Genesis's POV

It was happening.

And I was scared.

Things like this had happened before—but in more violent ways.

When he placed me on the bed, flashes of Jimmy surfaced in my mind. I forced them away.

I had fought before. But as time passed, I learned that resistance only led to more pain. It was easier to shut down, to detach, to let it happen.

That was what I planned to do now.

But for some reason, it wasn’t working.

My heart pounded in my chest, my breaths shallow. I felt fear, yes—but something else lurked beneath it. Something unfamiliar.

Anticipation.

That made no sense. There was nothing to...