Sacked and Sleighed: A Stolen Obsessions Christmas Novella by Aurelia Knight

Author:Aurelia Knight [Knight, Aurelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 6

KLAUS

We pull up outside Johnson’s Tree Farm, family trees for four generations. The scumbag with the mirror taped to his shoes sits next to me with an obvious erection, and it takes all my self-control not to stab him in the dick right here for using that mirror to look up Bianca’s skirt. I don’t because he’s not the only one learning a lesson tonight.

Their usual display and Christmas fair are all closed up, the last employee leaving promptly at eight thirty. The big wooden sign glows with the lights beneath it, and I slow down as I turn in and up the long, winding drive. I’ve been coming here since I was a kid, and so has Bianca.

I watch it on her face as she recognizes where we are, and I wonder if she remembers meeting me here all those years ago. I watch her face in the mirror. She doesn’t. I shouldn’t be surprised, but I am angry.

Old man Johnson hasn’t been staying on the farm since he’s been seeing the dairy farming widow two houses down, and I’ve made use of the farm and his house when I need to. It’s one of the pros of not being real—someone without an identity, but also many. I’m whoever I need to be and have been ever since I realized I could never play a part in normal society.

I pull the car to a stop deep into the parking area where there isn’t any chance of us being seen from the road. Bianca’s breathing hard in the back, ratcheting up my tension and soothing the part of me that demands retribution. How dare she beg me not to hurt the children when I was doing everything I could to impress her? To prove to her how good I could be with them, how worthy I am. I’d never hurt children. They’re honest, chaotic, and fun.

“Are you excited, Bianca?”

“Bianca, that’s a pretty name.” The passenger creep makes a sound close to a purr. I don’t even have a cunt, and it closes up. I can’t imagine how my Snowflake feels. Hopefully like questioning me in any capacity is a mistake.

“Fuck you, Klaus.”

“Klaus, huh? Funny name for Santa. Don’t worry, Sugar Cookie, we’re going to fuck you plenty.” Did he just nickname her?

That was a poor choice.

I crack open my door but don’t bother to correct his misapprehension. He’ll figure out he won’t be touching her soon enough. A little sob from Bianca, an excited laugh of anticipation from the creep beside me. He thinks we’re here to rape her. At least that’s what I told him at the mall to get him to accompany us. He fucking agreed and shook my hand over it like a sick, greedy asshole with barely two sentences spoken.

I open her door. She scrambles away, kicking to escape. I take a couple of blows to my chest as I grab her by the upper arm and yank her out and onto her feet. I’m not angry with her for fighting.

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