Unjustly Destroyed (Incapable Part Two) by Marie Skye Page B

tonight.”
    Grayson frowned. “No. It’s too risky.” He sat down next to me.
    “Grayson, you can’t keep me on lockdown. It’s just a few hours.” He sipped his coffee as he looked over his phone. I sighed because that was his way of not talking about it and ignoring my requests. I was just about to get up when he spoke again.
    “When did you stop seeing Dr. Klein?”
    I froze and slowly turned toward him. His gaze was hard and speculating. I cleared my throat. “I go twice a week.”
    He shook his head. “We both know that’s not true. So how about you tell me what the hell is going on.”
    I didn’t know what he wanted me to say. I couldn’t tell him about Carson right now. Before I could come up with what was probably my millionth lie, he spoke again.
    “I know more than you think, Emmalin. Just like you told Tyler you were having lunch with me, and you told me you were having lunch with Tyler, but you went to the park instead. Is that what happened, Emmalin?”
    I nervously swallowed.
    “And when were you going to tell me about Dale? I told you, I didn’t want you anywhere near him.”
    “I didn’t know he would be at the park, Grayson.”
    He took a step closer. “What did he say to you? He clearly made you upset. So upset you got sick.”
    I shook my head. “I don’t know.”
    “You don’t know? You don’t know, or you won’t say? Which is it?”
    “He was just saying stuff. About…” I took a deep breath. “Him and I together, and being crude, and I stopped the conversation before it could go any further, Grayson, I swear. Why are you blaming me for him showing up? I was minding my own business!” I felt myself getting louder and defensive, and he was perfectly calm.
    “Because I don’t like these newfound lies you’re spewing out all of a sudden. You lied about having lunch with Tyler. You’re evading security; you didn’t see Dr. Klein. Where the hell did you go if you didn’t see Dr. Klein?”
    I looked around the kitchen nervously. I didn’t have an answer so I just kept quiet. My body tensed, and I turned to face him. His gaze was focused on me. “What do you think my withholding your orgasms were about? Why did I do that?”
    I swallowed hard and focused on his chest. I couldn’t let him see the guilt in my eyes. He sighed. “Is it someone else?”
    My head snapped up. “No, of course not! “
    He was quiet a moment as he took a step forward, not saying anything. “Your bruises should be gone by now, right?”
    I stilled, and finally looked his way. I lightly felt the scarf around my neck. “I think so.”
    He nodded as he reached for the scarf around my neck, and my hand shot up. “It goes with the outfit, Grayson.”
    “Hmm, let’s see then.” He untied the scarf, letting it fall to the floor. He grabbed me by the shoulders, taking me to the mirror on the opposite wall. My breathing was heavy. We both stood there, not saying anything, just staring at the mirror. “Is there a reason why these marks look fresh?” I started to tremble.
    “They’re the same marks from the attack,” I whispered.
    He shook his head. “You forget; I was a bit of a sadist before I met you.” He tilted my head. “I know old markings from new. And these are new. You mind explaining how the fuck they got there?” I couldn’t say anything. His grip on me tightened. “You’re not going in today. I’ve suspended your privileges.”
    I looked at him, wide-eyed, in the mirror and turned around. “You can’t do that!”
    “I can’t? It’s done. What’s your next move?”
    I glared at him in shock before taking a step back. “So you’re firing me?”
    He ran his hand through his hair. “I’m not firing you, Emmalin, but you’re suspended for the rest of the week.” He stepped closer and lifted my chin so I had to look at him. “Did someone else do this?” My eyes welled with tears. He grabbed the nape of my neck, moving us closer together. “I need to protect you, but