Thrust Into His Arms

“Iwouldratherdiethanbirthamonster'schild.”Shespat.Thisdrewoutalowderisivechucklefromthetallfigurestandinginfrontofher.Hegrabsherjawfirmly,forcinghertolookintohiseyes.Hisotherhandsecuresherwriststightlyaboveherhead.Thewallmeetsherspinebecauseofhowpinnedsheisagainstit.Lipshoveringclosetohers,hewhispers,Notonlyareyougoingtocarrymychildandbirthit.IamgoingtokeepyouburiedundermeforaslongasIwish.Makingsuremycockistheonlythingthatyouknowandremember.RuiningyouforanyoneelselikeIdidbefore.Shatteredintoamillionpiecesbyhersixthheartbreak,Gwenethgaveherselftoalcoholandarecklessonenightstandwithastranger.Thestrangerhappenstobenoneotherthanthecold,charismaticCalyxLamont—herhighschoolbullyandaspawnofthedevil.Heissomeonethatshehadgivenheralltorunawayfrom.Amanthatshehadsworetoneverencounteragain.Onemonthlater,Gwenethisfacedwiththedreadfulrealizationofapregnancy.AswellasanironcladcontractfromCalyxLamonttobehiscontractwifeandbirththebaby—allagainstherwishes.