33. It's My Fault

Chapter 33 Sienna POV My mind was going hazy. Jake had already removed the rope from my wrist, and I was clenching my thighs tightly together, every muscle in my body fighting the heat crawling up inside me. He stood from the chair across the room, just staring, like a freak, like I was some twisted fantasy of his. He wasn’t going to get what he wanted. Never. I would fight it till the end. Lorenzo had to be looking for me by now. I had to hold on for him. “Flower, come to me,” Jake said. I glared at him, curling my toes so hard they ached, and a sick smirk crept across his face. “Flower, you're so stubborn… huh. You know why I like you most? That stubbornness of yours, it’s so damn cute,” he muttered. “Shut up! Flower, flower—you psycho!” I screamed, my voice cracking in rage. He paused, went silent like a machine just cut off, then jumped down from the chair and dusted off his clothes like he didn’t just hear me curse him out. He walked over to the table again, and I watched, heart s