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Muscles ached from over exertion, but that was to be expected. It wasn’t every day I moved dead bodies or ran for my life.
I was far more concerned by my lack of clothing and precarious position. In nothing but my bra and underwear, I was bound to a small wooden chair. My hands were knotted securely behind my back by what felt like a thick piece of nylon. After toying with it for a few minutes, I knew it wasn’t going to give.
I surveyed my new surroundings. There was a large baroque bed against the wall off to my immediate left, two matching nightstands on either side of it. The entire room was done in dark, saturated colors, and absent of clutter. All the windows were covered in floor to ceiling curtains, twice the size of me. A familiar scent lingered here, a mixture of cinnamon and citrus.
This had to be Rhett’s room. Or, at least somewhere he frequented. The space was certainly opulent enough.
If there was one thing for certain about whoever he was, he had money.
Voices carried from the hall. I strained to hear what they were saying, but I was too far away. A small creak had my gaze flying to the doorway. Rolling my lips to get some saliva going, I shook my head to clear away the hair blocking my view.
Rhett stood there with a glass of water in his hand, his too pretty face set in the unreadable mask I couldn’t stand. He was dressed in a way I’d never seen him before, donning an all-white button down that hugged his sculpted form, the sleeves rolled partially back, black dress pants, and a flashy watch probabl
y worth more than my whole house.
His jet-black hair was still styled the same, though. The beautiful ink on his flawless skin poked out where it. And those stunning eyes were focused solely on my person.
It never felt as if he were looking at me, but through me. I’d still paint him, even now. He was too beautiful not to. Far too gorgeous to be a damned psychopath, yet here we were.
“Sleep well?” he finally asked, stepping into the room. “It was a bit of a drive.”
“Where am I?”
“Where you belong. Your friends here too.”
Emery. I should have counted on her being caught. Her self-preservation and survival skills were pitifully lacking. I wouldn’t have been surprised if she jumped off the roof just to go knock on the front door and ask if they’d let us go nicely. Precisely why on the off chance one of us could escape, it had to be her. Leaving her to the wolves was signing her death certificate.
“What did you do to her?”
“Nothing. She’ll be safe, for now.”
I shut my eyes and expelled a deep breath. I wasn’t in the mood to play with him. “What does that mean?”
“Exactly what I said. What happens to her from here on out is up to you.”
At the sound of a click, I opened my eyes and turned my head. He’d locked us in the room together. With me tied to a chair and practically naked, I was at a severe disadvantage.
I tugged at my restraints once more, but there was no point. The only way I’d be getting free was if someone set me loose. I cast another look around, searching for something that would help me, and avoiding his gaze.
“Bringing you here took more effort than I’d originally anticipated. You don’t like to make things easy.”
I whipped my head around, discolored hues clashing with silver.
“I never asked for you to do any of this. And the older couple? You didn’t have to kill them.”
“Aht aht, a bullet killed them; I just pulled the trigger.”
“What is wrong with you?”
“The same thing that’s wrong with you. I kill whenever it suits my needs and to get what I want, and what I wanted, was you.”
Me? My heart had the gall to trip over itself, as if he’d just made some deep declaration of love.
“Water?” He held the glass towards me.
He must have thought I was an idiot. “And risk being drugged again? I’m good.”
“I’d apologize for that, except I’m not sorry. Had you listened to me those people would still be alive, and I wouldn’t have had to resort to such…extreme tactics.”
