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“Special?”
He swirled his glass and with exaggerated moves took a sip of his wine, tipping his head back and moaning as he swallowed. “Red wine is the perfect aphrodisiac.”
Chills encapsulated every inch of her body. She blinked several times. “Yes.”
“Yes, sir. Isn’t that what you mean?”
“Yes, sir.” The expression on his face was cold, calculating. Buy time. How in the hell was she going to get out of the house, let alone find her way to a safe haven? “May I ask what you enjoy?”
“Didn’t I tell you that you were not to ask any questions?” His tone was harsh.
“Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.” She’d been around enough of her patients who were losing a battle with reality as well as their own sanity to know the man was unhinged. She was in real danger.
He softened, taking another sip of wine before speaking. “Christopher certainly appreciates women who are intelligent. I can also appreciate, however you’re here to please, nothing more.”
“Of course, sir.” If she provoked him, his reaction would be to lash out, perhaps allowing her time to escape. “However, I prefer a Dom who I can respect.”
He seemed to be taken aback. “Respect? Do you truly understand the word?”
“Oh, I do.” She slid back a few inches. He reminded her of Michael in both his mannerisms and words.
“We shall see. Respect has nothing to do with your servitude.”
“I’m no one’s slave. Period. I think I should be going now.” She could tell her defiance confused him at first.
“You’re not going anywhere. As a matter of fact,” he stated as he took two long strides toward her, “you’re going to be here for a very long time.” Lunging forward, he caught her by the wrist, whipping her around.
Destiny tossed her wine in his direction and wrenched her arm. “Get away from me!”
Wham!
The backhand caught her under the neck. She went down, wheezing as she tried to crawl away.
“You’re such a bitch. Just like the rest of them. I thought you were different. Michael told me you were special. He was wrong.” Wrapping her hair around his hand, he yanked, jerking her to her feet. “You’re going to learn.” He tossed his glass toward the fireplace, smashing the goblet into dozens of shards.
Reaching back, she managed to scratch his face. Michael. Oh my God.
“Fuck!” he yelped and loosened his hold.
The difference allowed her to wrangle free. She took off running. Maniacal laughter bellowed behind her.
“Run, run little slut. Soon you’ll realize there’s nowhere to go. My brother was worthless. Stupid. He underestimated you.”
Brother? Michael never mentioned a brother. Suddenly things were making sense. She was the pawn. She shifted and turned down a hallway. Everything was black, almost unrecognizable. Resisting the panic threatening to crush the adrenaline, she ran faster. The damn house suddenly seemed like a maze. The front door was in front of her. Hearing nothing, she bolted forward.
Wham!
Destiny went down with a hard thud, stars floating in front of her eyes. As she struggled to breathe, tears slipped past her lashes. Blackness crept into her field of vision and her last thought was the understanding that she was going to die. As she began to lose consciousness, she heard chilling words.
“My dear friend. I have something you want. Her life for a price.”
CHAPTER 26
“Fuck! He’s not here,” Montana snapped. He moved from room to room, tossing books and pillows, the mail off the kitchen counter.
“Yeah, he ain’t at his work either. No one is,” Grant stated and opened the door from the kitchen leading to the garage.
“Maybe he was tipped off.”
