Trapped: Her Love Story#MoreFuckedThanFifty 




TRAPPED: Her Love Story

By Shannon Youngblood 
Here’s a little sneak peek for ya!

I’ll tell you JUST A LITTLE!

It’s a Stockholm syndrome book

The fact that I am wearing no clothes should frighten me. The vulnerability most normal people have when naked and exposed to the world is an emotion I’m not accustomed to any longer. Preston made sure of that, just as he made sure I was properly trained, properly mannered, and properly subservient to only him. You would think that forty-five degrees without a scrap of material to cover my raw flesh would cripple me. You would think that, but you would be wrong.

As every car passes me by, I do what I’ve done for the past sixteen months, two weeks, three days, and four hours. I count. I count the number of cars, the number of trucks, the number of vans. I count the red ones, the green ones, the black ones, and the silver ones. I notice every passenger. The brunettes, the blondes, the red heads and the balding. I count them all. Just as Preston taught me, and although he’s driven away, and I don’t know if I will ever see him again, I know without a doubt I must follow his rules. If I fail his rules, he won’t love me back, and if he doesn’t love me back, I will surely die. And although death will afford me the peace I’ve dreamed about for nearly two years, I cringe knowing that no one will mourn the loss of the nameless, soulless girl who fell for the man that broke her.


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