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“Tie her hands,” Remington ordered Cain.
“My pleasure.” Cain was wearing a tie today, and he ripped it off. His grip was bruisingly hard as he gathered my wrists in one hand and looped the silky fabric around them before knotting it. The soft material and hard fingers against the inside of my wrists sent an unexpected shiver of pleasure through me. My body was endlessly confused by these men…by these monsters.
“Not too tight,” Remington said. “I want her to be able to get loose.”
Cain looked at Remington, and he smiled the darkest, scariest smile I’d seen from the man yet.
Remy dropped his grip so he was carrying me under my arms, and no matter how much I struggled, the two of them carried me, kicking and swaying, down the stairs. I caught glimpses of their grim faces as we descended into the darkness.
I stopped struggling, trying to make sense of where we were, when we stepped through the door into the tunnels. “Hold her a second,” Remington told Cain, and he dropped me with one hand so he could use his phone. He typed quickly with one thumb.
Then he tucked his phone back into his jacket and scooped to grab me again. “All the doors are open,” he told Cain.
“I see,” Cain said. “I’m intrigued.”
I was not fucking intrigued. “You guys are monsters!”
“And you like to play with monsters, little devil,” Cain chided me, and that wordplaywas doused in sex and danger. His hands had slid slightly as I thrashed around, and his big hands encircled my calves, his fingers pressing into the back of my calves. Remington’s hands under my arms left his fingers pressing the curve of my breast.
The two of them were still carrying me through endless twisting stone corridors, through doors that had just snapped open in the wall that I was pretty sure had once blended in. I tried to memorize the order we were going through–even though I was upside down, which made it harder to remember left and right and make a map in my head.
Then abruptly, we stepped into another room.
“Cool our vengeful little pixie off,” Remington said.
Cain dropped my feet and I caught glimpses of something stone he was drawing a long lid from. Another crypt? He set the lid on the ground with athunk.
An enormous cistern.
I began to struggle harder, thinking they were going to drown me, but Cain grabbed my ankles and Remington grabbed my arms, and the two of them slung me onto the edge of the cistern. Dark water, deep and frightening, seemed as if it absorbed what little light was in the stone room.
I lashed out to kick, trying to escape. Remington seized my wrists, his tall body leaning into mine, as Cain pulled a knife loose. Cain slashed upward, and his tie ripped with a screech of silk.
The next second, I was tumbling forward, pushed by hard hands.
I slammed into the icy cold water.
Chapter9
Aurora
For a few terrifying seconds, I didn’t know which way was up or down in the black water. I couldn’t see anything in the darkness. The water was so cold I could barely breathe. My shoes made it hard to kick, so I stopped and yanked them off. They disappeared into the dark as soon as I released them.
I kicked out, swimming for what I hoped was the surface, my lungs beginning to ache.
Then my fingertips painfully slammed into the rough bottom. The shock of hitting the bottom forcefully made my lips part, and some more air slipped out, leaving my lungs hollow. Even as I thoughtdon’t breathe,icy water stung my sinuses and burned through my lungs. Panic surged through my body. I turned and launched myself off the bottom, swimming frantically through the black water, hoping I was aiming upward and wasn’t going to slam into one of the cistern walls. I’d been close to drowning before and I’d survived.Stay calm, Delilah.
I broke out of the water into the gloom of the empty stone room and drew a desperate gasp of a breath. My broken, half-sobbing hyperventilating breaths seemed to echo in the room as I fought my way to the side of the cistern. The wall around the water was tall, and it took me multiple attempts to fling myself out of the water enough to catch the stone edge. I broke two of my nails before I finally managed to straddle the side and roll out, landing hard on the stone floor. I lay there on my back for a few long seconds, trying to get my breathing under control.
I was in shock.
Dangerously cold.
But I wasalone.
Remington and Cain were gone. I sat up and stared around the dimly lit room, which was illuminated by the light leaking in from the hallway. The room was eerie, with elaborately carved stone sculptures of human monsters facing the cistern. I wondered what the hell the purpose of this room was, and if it had anything to do with the Sphinx’s ridiculous water bills.
Rich people are so unendinglyweird.
