He leaned down closer to my face again, his eyes burning into mine. “You’re going to keep the babies. And we both know it.”

I bared my teeth as I furiously shouted up at him, “FUCK YOU! You fucking MURDERER! You don’t know a damn thing about me!” *Liar… I’m a filthy liar. He really does know everything about me.* That still didn’t stop me from spitting in his face, my saliva splatting on his cheek.

Julian didn’t flinch, but his adoring, obsessed smile turned forced and strained. He wiped it off with the back of his hand before swiftly taking me by my wounded leg and twisting me around, giving him access to my back and he gave me another series of ruthless smacks on my ass. I screamed in pain with each one, leaving my skin red and burning. Ass-smacking during sex was no longer a favorite kink of mine. That shit was just traumatizing now.

When Julian stood up, his expression was serious and cold, his blue embers like ice. “Bad girl,” He lectured me again, “Why can’t you just be sweet, Beautiful?” Lecturing me like a dog. “I feed you and shower you in love.” My glare remained, and I even jerked my head away when he reached to pet it again. He sighed longingly. “...No matter. They say you have to be patient with this training. You’re not an old dog, so I’ll teach you plenty of new tricks.” I saw the corners of his lips curve back into a twisted smile before he left his bedroom again.

My hands balled up into tight fists out of fury. I could barely feel the pain in my dislocated thumb when I did. “FUCK!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. That bastard actually killed Elena! I knew I shouldn’t be surprised, but… I still wanted to have a little faith in the man I used to know. I feel like a dumbass more than ever. It was nothing but an act.

My head jerked up when I heard the roaring engine of a car pulling up in the driveway. My heart immediately started pounding in my chest. *Mom?!*