Chapter 117:
Makenna’s POV:
It had been a wild night. The memories were hazy as I lost consciousness under Bryan’s relentless torment. When I woke, my bedroom was eerily empty. Just like before, Bryan had left after satisfying his twisted urges.
“Bastard,” I muttered under my breath. With great effort, I dragged my aching body upright. My bones felt as if they had been dislocated, and my private parts throbbed with pain. “Damn him.” I cursed Bryan repeatedly, wishing he would fall when he climbed the window of my room. Maybe if he broke a leg, he would leave me alone.
My frustration was interrupted by knocks on the door. Lily’s voice called out, “Morning, Makenna. Breakfast is ready.”
“I’ll be right there,” I replied, enduring the pain as I shuffled toward the bathroom. Looking into the mirror, I was greeted by the sight of bruises and kiss marks on my neck. Bryan’s perversion was all too visible. Fury bubbled up inside me, and I pounded the sink, cursing him again.
I had no choice but to find a high-necked blouse to hide the marks before going downstairs. Lily had finished cooking and set the table. Seeing her brought back the memory of her standing just outside my door while Bryan and I had been engaged in our unspeakable activities. Embarrassment made me avoid her gaze as I hurried to help with the dishes, hoping to cover my discomfort. Fortunately, Lily didn’t seem to notice anything amiss.
Once we were seated, I thanked her. “Thank you so much for making breakfast, Lily.”
Lily waved it off. “It’s no big deal. I’m staying here now, so I should do something to repay you…” Her sentence trailed off as she studied me with a curious look.
I was taken aback. “What’s wrong?”
Lily’s eyes were fixed on my neck, and she seemed uncomfortable. “What happened to your neck?”
Realizing what she was referring to, I quickly covered it and tried to adjust my collar. I hadn’t expected her to notice the marks.
𝔐𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔲𝔭𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔤𝔞𝔩𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔰.𝔠𝔬𝔪
Lily’s face grew red as she seemed to piece together the meaning behind them. Stammering, she asked, “In your room yesterday, there…”
“There were mosquitoes,” I interjected quickly, fearing she might figure out the truth from the marks. “I was bitten by mosquitoes.”
“But last night, I thought I heard…” Lily’s skepticism was clear. Before she could press further, I cut her off sharply.
“Enough. It was just mosquitoes.” I stuck to my story, though my mind was racing. It was Bryan’s fault for making me moan and struggle to keep quiet. I wondered if Lily had heard those strange sounds.
Feeling increasingly uncomfortable with Lily’s questions, I was about to make an excuse to leave when the doorbell rang.
Thank goodness.
I practically ran to the door, relief flooding over me. A servant stood outside, bowing slightly. “Good morning, Miss Dunn. Please put on your dress and attend Gamma Frank’s wedding.”
