[Forbidden book 02] Forbidden Rapture by Jaden Sinclair

“I told
    you last night that I thought my father was involved in what you
    were talking about. Remember?”
    “Yeah, I remember.”
    She shook her head, looking upward. “My mother just
    disappeared. Makayla was only five and my father lost everything
    he had to move us. We weren’t rich, but we sure as hell were
    better off than what we were when you first saw me.” Another
    deep breath and she met him in the eye once more. “He changed,
    Dane. Something about when my mother disappeared, he
    changed. And it wasn’t for the best.”
    “Usually never is.”
    “No, you don’t understand.” She pushed away from the table
    and stood up, pacing. “He took everything that was of value and
    locked it in his room. Any cash he got his hands on he hid. Bare
    essences were given to me and Makayla. It was like living with a
    damn stranger.”
    “How long?”
    “Six years,” she groaned. “Then, when Makayla turned
    sixteen, he changed again. One day, he didn’t give a shit about
    us, and then, the next he wanted to know everything. And I do
    mean everything, Dane. Our time of the month, who we saw, even
    how long it took us to get home from school. Everything.”
    “He beat you?”
    She looked at him quickly, only to lower her eyes to the floor.
    “Sometimes.”
    “And the pictures?”
    Samara rubbed her arms, hugging herself, closing her eyes.
    “Ten months ago. After I graduated from high school, he stopped
    letting me out. I had to cook, clean, and take care of everything.
    He came home one night and told me that someone was
    interested in me. I was to dress up and take pictures of myself. If I
    didn’t, then he was going to have Makayla do it and it wasn’t going
    to be pretty.” Once more she met Dane in the eye. “I had no
    choice,” she whispered.

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    Forbidden Rapture: Tales of the Forbidden, Book 2, Jaden Sinclair

    He stood up slowly, his cheek twitching. “What else?” Samara
    shook her head, and Dane hit the table with his fist. “What else?”
    he demanded.
    She jumped from the sudden outburst and took a step back.
    “It lasted for six months. Then, I had to dress up and go to this
    place where the guy who paid for it all looked at me.”
    “Looked at you?” Now she heard the anger in his voice, along
    with the disbelief. “You telling me that your father whored you
    out?”
    “No.” She shook her head and held up a finger. “I was never
    touched.”
    “Oh, I know, you were untouched, in one way.”
    “Dane, please,” she started to cry now. “I did it to protect my
    sister.”
    Dane rubbed his face and took several deep breaths. “I’m not
    pissed at you.” He held his hand up. “But I’m going to kill your
    father.”
    She put both hands up to her mouth, took several deep
    breaths before lowering them and speaking again. “I think he was
    going to sell me.” It was hard to talk. “And I’m damn sure he’s got
    something planned for Makayla.”
    “Come here.” He held his arms out for her and Samara rushed
    to him. He held her tight and she welcomed it. “Nothing’s going to
    happen to Makayla. And I understand why you didn’t want to say
    anything. If I was in your shoes, I’d want to forget about it also.”
    “Something isn’t right,” her voice muffled against his chest.
    “The rage in his face when they came to get me for the
    Compound. I’ve seen Ryland pissed before, but that was
    something I’ve never seen before.” She pulled back enough to
    look up at him. “It was almost like he was scared and angry at the
    same time.”
    Dane touched the side of her face. “I think it’s time I had a
    meeting with your father.” Samara shook her head. Fear had
    rendered her speechless. “Yeah, way past time.”
    “Dane, please,” she licked her lips, fisting her hands into his
    shirt. “You don’t know what he’s like.”
    “And he doesn’t know what I’m like, especially when I’m
    pissed.”

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“Why is it that every time I come home, I get