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I did not just think that.
Nope.
Right then, he glances at me over his shoulder, and I’m left with nothing but shame riddled on my face. The lopsided smirk on his face grows and grows.
Oh, God. He definitely knows I saw him now.
I guess I’m all in.
No way back anyway.
I’m here, locked up in this damn room until he decides what he wants to do with me.
And he’s sure as hell made his intentions known.
I gulp down the lump in my throat.
Why is this so hard when I know what’s at stake? If I don’t keep him away from both his family and mine, there will be hell to pay.
He doesn’t know Jill is alive, but I still want to protect her, and the only way to do that is to give in.
Suddenly, he turns around, his hands filled with small slats of wood he just cut up along with a screwdriver, and he marches toward me. I stumble away from the window just in time before he smacks a slat against it, the sound knocking me off balance. I fall onto the floor butt first as he screws the slats straight into the wood, covering parts of the tiny window until there are only small slits I can see through.
Like a prison bar made of wood.
Chills run across my spine.
He wants to keep me locked up here.
I get up from the floor and knock on the window, but he ignores me. “You can’t do this. Let me out of here.”
Of course, all he does is stare at me like some grumpy bastard. With screws clenched between his teeth, he bars the only window I had to the outside world.
“Are you serious right now?” I mope, making sure my breasts are hidden underneath the ripped-up shirt before his eyes slide over me just as his hands did only hours before, and something about that makes me swallow. Hard.
My gun is somewhere on the ground outside, far away from my reach. The only shot I had at winning slipped right through my fingers. And he took my phone, so I have no way to reach anyone for help. God fucking knows where he hid it.
Why did I even think any of my ideas would work?
I should’ve just killed him when I had the chance.
At least then, I wouldn’t have to deal with these insufferable lusty feelings he’s created.
I sigh out loud as he puts the last slat in place and throws me a final look through the small slit in the middle. As he turns around, I get up, rush to the window, and slam my fists against the glass.
“Let me out!”
It falls on deaf ears as he walks off to wherever.
How long will he leave me here in this cold room without food, a drink, a blanket, or even a proper bed? He can’t do this.
“Hey! I’m talking to you!” I yell, but I doubt he can hear it through this window.
I grumble to myself and set my eyes on the door. I jerk the door handle, but of course, it’s locked. There must be something I can do to get out of here.
My gaze falls on the only thing accompanying me in this frigid room … a giant box that looks like a freezer. It’s just big enough to stash a human body.
The thought gives me shivers.
