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I sighed contentedly, and his lips lifted up in the tiniest of smiles.
“You’ve done well, Kassandra. I am pleased with you,” he replied, taking a hold of my hand and circling it with his own. My leave to pleasure myself was over and now, he’d taken back full control. His hold was powerful and intense. I thrived under it.
Ever since I had met him, far away in the confines of his villa, I had felt his pull. I had wanted to find him and when I did, it had grown all the more powerful. I had thought it was strong after he’d fucked me in his office, but now it only seemed to amplify in intensity.
I bit my lip.
“Now, you’re going to leave here. You’re going to run.”
The door to my chamber clicked and swung open, just a little bit. I watched it with a sense of wonder. How the hell had he done that?
A soft caress to my cheek turned my gaze back toward him.
“Go down the hallway and take the stairs. Run, my little warrior and fight your way out. When you reach the roof, I will tell you what to do next,” he said softly. I nodded. I trusted him. He was going to get me out of here. He was going to save me.
Slowly, he sat back, and I slid off my small, twin-sized bed. I pulled my pants back up around my waist, but my inner thighs rubbed together, slick with the remnants of my orgasm. I could feel the bite at my throat throb gently, but I didn’t touch it.
Slipping on a pair of socks and then some sneakers, I tiptoed toward the door. Looking back at him one final time, I smiled.
“You’re going to be mine forever, Kassandra.”
My heart leapt into my throat and I shivered with pleasure. I couldn’t wait.
I slipped down the hall undetected. The walls were barren, sickeningly clinical and I was suddenly awash with the intense desire to get away from this place. I’d been placed here against my will and any manner of consent had been torn away from me. It was time to change that. When I reached the stairway, the door clicked open just as I reached for it. The hallways were silent, except for the random scream of a mental patient behind me.
At least that’s what I thought it was.
Perhaps it was a real person. Or maybe it was the voices in my mind again.
I shook my head. It didn’t matter.
Rushing up the stairs, I took them two at a time. The sounds of heavy boots climbing up the stairs from below me sent me into a panic. I ran harder and faster and sprinted right into what felt like a wall, only it wasn’t.
It was a man. A security guard.
“What the fuck? How’d you get out of your room,” he grumbled, reaching for me.
This though, I had trained for. I was ready. Markos had told me to fight my way out and I was going to do just that.
I swung backwards, using the hand rail to steady myself. Quickly, I brought my knee up hard in the places he was most vulnerable, and he crumpled. He hadn’t been ready for me. Thrusting my body forward and up, I leapt high in the air, encircling my legs around his neck. I squeezed hard, cutting off his air supply, and he thrashed beneath me.
The sounds that came out of his mouth grew increasingly angry and desperate. His hands pawed at my thighs, trying to pry them apart, but it was no use.
Within moments, I could feel him weakening beneath me and I crossed my ankles over one another. Several flights down, I could hear the boots coming toward me and I squeezed the guard tighter. Staggering, he swayed back and forth and not seconds later, he collapsed to his knees. I clocked him hard in the side of the head and finally, he went down.
I maneuvered free of his heavy weight, pushing him down the stairs. I watched him roll away and then, I sprinted up the final few flights of stairs. Not far behind, men shouted, and hefty steps slammed down on the cement stairs not far away.
I slammed into the rooftop door, and it was locked.
“Please, Markos,” I begged.
The door clicked, and I burst through it, swinging it so hard that it rattled the wall behind me. The night air was chilly with a late spring breeze and I shivered.
What now?
I raced forward, toward the edge and that’s when I realized I was in a freaking skyscraper, and a good twenty stories from the ground below. I furrowed my brow, trying to come up with possible escape routes, but nothing came to mind. I ran around the building and I saw another close by. The distance between buildings was maybe about twenty feet.
I’d jumped that distance before. I’d run track in high school and had exceled at the long jump, but I didn’t know if I could do something like this. I looked down and the lights shimmered, shadows moving across the asphalt far below. There was no ledge on either side. With a good solid sprint, I could make that. At least, I thought I could.
