FaCade (Deception #1) by Ker Dukey, D.H. Sidebottom Read Free Book Online

wear.”
    My eyes popped wide at his orders. Something so small shouldn’t have been a luxury but I wanted to thank him. The little bit of joy from something so minor conflicted with my inner war. I didn’t want to be grateful for something so trivial but I was. I wanted to cover my body and have some type of humanity and this small thing granted me that.
    My lips moved with my feet. As I passed him I whispered, “Thank you.”

HER SCENT WAS ALL AROUND me, tattooing the memories of her natural essence onto my brain. The warmth of her soft, naked skin that’d had every inch touched by me was an echoing recollection replaying over and over, making my palm tingle to feel it again.
    I was acting weak to my needs in front of the men who had kick-started this plan in the beginning. It was always there, plotting and festering but they had forced my hand by underestimating me.
    I hated how Jonson and Davies had the audacity to mock me … ME! My head rolled from shoulder to shoulder as I tried to calm the seething boil simmering in my veins. I had proven my power to them and yet this was just the start. I brushed down the front of my shirt then adjusted my still proud cock before going to them.

    “Dante! She is truly a beauty,” Jenkins said. I nodded in agreement.
    “She really doesn’t recall her memory?” Davies asked.
    “Nothing of who she is.”
    “It’s impressive, Dante but she was hardly begging you to fuck her like you promised.” The smarmy little cunt smirked. I wanted to cut off his lips so I never had to see that cocky smirk again; however, showing anger is to show fault.
    “It’s been such little time and yet she kissed me back and obeyed my command after a little foreplay.” I chuckled which was accompanied by all of theirs. I looked back at the room from which I put on the little show for them. “This is just the tip of what I have planned for her.”
    I felt the creep of his presence beside me. He was a sick twisted little worm who wanted authority and respect he hadn’t earned and never would from me. He was born into money and perversion so he thought this gave him rights he didn’t have. We were men of money and we indulged in frowned upon desires but that was the only common thing that bonded us.
    I was self-made; my desires were all tethered around two things. Her and revenge.

I STARED UP AT MARIA when she handed me a sandwich wrapped in Saran wrap. She nodded and smiled, encouraging me to take it from her. My eyes flicked to the small camera watching our every move. “It’s okay. It’s yours. Apparently he was pleased with your show to his friends.”
    I frowned but snatched the food from her, my loud rumbling stomach not allowing me to do anything else. “Thank you.”
    She shrugged and walked over to the small portable toilet in the corner of the room that had been brought in when Maria had. I diverted my gaze as she relieved herself, my cheeks blushing as the long trickle of urine into the bowl humiliated me more than it did her.
    “Do you think we’ll ever get out of here?” I asked her when she flushed and ran her hands under the tiny single tap beside the toilet.
    She shrugged but didn’t answer me. “So Star, tell me about yourself.”
    My eyes widened. We were hardly there to become friends and I still couldn’t make out where she fit into all this. “Well see, that may be a problem since I can’t even tell myself about me.”
    “You still don’t remember?”
    I shook my head, answering her with a gesture as I bit into the moist cheese sandwich. The filling was thin and rubbery but the way my stomach demolished it told me I was enjoying it more than I thought.
    She smiled, almost secretly and I frowned at her. It was as though she was pleased I couldn’t remember anything. “Well, let’s guess.”
    “I’m sorry?”
    She smiled wider at me and settled herself on her bed. “Do you feel… married?”
    I stared at her, what the hell? “Uhh, sorry but how does one