Camilla Carter has had a rough life of abuse and pain. Her twin sister protects her as much as she can, until she can't. Keaton Woods, a boxing fighter who hates any man for laying a finger on a woman. Keaton is also an underground fighter. How does...
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"You know how when you're in a car and it's pouring rain, you go under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it's almost peaceful. Then you finally get from under the bridge, and everything hits you a little harder than before. You were my bridge."
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"Devin, what are you doing here?"
He pushes himself off the door frame and walks inside, shutting the door behind him.
"Please walk right in," I roll my eyes.
He leans against the door, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Why are you here?" I ask, my voice seeping with annoyance.
"Do you remember how three months ago, I told you, you would find out in a couple of weeks why I was working with your dad?"
I nod while tapping my wrist as if a watch was there. "News flash, it's been a lot longer than a couple of weeks."
"You will find out next week."
I throw my hands up in frustration. "Why can't you tell me now?"
He pulls something out of his pocket.
I back up. "No, no buddy. We aren't doing this again!" I yell, taking more steps back.
Within a second, he grabs my arm and pulls me into his arms. He takes the cap off of the needle and stabs it into my arm.
I fight to stay awake as I try to get out of his arms.
He puts a hand over my mouth, keeping me in place. "Don't fight it Cami."
My eyes slowly fluttered shut as my body went limb against his touch.
I felt him pick me up in his arms. "No one can protect you now." Is all he says before blackness seeps throughout me.
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My eye feel heavy as the darkness lessens until my eyes fully open.
I look up and see my hands are chained up to the ceiling and I'm sitting in a wooden chair.
My vision is foggy as I try to adjust my eyes from how heavy they feel.
I look around and see a dim light.
This room is the basement of my house.
Devin and my dad are clearly working together.
"Princess is finally awake." Devin chirps, approaching me.
"What is this?" I ask, raising my head to make eye contact.
