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I’m going to throw up.
He’s not going to let us leave here. The man is absolutely certifiable, knowing no boundaries at all. That’s why he recorded Hayes and me. Why he recorded Mali. He thinks everyone is his to do what he wants with, including taking lives.
Monty circles me like I’m his pray, grazing the tip of the gun across my shoulders. “Don’t you get it, Laiken? I gave you everything you could have ever wanted.”
“No!” I spit back. “You took away theonlything I wanted. My life with him was the only fucking thing I cared about, but you just couldn’t fucking handle that.”
He bends down behind me and places his lips by the shell of my ear. “No. I can’t. And it’s a good thing I don’t have to.”
Hayes is losing his shit at seeing him this close to me. “So, what? If you can’t have her, no one can? That’s really how you’re going to do this?”
A dark laugh leaves Monty’s mouth as he starts to untie me. “Oh, there is noif I can’t have her. I’mgoingto have her. And then I’m going to kill each and every one of you.” He smirks at Hayes. “I bet it’ll just ruin you to know that the last person to have her was me.”
“You son of a bitch!” he roars. “You keep your fucking hands off of her!”
But Monty isn’t listening. He finishes untying my legs and then does my arms, freeing me from all restraints. If I thought I could get away though, I’m mistaken. Monty keeps the gun firmly pointed at my head.
“Go into the bedroom and get on the bed,” he orders.
I don’t move, frozen in fear as everyone around me panics. Cam is jostling so much that his chair starts to crack under the pressure. Monty rolls his eyes before slamming the butt of the gun against his head and knocking him unconscious.
“On second thought, having him as a brother-in-law would’ve been hell,” Monty mocks. “Now…bedroom.”
My legs won’t move as I stare into the barrel of the gun, wondering if letting him shoot me is the better alternative. After all, we’re going to die anyway, aren’t we?
But as he loses his patience, he moves the gun from me to Hayes. “I said now, Laiken!”
My whole body tenses as I fear not for my life, but his. Monty is deranged. A total sociopath. But he believes he’s in love with me. I have more of a chance. But Hayes? He’ll shoot him without even blinking.
And that’s the only thing that makes me move.
Hayes screams for me to stop as I turn around and walk straight into the bedroom. Monty follows me in and I glance back at Hayes—our eyes locking for one final second as the door slams shut.
My blood boilsas it runs through my veins. I fight with every fucking thing I have to get free from the confines of this chair. I don’t care that the roughness of the rope is cutting through my skin or that I can feel blood trickling down my hand. The only thing on my mind is what’s going on behind that door.
Laiken is going to put up a fight. She’s not the type to give up easily. But he’s going to win. She’s already weak from whatever the fuck we breathed in and the fact that Riley almost fucking strangled her to death. He’s going to overpower her, and he’s going to rape her.
Unless I can get to him before that happens.
Cam is still slumped over, passed out against the chair. Mali is in hysterics as she watches him helplessly, listening to the sound of Laiken’s screams.
But over my dead body will I let Monty shatter her again.
“Shut the fuck up!” Monty yells, but Laiken keeps screaming at the top of her lungs.
And when I hear Monty call her a bitch, I know she’s definitely fighting back.
I just have to get myself out of this fucking chair!
Rocking against it the same way Cam did, I hear it start to creak. The wood is old. These must have been here when it was still lived in. So, if I could just get it to…
It takes all the strength in my core to lean forward enough to lift the chair off the ground. Mali watches me in disbelief as I take a deep breath, bracing myself to impact.
With everything I have, I throw myself backward. As it slams into the wall, the chair shatters—the wood splintering and stabbing into my back as I land on top of it. Pain sears through me but I don’t have time for feeling anything.
It takes a second and nearly popping my shoulder out of place for me to get my arms in front of my body, but once I do, I’m able to use my teeth to get the knot to loosen just enough.
Mali lets out a wet laugh, finally feeling somewhat hopeful for once. “You couldn’t have hulked out like that a little earlier?”
