“You’re trapped, Danica,” he said coldly, his lips curling into a cruel smile. “You’ll stay with me. You’ll do as I say. Because if you don’t, everything you love will burn.”
My stomach turned. I wanted to scream. I wanted to throw him out, to tear everything apart. But I couldn’t. Not while I carried these babies inside me. I was bound to this man, to this hell he’d built.
I thought I was done with the pain, that I had hit rock bottom. But then, as if fate had other plans, I saw something that froze my blood.
In the study, standing near the window, was Dulcie.
She was waiting for me.
I walked in, my feet moving before my brain had fully caught up.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I demanded.
Dulcie turned to face me, her lips curling into that familiar, venomous smile. “Oh, just making myself comfortable,” she purred. “You don’t mind, do you? I’m going to be staying here from now on.”
My vision blurred. I couldn’t take it anymore. “You—you are staying here?” I hissed, stepping toward her. “In my home? With him?”
She met my gaze with the kind of smugness only she could manage. “Oh, sweetie, I don’t think you have any say in this anymore.”