before the wedding, I started having serious second thoughts. Twenty-two is a long way from nineteen when you’d been through what I was going through. I was worried about myself because I’d begun to crave being told what to do and what to wear. I liked that he made all the decisions and the sex was good. It was everything leading up to it that was the problem. I tried to seduce him one time without all of that, when he was in the shower. He got so angry that I took the initiative, that he put me in the kneeling position and left me there for ten hours. I couldn’t support my own body weight when I tried to stand. I never tried that stunt again.”
“I still had the bank account that he’d set up for me and although he kept making regular deposits, I spent very little. From my years pre-Tony, I was naturally frugal. I bought the clothes he expected me to wear, but I didn’t require much else. A week before the wedding, he was out of town. Austin wanted to take me out for the last time as the brother of a ‘single woman’ and I broke down in the restaurant. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I told him everything. We had to leave because he was so angry, I thought he was going to tear the place up. He drove us home and we started talking details. I showed him my bank balance and he was flabbergasted. He’d never seen so many zeroes, but it gave him an idea. One we discussed in detail.”
“We thought about telling Connie and Pauley the whole story, and then realized that if we did, they’d have no choice but to confront Tony about it. He would deny it of course and probably close my account before he took out his personal revenge. Like I said, he’d never hit me in anger before, but I’d never made him angry. Not the kind of anger THIS would generate. Then there was the distinct possibility that he’d take it out on Austin. After all, I was his perfect little sub and I’d never consider leaving him or telling his parents so it would have had to have been Austin’s idea, right? Our plans got trickier. I couldn’t tell Tony I was having second thoughts because he was out of town and I had no way to reach him. He always told me that it had to be that way because his head had to be in the fight and if I needed anything, or there was a problem, I should contact his father. We didn’t think that was a viable alternative under the circumstances.”
“The first thing we did was tell Chase. He’d made Detective by then and we knew we’d need his help if this was going to work. After he got over his plot for he and Austin to beat the shit out of him with baseball bats, he was onboard. The next day, we emptied my bank account in a series of multiple cashier’s checks. Then Chase and Austin came here and found the bar. Chase used his connections to find a place in one of the burrows that was reasonably priced with a motivated seller. The economy sucked and the guy hadn’t made improvements in at least a decade. We had more than enough for the bar and the improvements and it had the apartment upstairs that we could live in. Forty-eight hours later, the two of them had moved all of our stuff out of the old place and had deposited the rest of our money into a new account. We had enough to live on because we knew how to be careful. I found a job here and we both started breathing a little easier.”
“The day before the wedding, my phone rang and it was Tony. We’d both gotten new phones and numbers, but I’d kept the old one activated until the end of the month, just for this call. We could not let any of them become suspicious. He wanted me at the brownstone when he got there. I stayed calm and told him that it was bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding. Thirty minutes later, he finally acquiesced and he told me to consider it his ‘wedding gift’ because he wouldn’t be making a habit of letting me
“I still had the bank account that he’d set up for me and although he kept making regular deposits, I spent very little. From my years pre-Tony, I was naturally frugal. I bought the clothes he expected me to wear, but I didn’t require much else. A week before the wedding, he was out of town. Austin wanted to take me out for the last time as the brother of a ‘single woman’ and I broke down in the restaurant. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I told him everything. We had to leave because he was so angry, I thought he was going to tear the place up. He drove us home and we started talking details. I showed him my bank balance and he was flabbergasted. He’d never seen so many zeroes, but it gave him an idea. One we discussed in detail.”
“We thought about telling Connie and Pauley the whole story, and then realized that if we did, they’d have no choice but to confront Tony about it. He would deny it of course and probably close my account before he took out his personal revenge. Like I said, he’d never hit me in anger before, but I’d never made him angry. Not the kind of anger THIS would generate. Then there was the distinct possibility that he’d take it out on Austin. After all, I was his perfect little sub and I’d never consider leaving him or telling his parents so it would have had to have been Austin’s idea, right? Our plans got trickier. I couldn’t tell Tony I was having second thoughts because he was out of town and I had no way to reach him. He always told me that it had to be that way because his head had to be in the fight and if I needed anything, or there was a problem, I should contact his father. We didn’t think that was a viable alternative under the circumstances.”
“The first thing we did was tell Chase. He’d made Detective by then and we knew we’d need his help if this was going to work. After he got over his plot for he and Austin to beat the shit out of him with baseball bats, he was onboard. The next day, we emptied my bank account in a series of multiple cashier’s checks. Then Chase and Austin came here and found the bar. Chase used his connections to find a place in one of the burrows that was reasonably priced with a motivated seller. The economy sucked and the guy hadn’t made improvements in at least a decade. We had more than enough for the bar and the improvements and it had the apartment upstairs that we could live in. Forty-eight hours later, the two of them had moved all of our stuff out of the old place and had deposited the rest of our money into a new account. We had enough to live on because we knew how to be careful. I found a job here and we both started breathing a little easier.”
“The day before the wedding, my phone rang and it was Tony. We’d both gotten new phones and numbers, but I’d kept the old one activated until the end of the month, just for this call. We could not let any of them become suspicious. He wanted me at the brownstone when he got there. I stayed calm and told him that it was bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding. Thirty minutes later, he finally acquiesced and he told me to consider it his ‘wedding gift’ because he wouldn’t be making a habit of letting me
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