All Chapters of Sold and in love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

(Becca) With my eyes closed I take a deep breath, the morning sun warming up my face through the bedroom's window. I never wake up early and I never open the curtains. I am usually lingering in bed till late morning, partly hoping that if I stay still I will stop breathing and it will all be over, partly because of the soreness between my thighs. Every night is a rape, worse than yesterday and less than tomorrow.

(Lucas) I knew she would ask again. The divorce that is. This was the second time she asked. First time I took my whole wrath of anger on her till she fainted in my arms. And when she did I caressed her for tenth of minutes in a row, tasting her skin and filling my lungs with her smell to last with me till the next time she wouldn't be conscious and I could refill. That night was my torture, my travel to hell and back.