GABRIEL (Killer Book 2) by Bonny Capps Read Free Book Online Page A

edge, “Am I supposed to wear this?”
    “Yes.”
    “Why?” I respond, my eyes snapping back to his.
    He grabs the collar and holds it in front of him, “This will remind you of your place while you’re here in my home. Here, you are mine to do as I please. I can assure you that it will be a pleasurable experience if you cooperate. Now hold up your hair so I can put it on you.”
    I place my hand over my neck as I look up at him, “I’m not an animal. I’m not yours to own, Gabriel.”
    He smirks as he steps closer. Leaning in, he whispers into my ear, “You are whatever I want you to be. If I want you to eat and drink from a dog bowl, you will. If I want to fuck you, I will.” He pauses as he runs his fingers down my arm, “See, that’s how things work here. You can either sleep in my soft bed with me, or you can be chained to the floor of the dungeon. You can either eat fine foods, or you can eat mush. Cause and effect.”
    He steps back, his eyes never leaving mine.
    “What happens after you’re done using me?” I ask, feeling the last of my pride escape my lungs with each word.
    Smiling, he runs the back of his fingers over my cheek, “Then I say goodnight.”
My lips part, but I cannot spit out a response. If he says ‘goodnight’, that means that I die, and I’m not ready. Not after everything that I’ve survived.
    So, I gather my hair and hold it up, allowing him to step behind me so he can secure his ‘reminder’ around my neck.
    I squeeze my eyes shut as the collar clicks locked, sealing my fate.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     



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    "All of the sudden I realized that I had just done something that separated me from the human race and it was something that could never be undone, I realized that from that point on I could never be like normal people. I must have stood there in that state for 20 minutes. I have never felt an emptiness of self like I did right then and I never will forget that feeling. It was like I crossed over into a realm I could never come back from."
    -David Gore
     
    I watch as her golden hair hangs down around her face. Her lips are pursed as she looks down at the warm pasta. The collar is secured around her neck, and the leash lies flat in the valley between her breasts.
    “Are you going to eat?”
    Her sapphire eyes meet mine from across the table momentarily before she diverts them again. “I’m not hungry.”
    Tilting my head to the side, I examine this stubborn woman. She’s not like the others, and I’m pissed at myself for not leaving her alone. How can I say goodnight to someone that fought through such a harsh life, yet survived?
    I stand and approach her, causing her to flinch slightly. I grab the plate and walk into the kitchen. Dumping its contents, I rinse the dish and set it in the sink before returning to her.
    I hold a hand out, and she stares at it blankly. “Come.”
    Licking her lips, she places her hand in mine and follows me up the stairs.
    I lead her first into my bedroom and then the bathroom before turning on the shower. Steam fills the bathroom quickly as I turn and face her, “Go on. Take a shower.”
    I turn and leave her, closing the door behind me.
    I sit on the edge of my bed and pull my phone from my pocket.
    Mom 7:40 PM
    We’re having family dinner next Sunday. Please come.
    I miss you, son.
    Love, Mom xoxo
    Sighing, I look across the room at my reflection in the large mirror above my dresser. My hair is disheveled. I look tired. My eyes hold more knowing than they should at twenty-five years old. I need to shave. I need to hit the gym again. It’s been days since my last workout.
    The worst part, as I look into this mirror, is that I see him .
    The man who held my mother captive and did unthinkable things to her. I was born as a result of a monstrous act. I have evil in my veins. No-matter how I try and contain my madness, I still kill, just as he did. I took a woman, just as he did - against her will. I’m sick,