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Herlaughterisunexpected.I’m expecting screaming, tears, maybe even an escape attempt. But she merely laughs and shakes her head.
“Get out, Luke. I never want to see you again.”
That stings, but I nod and back out of the room. Instead of going home, I move to room number two, one of our smaller private rooms. Bellamy is going to be pissed that I’ve tied up our most expensive suite for an indefinite amount of time, but Owen will make sure she gets over it.
When she came downstairs tonight dressed to leave with that determined look in her eye I panicked. There was no way I was going to let her go. Not when she makes me feel as deeply as she does.
But now that I have her here, I don’t know what my next step is supposed to be. I start with a phone call to Owen to explain what I’ve done.
“Don’t be pissed,” I say in lieu of a greeting.
“Oh, this ought to be good, let me put you on speaker so the others can hear.”
When he tells me to go ahead, I clear my throat and say, “I kidnapped Zara.”
“Jesus Christ, man,” Owen blurts. “Where did you take her?”
“The sandwich shop. I’ve got her stashed in the Ace suite for now. Tell Bellamy not to be too mad.”
“I’m not telling Bellamy shit. You’re on your own for that one man. What the bloody hell were you thinking?”
I drag a hand through my hair. “I don’t know. That I can’t lose her. And that she’s safer with us than trying to run on her own.”
“Is she, though? People know who we are. Our names are being brought into this. We have to protect ourselves, too.”
“And I’m telling you that just like Bellamy and just like Skylar, she’s one of us. So, we’re protecting her.”
The others have stayed silent thank goodness.
Owen finally says, “OK. What do you need from us? We can’t just shut down the Ace and we can’t have her screaming bloody murder while guests are in the building, so you’re going to need to convince her to see things your way in the next forty-eight hours. Do you want video surveillance?”
Do I? Sort of. But I will not invade her privacy that way. “Not yet. I’ll let you know if it comes to that. I’m going to crash in two for the next few days.”
There is little else to say, so I end the call, strip out of my clothes, and climb into the bed and pray for sleep to come quickly.
It doesn’t, and I pick up the tablet I snagged from Bellamy’s office. We don’t put cameras in the private rooms, but there are mics that work like smart speakers and can be programmed to turn on at a specific word. Or you can turn them on and capture every sound. That’s not something we do with our members unless they want exhibitionism that can only be heard and not seen, in which case the sounds of their play can be broadcast to a voyeur space.
Tonight, I turn the mic on in Zara’s room just to see if I can hear her moving around or find out if she’s gone to sleep. I hear her pacing, and I want to go to her and calm her down. This isn’t how I planned for things to go. But she left me little choice. If I let her go, I might never see her again and I can’t let that happen. She’s a part of me now whether she likes it or not. She’ll see reason eventually, and we’ll find a way through this.
As I’m about to set the tablet aside and try to get some sleep, I hear a distinctly familiar sound, and for a moment, I wish I had taken Owen up on his offer of video surveillance. She’s playing with herself. The question I have is whether she’s doing it to get a reaction out of me or if she’s genuinely turned on.
I turn up the volume on the tablet and settle in to listen. Her moans get louder, and my cock stiffens with every little sound she makes. But then she gets loud like the first time I asked her to play for me, and before I can even think clearly enough to stop myself, I’m stalking down the hall.
Chapter 25
Zara
Thedoorfliesopen,and I nearly jump off the mattress when Luke stalks in, his face red with fury. He’s stripped down to his boxers, and I can see his erection from across the room. My legs are spread, and my hands are in my panties. At first, I started moaning to see if Luke was listening like I figured he was. Then the thought of him listening turned me on, so I laid on the bed and started playing for real. Only I kept my moans loud and fake to get his attention.
“I thought I told you never to fake it with me, Flower,” he snarls as he comes to stand next to me. Before I can process what’s happening, he pulls my hand out of my panties and looks at my fingers. My face heats and a mix of anger and arousal surges through me when he licks them and shrugs. “Perhaps you’re not faking after all.”
I try to pull my hand away, but Luke shakes his head and grips it tight. Still squeezing, he reaches behind the headboard and grabs a cuff that’s attached somehow and wraps it around my wrist. I thrash to keep him from getting my other wrist, but he’s faster and stronger than I am, and I find myself restrained with both arms above my head. He tugs on something behind the headboard, and the chains the cuffs are attached to loosen enough that I have a little room to move my arms up and down, but not enough that I could reach my clit and finish the job if I wanted to.
He grips my cheeks with one hand and squeezes as he bends down and puts his forehead on mine.
“I told you, Zara, your pleasure is mine. Call out for me when you’re ready to be a good girl and talk this out like a normal human being.”
“Normal human being?” I shout after him as he turns his back and walks away. “Normal humans don’t kidnap women because they don’t get their way, Luke. This is childish.”
