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I could see tears running down my cheeks on my reflection. I wanted to stop it, but I couldn’t. It was bad. I was going to get punished for this. He was going to tie me up and beat me until I was crying. He was going to fuck me dry, ruining my insides.
He was going toruinme.
Between tears and ragged breaths, I almost didn’t hear the door opening. My heart went crazy, thinking it was Ivan. I was not ready for him to touch me. I was never ready, but the public was always worse.
Thank God it was not him.
It was another man. A stranger.
“Sorry, I thought this was…” he started but was caught off when he saw my face. His face filled with concern and genuine shock. “Miss, are you okay?”
I tried to straighten my back and brushed away the tears. I didn’t have much time left. I needed to go back. I could tell a lie about something getting in my eye or something. It was better than being caught up by Ivan here.
“I am okay,” I murmured and walked towards the door. The man didn’t move, though. He stood there blocking the door.
“Excuse me,” I said with a more demanding voice and looked up, but all the concern on his face was gone. He was looking down at me with a hateful expression. My heart jumped, but I didn’t even get time to step away because he caught me by the waist and pressed something to my nose and lips.
I kicked and punched out of instinct. It didn’t work. He was much bigger than me.
Then the darkness came. It was scary for a moment, but mostly it was welcoming. It was freeing, and I knew at the end of my dark road there were going to be a pair of soft brown eyes waiting for me.
Chapter 3
Kira
It was cold. Not too cold, though. It was more like… chilly? Yeah, that was the word. Chilly.
It was also dark. No, no, not dark. Darkness was welcoming and warm and sweet. This was not sweet. This was… dim? Probably dim.
I was still a little bit dizzy, and my arms and legs felt very heavy. I tried to open my eyes. I didn’t want to open my eyes, but it was more of an instinct. I needed to know where I was. I could feel a soft bed under me, but it was definitely not my usual bed. I was not in my apartment. It didn’t put me in a panic mode, though, because the sight of my apartment was not comforting at all.
When I was able to open my eyes fully, I examined the room. Definitely dim. Only a small lamp on the bedside table was shining. It was a small room, and there were not many things other than the twin bed I was lying down on. There were two doors, one slightly open and the other fully shut.
Considering I was drugged and dragged by a huge dude, this was not very alarming. I have been in better captive rooms, but at least I was not in a basement with chains around my wrists and ankles.Thatwould have been really bad.
The first time I was held captive was twelve years ago. Aleksei stole me from my mother and took me to New York from Russia. I was much more scared back then. I was only fourteen years old, and I was missing my mom. Now though, there was nothing for me to miss.
From one captor to another.
There was always worse in the world, though. That was what I learned from my relationship with Aleksei Smirnoff.
Where you kept was not a very important thing in the captive situation. What mattered was your captor. I didn’t know why they took me, but I knew they might be much worse than Aleksei. They might be better than him too.
Whatever it was, this was different than when Aleksei took me. He intended to keep me forever, but whoever took me now was probably just scheming against Aleksei. Better or worse, they were going to give me back.
Or kill me.
A girl could only hope.
I was not going to call out to them, though. If they wanted to keep me alive, they would probably treat me better than Aleksei and Ivan, but I was not up to try my chance. I was not the luckiest person in the world after all.
I was calm, though. Of course, I was a little scared, but all I could think was how this saved me from Ivan tonight. It was a minor victory. I didn’t know what was going to come after this, but for now, it was enough.
I tried my best to get out of bed. The drug was still in my system, but I was kind of used to it, so it was not very hard. I managed to get on my feet and walked to the open door. Thank God it was a bathroom. And thank God it was a clean bathroom.
The room was nice, but it was not too nice in a brothel way. It made me feel safe. They were probably going to ask for money. They were probably not going to beat me or rape me, and in my world, that was something to be grateful for.
When I sat on the toilet to pee, my eyes roamed over the bathroom. It was always good to examine the room. Aleksei had put me in a very luxurious one in his mansion when he first took me. I was not allowed to leave the room, but I had almost anything in there. He even filled a closet for me. Back then, it was not only filled with sexy dresses and lingerie.
