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My eyes fell on my abductor, busy getting a drink at the wet bar. A familiar zing of excitement pinged my pussy as if this were some silly sex game. Fuck, he was as hot as he was psycho. I was likely going to die, but I couldn’t help but recall how amazing he’d made me feel.
“Why?” I finally asked.
He returned to my side. “Take small sips,malishka.” I noted he didn’t answer my question.
A straw was thrust into my mouth, and I swallowed a few sips of water. Damn, he smelled so good.No, No Sloane. We can’t be sexually attracted to the man who clearly took us to his dark lair.
When I’d drunk my fill, I used my tongue to push the straw back out of my mouth. “You still haven’t answered my questions—and what doesmal-ish-kamean?”
His dark hair was pulled into a bun, but pieces were falling out of it. Must’ve put it up in a hurry. “To answeroneof your questions,malishkais a term of endearment in Russian.”
His breath blew across my face, and I almost spread my legs as my brain registered his scent of spearmint. My favorite scent.
Fuck. What waswrongwith me?
“Do you think it’s hot in here?” I felt like panting. He was wearing a sweater and dark-colored pants.
He shot me a guarded look before his gaze traveled down my naked body. “It’s not hot in here; it’s likely the drugs.”
Did he just say drugs? This man drugged me?
“Can you untie me, please?” My voice was panicky as I tried to pull at the tape securing my limbs.
“Not right now,” he murmured, taking the glass of water back to the bedroom’s wet bar. “You’ve been a very bad girl.”
“What the fuck? Let me go! Why am I here? Who exactly are you? What are you going to do to me?”
His ice-blue eyes made me shiver from their intensity. I willed him to look away, and when he did, I let out a breath I hadn’t known I was holding. A pang of something settled in my chest. Was it disappointment?
Did he not have a good time when we fucked?
I thought it was a night of pleasure, but maybe he was punishing me now for not being good enough. The men at the MC often told me that I sucked in bed, but I must admit that I wasn’t giving my best effort to my rapists either.
“I have a life in this town,” I told him, trying to hide the tremble in my voice. “People will look for me.”
“Your life is full of surface-level people. It will irritate them that you didn’t show up to your shift, but none of them will look for you,” he stated, matter-of-factly.
I tried to hold back a whimper, his eyes shooting to mine when I failed.
“I didn’t say that to cause you pain,malishka. I was merely telling you the truth.”
He moved back toward the bed, and I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped. This man was enormous. I’d forgotten how much so. The scar on the side of his face, which had been mostly hidden the night we met, was now on display. I shuddered, now seeing it in full light. While it added a sexy roughness to his allure, it also made him look even more dangerous. What kind of man would have a scar like that?
I began pulling at my restraints. There was barely any give with the tape he’d used.
“Fuck, I know it’s hideous. I’m sorry.” He turned away, his massive shoulders falling as he released a heavy breath of resignation.
“Wait! I wasn’t gasping at your scar, you’re just, well, kind of huge. See, I’m only—”
“5’2,” he interrupted, spinning back around to pierce me with his intense gaze. He waved a hand in front of him. “Sorry. You were saying?”
“Right, I’m small, and you’re huge, which I guess scares me a little bit, but not because of the scar. I’m scared because you have kidnapped me, and I’m tied up, and I don’t know what you plan—”
He sat next to me on the bed, and I shrank away from him. “Do I intimidate you,malishka?”
“Y-yes. I’d feel much better if you’d tell me why you brought me here,” I implored.
“Because I want you.”
