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He made me wait an hour before he came for me.
Considering I’d been screaming at him—or his empty car—I’d half expected him to leave me in jail the entire night before coming to me with another offer.
My brother was long gone, and no one gave me a second glance when the woman came in saying I’d posted bail.
Maybe they figured pimps did that for their women.
Except I’d never had one of those.
I walked out of the police station into the rain, and with an amused smirk at the dark SUV waiting on the street, I turned and headed in the opposite direction.
I hadn’t gotten more than a dozen feet away when Mickey snatched my wrist and pulled me into his embrace. “I told you what would happen if you walked away from me again . . .”
“And I told you that you’d beg for your life if you grabbed me again.”
He laughed, low and dark. “Get in the car. Please,” he added as an afterthought.
I giggled and bit on my bottom lip as I turned to face him. “Pretty sure there are easier ways to talk to me than getting me arrested and bailing me out. And as it turns out, I don’t like men who do that. Imagine that.”
He pulled me close and pressed his lips to my ear. “You needed to be taught a lesson. Don’t make me drag you.”
I lifted my face to the crying sky and laughed wildly when he tried to pull me toward the car. I spun in his arms, but when my spins brought us face to face again, I angrily said, “Keep trying to pull me somewhere I don’t want to go, Mickey. We’re outside of a police station. I can easily scream for help.”
“I’ll make you scream.” His words were a promise, his tone pure seduction. “Think you’ve been fucked, Jessica? You won’t remember your life before me once I’m done with you.”
“Is that so?” I said with a smirk.
The thought of him touching me in that way made me dizzy. My stomach turned, forcing me to fight through the nausea and dark memories that threatened beneath the surface.
“Scream it from underneath me or on your knees while begging me for your mother’s life. Either way, those lips will be screaming my name.” When my smirk faltered, he nodded toward the car. “Get in.”
I followed numbly and didn’t say a word once we were sitting in the car—our positions reversed from the day before.
When the car left its parking spot, my heart began racing.
I’d never been in this car and had it move.
“Where are we going?”
“You’ve shown me you’re too defiant to trust. I need to be able to keep an eye on you.” He slid his phone out of his pocket and tapped rapidly on the screen. “I’ll give you the world, Jessica. You just need to give me you.”
I belonged to no man.
My chest ached like a weight was pressing down on it when green, hate-filled eyes flashed through my mind.
I shook my head to push him from my mind and said, “I want to see my mom.”
“That’s not how this works. Show me that you’re mine and I’ll give you what you want.”
And if I don’t?
The unspoken question hung in the air between us, and Mickey leaned forward to grab my chin. “Continue to be defiant. Walk away from me again. Say you don’t belong to me again. Do it, Jessica. I want you to. Because then you’ll see what I can do with a single thought. You won’t have a mother to worry about anymore.”
A stuttered breath ripped from my lungs.
No.
No, no, no.
