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I sigh tiredly putting the cup on the ground, and squatting on my haunches so I can look up at her. “Hey Gigi come on, work with me here. I'm trying to feed you.” I run a soothing hand up and down her arm, noting the little tremors that tell me her muscles are straining quite a bit. “Drink the coffee and I'll loosen your ties.”
She turns her head as if to look at me, and her brow furrows. I stay still, waiting to see what will happen next.
Let's see who will win this battle of wills.
CHAPTEREIGHT
It's weird.
Ever since the man stepped in the room, I've been pushing back at him, and not once did I feel afraid that he might hurt me. Yeah, he is snarky as fuck, and rude as hell - but something about his voice is almost soothing.
I smirk because I'm not about to lower the level of my hostility just because my stupid body doesn't know when it's in danger. “Nice knots. You a shibari rigger?”
“Ooh, princess is a li’l spicy. Where’d you hear that word? I thought you were sheltered to within an inch of your life.”
My smirk widens into something more provocative. “Shows how muchyouknow, I guess.”
“Why would I, it’s none of my business. And I frankly don’t care either.”
“Then why am Ihere? Do you have a death wish or something?” I strain my ears trying to pick up every little thing that’s going on. The man hasn't moved from right in front of me. I can imagine him studying my face - what he can see of it beneath the blindfold. Despite his words, I sense his interest. I think my mentioning shibari has caught him off guard – good. All I need is for him to make one mistake once, and I can slip through the gaps.
“Maybe I'm just extremely reckless,” he says. I can tell that he’s not moved by my words.
“You connected?” I ask.
“And why would I tell you if I was?”
I smile. “You already have.”
“Great. So, you know who I am. Will you drink some water now?”
“What do you care if I drink water or not?” My mouth is dry, and I would give my right arm for a sip of that water. But that's how it starts. One minute you're sipping water, and the next you’re agreeing not to breathe a single word of your abduction to your father. I know how these mind games work.
“I care because you're my prisoner and I'm responsible for your health and well-being. You might have deduced by now that you don't intend to kill you.”
I cock my head to the side, “Oh yeah? Then what do you intend to do with me?”
“All in due time. For now, I would really appreciate it if you drank this water. Or the coffee. Do you want juice? I can have my men get you some. Smoothie? Health drink? Cucumber water? Just stop me when I get to the drink you want.”
I can feel that he really wants me to take a drink. For a moment I almost give in before it occurs to me to wonder why he's so insistent. Do they want to drug me?
“If we were going to drug you I would just stick a needle in your arm.” He sounds amused in a very familiar way.
“Do you read minds?” I quip without thinking.
He chuckles fondly and I freeze. I’ve heard that sound too many times not to recognize it. That and the shibari knots are suddenly filling my head with thoughts and theories.
“Romeo?” I don’t think before I blurt out the word. There simply could be no way that my Romeo was the same man who has abducted me.
Even as I deny the notion, intrusive thoughts begin to make themselves known.
What if he's been playing the long game and he meant to kidnap me all along?
What if this whole thing has been a setup?
Even as the thoughts pierce my brain, I’m shaking my head in denial. Surely there’s no way… I had been so meticulous at concealing my identity.
But then I realize, so hadhe. I mean I had every reason to hide who I was, both for his protection and my own. But why washehiding whohewas? I feel like a very cold bucket of water has been poured over me.
