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“So nice of you to join us,” Keira says, turning around with a wicked smile.
I walk towards her, pushing Keira to the side, but Sophia puts her hands up like I am going to attack her. For a second, I am taken aback by her reaction to me that I just stand there dumbly. The apartment door slams shut as Sophia leaves.
“Are we going to start this night or what?” Keira says from behind me.
“How did Sophia know where I was?” I say, grabbing her by the throat and picking her up.
“She’s your wife. Why wouldn’t she know? Unless you’re somewhere you’re not supposed to be.” She laughs derisively.
“Start talking,” I say, pushing her up against the wall and tightening my grip on her neck until she is choking for breath.
“You told her to come here,” I say, letting go.
“No,youtold her to come here,” she says, trying to shrug out of my grip.
“I warned you in Capri, and now you’re going to realize I’m not a man to be messed with,” I say, slapping her hard across the face.
“You’re going to regret that,” she says, touching her lip that is now bleeding.
“I was going to say the same thing to you,” I say as my hand grips tighter. This time I wouldn’t let go.
“I doubt that,” she croaks out as the door slams shut, and I look at her but she continues smiling at me.
I drop my arm in shock as three burly men walk in Keira’s bedroom, I then realize that there is fourth man behind them, his small, stunted frame is hidden by the statuesque men in front of him. They move aside for him, so he takes front and center of the other men.
Artem Romanov stands opposite me, although he is small and aged in appearance. His powerful presence transcends his age, and when he looks into my eyes, I can see the bloodthirst radiating from them. I glance from Artem to Keira’s smiling face, and I know that I have truly been caught in an epic trap that will likely cost me my life. Keira knew me, and that was my downfall. She knew I wouldn’t bring anyone along, that I wouldn’t feel threatened enough to take back up. The whole night had been planned from Keira’s attempted seduction under the ruse of information from Declan, to her stealing my jacket and messaging Sophia. I always thought I held the cards, but Artem had pulled an ace out from his sleeve, and now it is down to me to salvage my life.
“I take it you know who I am,” he says in a wheezy yet commanding voice.
“Artem Romanov,” I say, sucking in my breath.
“I believe this is what you call a honeytrap.” He smirks while the other men around him laugh.
I open my eyes, but all I see is darkness. My head pounds mercilessly as the feeling of nausea rockets within me. I realize I have something covering my eyes, but when I go to remove it, I sense that my hands and feet are bound. I open my mouth, except I can hardly speak; my mouth is dry and I can taste my own blood.
Footsteps walk towards me, and I feel a bottle being pushed in my mouth. The cool water pouring down the Sahara of my throat is all I hear until the plastic crunch of the bottle indicates it’s finished.
“Where am I?” I say as the bottle is removed from my mouth.
“Where it all started,” a familiar voice replies.
“Who are you?” I say shakily.
“Who do you think it is?” The voice replies, almost mocking me.
“Stop playing games,” I snarl. “Where am I?” Feeling scared at the reverberations under my feet.
“Relax, Sophia. We’re going on a little trip. Everything will be explained soon,” the voice says as it presses the chloroform-soaked rag over my mouth until I fade into blackness again.
I jump up as the blindfold is pulled off roughly, and I blink several times before my eyes acclimatize to the daylight. I feel disoriented and agitated, like every muscle in my body is aching and on fire. I glance up to see a smiling figure standing over me as confusion and bewilderment run through my mind and I try to piece everything together.
“Henri?” I ask, bewildered.
“Dah.”He says smiling at me.
“I don’t understand, and wait, what happened to your accent?” I say, shivering.
“Good girl.” He nods eagerly. “You’re getting closer now.”
