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“Something with keys and a lock,” he hissed.
“Very well.” Aidan looked back at me. “Follow me.”
ChapterThirty-One
EVIE
The keys were located on the desk in Keir’s office. Aidan escorted me down a set of stairs and through a dark hallway to a door with Donovan right behind us.
“You’ll be safe in here, darlin’,” he whispered in my ear. “Keir will be here soon, and we’ll get this sorted.
“He won’t,” I said under my breath. “He’s at Bilderberg.”
“I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Aidan fumbled with the keys until he found the right one and unlocked the door. The room was dank and cold. He turned on a flashlight shining it around the small space. “There’s no electricity down here.” Broken furniture and debris were scattered across the floor as if it had been hit by a small tornado, and deep claw marks gouged the walls and doorframe.
“It will do fine,” Donovan said, walking around.
Aidan picked up an old wool blanket off the floor. “Wrap yourself in it. It will keep you warm.”
I did as he told me, sitting down on a ripped mattress. Aidan crouched down and pushed a tendril of hair off my forehead. “I’ll be back soon to get you out.”
“It’s a trap. If you talk to Keir, tell him not to come,” I said so low it was barely audible. “This is my fault.”
“No, darlin’, it is not your fault,” he said softly.
Donovan came over to us. “Leave us,” he said to Aidan, holding the gun up as a reminder.
I saw his jaw clench, and he reached for the charm on his necklace. It matched the one Keir wore.
“Aye,” he said, standing up and looking back at me one last time.
The door shut with a thud, and Donovan pulled a wooden bar down, locking it from the inside.
“What was he saying to you?” he barked.
“Nothing.”
That earned me a slap across my face.
“I thought you understood the rules,” he hissed.
Tears flooded my eyes and blurred my vision. “He told me not to worry that he would come for me.”
“The only person coming in and out of this room will be me. Do you understand?” He grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking my head up and forcing me to look at him.
“Yes,” I wept.
“Good.” He sat down next to me, pulling me against him. “Remember, you made an agreement with your grandmother. You belong to me now.” His hand snaked around my waist, and he kissed me on my mouth. “When you are good, I will reward you. It’s that easy.”
He kissed me again, moving his hand up until he cupped my breast. “I have a present for you,” he said, taking a small water bottle from his pocket along with a pill.
I reached for the water.
“Not so fast.” He shook his head. “I’ll give it to you.” He unscrewed the lid and held it to my lips as I gulped it down.
“Just a little,” he said, pulling it away. His other hand caressed my forehead. “What do you say?”
