“IfI’m beinghonest with myself … yesterday, but when I saw the way you foughtin the viewing room, there was no question about it. You weremine.”
“That was kind of the opposite effect I was goingfor.”
“Oh? And what were you going for?”
“I knew there wasn’t any hope for me, but I thoughtmaybe if I could show your clients how unsuccessful your methodswere at breaking slaves, they’d lose faith in your business.”
He laughed at that. “Nice try, but that would havenever worked. There are people out there with desires far moretwisted than mine are. Broken girl or not, they all selleventually. If anything, your little stunt just made them want youmore. You should be grateful I stepped in to rescue you.”
I raised an eyebrow at him. “And what about the restof the girls? Were they not as lucky as I was?” I suddenly fearedgreater for Kayla, wondering what kind of sadistic fuck hadpurchased her.
“Those girls are no longer your concern. They willacclimate to their new lives just as you will.”
“Assuming they live long enough,” I shot back.
“Again, not your concern.” He narrowed his eyes atme, that silent warning to drop the matter, but I wasn’t very goodat subtle hints.
“Well, tough shit; it is my concern. I care aboutthose girls because they aren’t just chattel tome asthey are to you.” He stepped away from thewall during my little rant and began sauntering toward me, but Ididn’t care. I continued on, giving him exactly what I wanted himto hear. “And if you think I’m just going to forget about it, thenyou’re dead fucking wrong.”
He was only a foot away from me now, so tall andsolid likea brick wall. It was soeasy to be intimidated by him, but I refused to show it, standingmy ground and refusing to allow my feet to take a single stepbackward.
“If you’re so concerned, then maybe once their newowners are finally done with them, I’ll have them deliver to youwhat’s left of their bodies. Just to bring a little peace to yourmind,” he said, his voice smooth and venomous, chilling me to myvery core.
My stomach churned and dropped at the thought of asick and twisted individual abusing Kayla or any one of those poorgirls. I hated him for his cruel words.
“You’re such a cruel bastard,” I said indisgust.
“And don’t you ever forget it,” he shot backharshly.
I stared at him with so much hate in my eyes Ithought they would burst, but I wasn’t finished with him yet. Ineeded to move the subject along and get him to divulge moreinformation.
“If you’re so cruel, then why ‘rescue’ me?” I asked,bringing my hands up in quotations.
“Because of your fight, yourstrength,and your resilience. Your resistance doessomething to me I’ve never felt before. It’s strong and intense,and it has a hold on me greater than anything I’ve ever known. Icouldn’t ignore it any longer. I had to have you. Very soon, Jaden,you'll come to see that you and I are one and the same. It wasdifficult for me to admit at first, but now, I see it couldn’t beclearer. I could tell from the first moment I saw you that you hadexactly what I’ve been searching for, and I’ve been searching for avery long time.”
“And just what is that?”
“I'm a bit of a hurricane, Jaden, and I need someonestrong enough to be able to withstand it. And I know you're theperfect one to do that."
“Is that supposed to scare me? That’s precious,” Imocked.
I stared him down. I would not let him intimidateme, no matter how much of a threat he was. I had the ability toturn my fear into anger and aggression, and I would show him myhurricane was just as strong and destructive as his was.
His chuckle was low and devious, and his eyesgleamed with intensity. Without warning, his arm shot out for mythroat, but my reflexes, unaffected by my fight downstairs,deflected hisstrike.But I lostit when his leg viciously swept the back of mine and I fell to thefloor on my back. He was on top of me before I had another chanceto react.
“I know … you’re little miss tough shit, aren’t you?Nothing scares you, right?” he growled inches from my face, his hotbreath warming my skin. I pushed against him, trying to find spaceand room to maneuver, but there was none. He pushed himself harderagainst me, practically crushing my body under his. “I can’t waitto be the one to change that.”
“Fuck you! No one intimidates me!” I tried to shoutat him, but it came out as garbled, gasped air. My fight wasofficially back, and I wasn’t letting it go this time.
He chuckled again and pressed his forehead to mine.“We’ll see about that,” he declared confidently.
Taking his weight from me, he picked me up by myneck and threw me against the wall, his big body trapping me inplace.
“Just what the fuck is it that you want from me?” Ishouted at him.
Placing his hands on my shoulders, he seemed torelax a little. “I want your utter and complete obedience, Jaden. Iwant your body. I want your loyalty. And I want your mind. I wantyou screaming my name while I fuck you into submission every night.And then I want you begging me for more.” He smiled cruelly atme.
For the first time, I was fucking speechless. Istared at him with a look of shock and disgust on my face becausethat was all I could muster. My brain and heart could barely handlewhat he just said to me.
