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Rosa, Rosa, Rosa.

She fascinates me. She hasn’t even flinched. She hasn’t cried or screamed.

I underestimated her strength.

That tight little black dress is showing off all of her curves. She won’t be able to wear that for as long as I keep her.

Musing what it would be like to have my hostage naked, I send Keller a quick text asking to borrow some clothes from his wife for my guest.

I’m glad he doesn’t ask; I don’t know if I’m ready to fill him in on this little adventure quite yet.

Taking a drag of my cigarette, I watch as she tilts her head back, letting her dark tresses flow over the back of the chair. I had to go and kidnap the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. When her breath tickled against my cheek in the club, my dick was throbbing.

The door opens, which catches my attention. Flicking my ash in the ashtray, I sit upright in my chair and watch.

Ramos stalks towards her, and she doesn’t move. Her eyes are still on the ground.

I haven’t asked him to check in on her. I only came upstairs to get changed before releasing her from the basement. Two hours is more than enough time for her down there. She isn’t a threat to me.

I sit forward, propping my elbows on the oak desk and turn the sound up.

“I told you I’d be back for you, pretty girl.”

She tugs at the binds on her wrists. It’s the first response I’ve seen from her.

He leans over her, trailing a finger along her cheek. Pulling on her long hair to face him. But she doesn’t; she looks straight past him to the camera and straight into my soul.

Pure fear radiates from her features.

Her chest heaves and all the color drains from her tanned skin.

Snatching my gun up from the desk, I rush down the stairs.

“Please don’t. I’m begging you. Do anything to me but this. I won’t survive this again.” I can hear her as she screams hysterically through the door.

Again.

Tightening my grip around the gun, I push in the code to open the door to the basement.

I have to get to her.

How did he get her untied so quickly?

All I can see are her legs as he straddles her while fumbling for his zipper.

“Shut the fuck up,” I can hear him grumble as he puts his weight against her shoulder, driving her harder against the floor.

Her scream rips through the small room and fills my ears until they’re ringing.

Rage completely consumes me.

“Get the fuck off her. Now!”

Ramos spins his head around to me with a shit-eating grin. Rosa’s legs thrash as the scream turns to sobbing. This overwhelming need to protect her kicks in.

“Boss, I’m just having some fun. You can’t bring a little thing so beautiful and not let us have a taste. The slut has been begging for it. I mean, look at that little dress she has on.”

I stride towards him, my gun behind my back.

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