Nothing Left to Lose by Kirsty Moseley Read Free Book Online

you to know that I’m here to protect you. I would never
hurt you, ever.” His eyes locked onto mine as he stepped
forwards.
    I held my
breath, wondering if he too could hear my heart racing. He stopped
in front of me and held out his hand, smiling reassuringly. My eyes
dropped to it, and I shook my head. I couldn’t do it. It would
bring back memories of him, and I couldn’t think about
him.
    “Please, I
can’t,” I begged, swallowing the lump that was stuck in my
throat.
    “I will never
hurt you. I want to protect you,” he whispered.
    Oh come on,
Anna, get a grip of yourself! He’s an agent here to protect you,
you’re in a house full of people, he’s not going to attack you!
Just move your hand and stop being such a damn wimp! My mental
chastising had a positive impact on my confidence, so I raised a
trembling hand and put it in his. His fingers threaded through
mine, and he squeezed gently. I looked at my hand, shocked. It
didn’t actually feel too bad, it was quite pleasant actually, warm
and soft. Some of my stress evaporated, and I glanced up at his
handsome face; a small satisfied smile graced his lips.
    “That’s great,
Anna. Maybe if we tried to hold hands for a little a bit every day,
then you’d get used to it before we start college next week,” he
suggested.
    “You won’t be
here next week, Pretty Boy,” I answered confidently.
    He laughed
incredulously. “Anna, I don’t quit, I never quit, so you’d better
get used to me. I’m going to be around for a while, whether you
like it or not,” he replied arrogantly.
    I yanked my
hand out of his and folded my arms across my chest. “I don’t need a
fucking babysitter! I can take care of myself,” I stated, annoyed
again.
    He raised one
eyebrow and smiled wickedly. “Really? You can take care of
yourself? So if I wanted to throw you down on the bed, I couldn’t
do that?”
    Oh God! My heart took off in double time. “Ashton, if you touch me, I’m
gonna break your pretty face,” I warned.
    A confident
smile crept onto his lips. “You couldn’t land one punch before I
pin you to the bed.”
    He took a step
forward and I didn’t give him the opportunity to touch me. I shot
my hand out to punch him in the stomach, but he knocked my hand
away easily before it got anywhere near him. My stomach clenched
with fear because that small move showed me that he was faster than
me. Panic made my blood go cold, but I wasn’t willing to concede
yet. I’d never give up without a fight again. He took another step
towards me and I sent a kick towards him as hard as I could. He
sidestepped it easily, caught my leg and closed the distance
between us so fast that I didn’t have time to react. His free arm
wrapped around my waist, and he threw us both onto the bed.
    As he landed on
top of me, I felt the scream ripping its way up my throat as the
panic took over. He put one hand over my mouth and grabbed my hands
with the other, pinning them above my head, his body pressing me
into the bed. I screamed and thrashed, trying to throw him off me
as I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to think of anything other than
Carter, but I couldn’t stop myself from returning to those memories
again. In my head, I saw his brown eyes sparkling with excitement
as he prepared to rape me. I heaved and turned my head to the side
in defeat, letting the tears fall as I just stopped struggling.
There was no point, he was too strong for me.
    I waited for
the pain, but it never came. I opened my eyes slowly and looked up.
Ashton was still holding me down on the bed, but somehow he wasn’t
heavy, as if he was holding his weight off me.
    “I won’t hurt
you, I promise. Trust me,” he whispered as he took his hand off of
my mouth. My tears were still falling so he wiped them away gently.
“I just wanted to show you that you need me. I want to protect you.
You need me, so please don’t keep making this difficult. I won’t
leave you like the others,” he said softly.
    I looked