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“Zayan? You’re sure?”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “Yes, I’m sure. I don’t fully understand what’s going on with this Nix man, but I can assure you, my daughter is better off with Zayan.”
Oh, how fucking wrong you are.
“Was Zayan here when Nix was here?” I rush out, praying that Nix didn’t somehow fuck this up.
“Of course he was. My Tara picked Zayan over him, so he left.” What the hell? No fucking way.
I knew something was wrong. Dizziness takes over as I think about how scared she must be. That day in her office, she tried to act tough, but the fear was swimming in her eyes. This prick did a number on her. The trauma she experienced will never truly be erased, it’s a familiar pain I know well from all the shit I’ve been through.
I don’t know what the hell happened here tonight, but I plan on finding out. Nix put her in danger, and hewillfucking pay. I don’t care that he didn’t know. He shouldn’t have let her go anyway or let another man, who he doesn’t know, take his woman home. Fuck…
My sweet firecracker is stuck, no, has beenkidnappedby a man who almost destroyed her. Zayan’s actions nearly killed her and likely would have if he hadn’t fucked up. Fucker probably plans on finishing the job this time. The thought nearly destroys me.
“Where?” I spit frantically. “Where. Did. They. Go?”
Tara’s mom lets out a scoff like I must be joking. “Look, I don’t know you so if you want to see Tara, you should talk to her about it.”
“Please.Pleasejust tell me where they are. I need to make sure she’s okay. Please.” I’m begging, sounding pathetic, but whether her mother understands it or not, Tara is in danger.
“No. They need time to figure things out. They’ve been apart for far too long, and she’s been getting herself into too much trouble since he’s been gone.” She stands firm, clearly as stubborn as her daughter.
“He’s going to hurt her. He’s going to kill her,” I roar, losing my cool by the second. I’m becoming unhinged just like Nix.
“Listen here,Rush.You will not come to my house and speak such horrible things about my daughter's fiancé. Now you can either leave, or I will call the police.” Just as her mom finishes speaking, her father comes to the door looking bewildered.
“What is going on?” he asks her.
“Nothing, this man was just leaving.” She tries to shut the door, but I stop her. I want her to know exactly what’s going to happen.
“When I get her back, and I will. I can promise you this, you will regret not telling me where he’s taken her. He’s a monster, you’ll see.” Fuck, fuck, fuck. I shouldn’t be threatening Tara’s mother or father like this, but they don’t get it. No one gets it because Tara never told anyone. No one knows how deceitful and manipulative he is. Zayan is the fucking devil, there’s no denying what he is.
I’m getting nowhere with her mother and I don’t have time for this. Time is of the essence now that I know for a fact Tara’s in the hands of her abuser. I stumble back toward the car, not saying another word. My mind races trying to digest the information, and all I can think about is finding Tara.
I’ve never wanted to purposely kill anyone, but right now, that’s all out the window. With every heartbeat, murder pumps through my blood.
I want to kill Zayan. More than anything in the world, I want to watch the life drain from his eyes so he can’t lay another finger on my girl. I want to take a rusty blade, peel his skin from his body, and rip him limb from limb. Maybe even castrate him while I’m at it.
Shaking my head, I slam my fists against the steering wheel, the adrenaline blocking out all the pain radiating through my knuckles. I can’t let myself think about what he’s doing to her. If I do, I might break. If I break and crawl back into old habits, she may never get out of there alive. I can’t fall back into my addictions. Taraneedsme to be level-headed, sheneedsa clear mind from me, and sheneedsme to rescue her.
I drive recklessly back to the house in a hurry, hoping Nix is still home because I need to take my fear and anger out on him. This is all his fault.
The Navigator skids to a stop in the garage. I'm in bad shape. It’s a miracle that I didn’t crash into the wall from how chaotic my driving was. I slam it into park, hit the ignition button, and storm into the house. It’s eerily quiet when I walk in, and I don’t waste my time checking the rooms, heading to my office to scan the screens.
Rage burns through my veins when I don’t find him anywhere. Grabbing my phone, I pull up my tracking app and try to locate the motherfucker who did this to her. Guilt is trying to creep up inside me for not telling Nix what Zayan did to her, but I push it down. Nix is the source of my anger right now; I’ve become unhinged and fully intend to share just how mad I am.
Fuck. I squeeze my phone with enough force to break it, but luckily it holds up. That asshole hands her off to that abusive prick, then bails to his office like a little bitch. He doesn’t even understand the ramifications of his actions just yet, though he will. He’s going to realize just how much he fucked up.
What the hell is he thinking?He’s not, that's what. I’m kicking myself right now—like I always do.
Nix asked me to put the tracker on her phone, but I didn’t. I was never able to sneak her phone away without her noticing, and then once I was sleeping on a couch outside her room, all I could think about was making sure the Draaks couldn’t get to her. My attention had been on the cameras and mapping out all escape routes in my head,notinstalling a tracking device.
Idiot.I’m such a fucking idiot. If I would’ve remembered, I wouldn’t be in this situation. I can’t do anything right, and now Tara is in trouble because of it. Because ofme. That’s if Zayan wouldn’t have ditched her phone at the first chance. He doesn’t strike me as a moron, so he probably would assume I put one on there anyway. No, he’s already ten steps ahead of me.
I push those negative thoughts to the back of my mind even though I know they’ll be back. They never stay gone for long. Right now, I need to focus on Tara.
My fingers glide across the keyboard at lightning speed as I search for the beautiful girl whose life is hanging in the balance.
