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“This is why you’ve been stalking me, sending me burned roses and sending me all those texts?”
His eyes drop to where he’s dragging the knife point along my delicate skin.
“Well, to start with, it was just to scare you. Enough to get Keller to give me some money to pay Marco off myself. But then Marco came up with a better deal. I kidnap andkillyou. ThatbreaksKeller and then shatters the entire organization around Luca. In return, I get a lifetime supply and all my debts paid.”
The room spins as I take in Jamie’s words.
He’s going to kill me.
“You don’t have to do this, Jamie!” I sob, my chest heaving.
“What have I ever done to you to deserve this?” I know it sounds desperate, but I am. I know Keller’s not even in the same State right now. I don’t have my protector.
I’m never going to see Keller again. The realization hurts more than any of the physical pain I am in.
Jamie doesn’t respond; he merely chuckles and glides the cool metal’s razor sharp edge across my abdomen. Burning pain radiates in the wake of the knife cutting my skin. I watch in horror as a warm trickle of blood follows. God, I can’t watch but I can’t look away.
This isn’t real. Wake the fuck up Sienna!
“God, you look fucking edible in this lacy underwear. How come you never wore anything like this for me?” Jealousy is clear in his voice as his tongue sloppily trails behind the knife lapping up the blood.
He’s clearly sick in the head. I’m never going to see Keller again. He’s going to kill me. The horror of it settles in me and I shake my head vigorously.
“Keller will kill you for this,” I spit, disgusted by him. If he’s going to kill me, I won’t give him the satisfaction of knowing my pain. I’m not the weak little Sienna he used to manipulate. I’m stronger now.
“Pretty hard for him to do in Vegas, don’t you think, Sienna? Do you really think we didn’t plan this? I’ve been waiting outside his penthouse for two days. Waiting for the fucker to leave. Even so, do you really think he could take on all of them?” he gestures to the men surrounding the room, watching.
He’s grinning at me now, his teeth stained red with blood.My blood.Slipping his phone from his pocket, he shoves the camera in my face.
“Smile Gorgeous. Loverboy needs to see my handy work.”
He takes me by surprise and I stare into the three small black cameras on the back of his phone. The camera clicks and he laughs to himself whilst typing and shoving the phone back in the pocket of his baggy tracksuit bottoms.
Zoning his attention straight back to me, a murderous glint flashes in his eyes as he lowers his head to mine, taking in a loud breath.
“What’s the matter Sienna, cat got your tongue? I’ve never seen you this quiet,” he says, his eyes boring into mine.
“Fuck you!” I spit out at him, saliva splattering across his face before he wipes it off in disgust.
“You fucking stupid whore!” he screams as he hikes his leg up and smashes his boot into my ribcage.
Pain shatters through me as I tumble back with the chair, bouncing off the tiled flooring and landing on my left side. I let out a scream on impact, my whole body throbbing in agony, my ears ringing so high-pitched I can barely think. All I can see is his black steel-toed boots staring back at me as I lie helpless on the floor. I try with everything I have to free my wrists and ankles of my ties, but it’s no use. They won’t budge.
It feels like everything is in slow motion as he draws his left foot back off the floor.
“NOOOO!” I scream. I scream so loud it burns my lungs. Maybe, just maybe, someone will hear me and call for help.
His foot connects with my ribcage again, and pain sears through me, burning throughout my entire body, taking my breath away. All I want to do is wrap my hands around my stomach, an overwhelming need to protect our baby, but I can’t. I can’t free my hands. That in itself is killing me.
His foot connects with my ribcage again and I’m gasping for air. All I can think about is the baby. I would have been a better mother than my own. I would have loved my baby more than life itself. Now, I’ll never get that chance.
“Please, Jamie, stop!” I manage, coughing pathetically. Each word splintering in my chest. I have to try anything to get us out of here.
“Shut the fuck up!” he shouts, lifting his boot again, this time right in front of my face. He slams his foot forward, the impact straight into my cheek.
The pain is now taking over, consuming my entire body until I can no longer take it. I can feel my life draining out of me onto the cold floor.
My only thoughts in this moment, Keller.
