Page 36 of Sinful Honor


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I ensured she could still breathe, then grabbed my phone, stopped the recording, closed the trunk, and locked the vehicle.

The tinted windows should obscure the view inside—should anyone look.

But if she made too much noise or started rocking the vehicle, I couldn’t guarantee her safety.

We needed to leave.

ASAP.

I put the fob into my pocket.

Over my dead body would anyone else but me open that vehicle again.

Over my dead body would anyone ever own her.

Except me.

CHAPTERELEVEN

Iwoke up with a start and a crick in my neck.

What the fuck?

I tried to move my arms—which was not happening.

Neither could I move my legs.

I opened my eyes, but there was complete darkness surrounding me.

I shut them again and tried to get a feel for my surroundings.

There weren’t any bars pressing against my body.

Not the cage.

Instead, I felt warm, almost cozy—besides the chafing around my wrists and ankles.

There was a strange cotton-ey feeling in my mouth. I swirled my tongue—at least something I could move—and found a gag.

What the fuck?

Panic flooded my body, and I sucked in air through my nose.

What the hell had happened?

Then it all came back to me in a rush.

He happened.

The blue-eyed devil caught me.

I’d almost made it.

A sob tore from my chest.

So close.

And now?

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