Chapter 15: Don't Lie

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Veronica's POV

His eyes draped down my body as I tried covering it, "Oh no don't cover what's mine to look at"

"Grey-Greyson fuck... fuck off-off" I stuttered as heat ran to my face, and my thighs shut together

The smirk on his face was scary, the tension was thicker then you could every think of

I grabbed the towel from the toilet and shut the shower off,"Greyson- please...please- just leave"

Stepping out of the shower trying to avoid his tall figure

Without being able to make it out his hand was wrapped out my throat

My head throbbed as he roughly hit me against the wall

His grip on my neck was so tight I'm probably not gonna be able to speak for the next week

My hands gripes his arms trying to get away

"We're gonna have a little chat, alight"

"Grey- Greyson... please" I struggled with the lack of air

"I'm in charge now, after that act you pulled the other night I let you have the last couple days. But now I'm in fucking charge, you do as I say or I'll fucking kill you"

"You obey me, your mine, mine to look at, mine to fuck, Mine to beat, mine to do whatever the fuck I want. Understood?"

I could feel the bruise forming under his hand, I could barley breath

He laughs, "And you really think that your short, pathetic body is worth it? I'm gonna tell you the truth, any guy that as ever tried to get to know you, just wants your disgusting body"

Tears ran down my face

Stop being so weak Veronica

He then gets closer, whispering "I'm going on a business trip, I won't be here for a week. You better fucking behave or so help me god I'll fuck you so hard and deep you'll be crying for me to stop"

"Is that clear, Mrs. Mendez?"

"Fuck- fuck... you- you" I stuttered as I tried catching my breath

His jaw clenched and his grip got tighter

He then lets go, causing me to fall to the floor

"I'll see you later Ronnie"

And then he left

Leaving me in disgust

Leaving me in a way I haven't felt in years

Disgusted of my own body

Salty tears ran down my face, I sobbed, breaking down on the bathroom floor

I then heard the door slam, letting me know he left

I forced my shaky body to get up and get dressed

I felt useless

Walking over to the dresser, finding designer clothes in just my size

How the fuck did he know

Fucking stalker

I dressed in the rich, expensive clothing heading down stairs

My hands wraped around my body, not wanting anyone to see what I looked like

I then reached the kitchen finding a blue eyed blonde

"JJ-JJ?" I questioned

He turned around, a face filled with confusion and concern

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked

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