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Chapter 2 - I'll never be good enough

Paige POV:

After my bath I quickly brushed my bra length blond hair and put it in a messy bun. I put on my light pink cotton sleep set with the button up shirt and matching shorts. It is a beautiful against my pale skin. The collar barely hides the bruising along my chest but it's fine since I'm home.

I rush to the kitchen where Trevor is sitting at the island drinking a cup of tea and reading the car magazine he likes. "What would you like for dinner my love?" I ask sweetly trying not to piss him off. Lasagna with salad, and garlic toast the way I like." He said flatly not looking at me.

I start to gather the ingredients and prepare his food. When I finish putting the lasagna together and pop it in the oven I start on the salad. As I'm chopping I feel his hands snake around my waist. I wasn't expecting it so I jump slightly. "Careful love. You almost headbutted my nose." He says taking a big wiff of my neck and kissing it.

I wish it could always be this sweet and intimate. Why do I always mess it up? I know if I was just good he would love me like he used to. I know it because I can feel it when he makes love to me. It's the only way I know he still loves me come to think of it.

I was pulled from my thoughts by the sound of the timer going off. I continued my task of making dinner and when it was finished I made Trevor his food and set the table. "Dinner." I called as I placed his plate down in front of his chair. My plate remains empty because he only allows me to eat once he is finished. I sit in my spot across from him and wait.

"Looks good." He says patting my head and sitting down. I can't help but feel like it's a step in the right direction. I quietly sit with him as he eats and get up to refill his tea when he needs it. Once he is finished I clear his spot and expect him to go back to the rerun baseball game he is watching. He doesn't though. Instead he sits there watching me as I take his plate to the sink and return to my seat.

"New rule pet. You won't be eating until the kitchen is clean. Make your plate then clean the kitchen. When you're done to my standard, you may eat." He says nonchalantly taking another sip from his tea. I know better than to argue so I simply reply. "Yes sir." And hang my head as I do what I was told. He chuckles sinisterly and props his feet on the table.

"Also you're going back to work tomorrow so I'll be going out tonight." I paused momentarily knowing what that means. He is going to her house. I know he has needs I can't fulfill fully but damn it still hurts. I close my eyes to hold back the tears and steady my voice. "Yes sir." I whisper just loud enough for him to hear. I turn to see him smiling and he gets up from the table.

He comes over to where I'm doing the dishes and slaps my ass as hard as he can. I let out a loud fake moan knowing if I scream instead he will do it with the belt. "I'll be home before you have to leave for work. I won't have you riding with that bitch again." He spits pinching my inner thigh hard. I helped in pain and said a frantic "Yes sir." As he twisted his pinch tighter. He let go and turned me to gave him. I tried to steady my breathing as he looked at my face.

"Good girl." He says kneeling on his knees so his face was level with my p***y. I held my breath as he pulled down my shorts and reaches a hand up to stroke my folds. "You still have the prettiest p***y baby." He says right before he bites down on my labia. I cry out in pain and can't stop the tears that streak my face. "Please, please, I'll be good." I sob. Finally he releases me and stands. "I'll see you tomorrow." He says and then leaves.

'I'll never be good enough..' I sink to the floor and sob repeating it over and over.

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