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Dante nods.
“Be grateful you get this much, Serenity. Not a lot of others do.”
He locks the cage and walks to the doors.
“Dante,” I call out. He turns, and I swallow, but I have nothing to say. What is there to say?
Dante smirks and leaves me with another chilling thought.
“Welcome to my world, Serenity. Let’s hope that fate is kind to you.”
And with those final words, he leaves. Lost in thought, circling in a cage.
And that’s when I spot the liquor bottles sitting on a table.
I feel the sluggishness from the alcohol hit me as I pace around the cage. I look up at the corner where the security camera’s red light blinks at me. I sort of thought he would get all testy about me taking his liquor, but he hasn’t shown up yet.
I stick my tongue out at the camera before taking another swig of scotch.
I hear a click of the lock before Dante steps inside the room. He’s still in his black suit but loosened his tie and cufflinks. His dark eyes look from the bottle in my hand to my face, and he seems unimpressed and slightly disappointed.
Oh, well.
He pulls up a chair and takes a seat in front of the cage’s door.
“Didn’t know you were a scotch girl,” he says. His voice does things to my body that I like, but deep down, I know I shouldn’t.
I shrug. “I’ve never been much of a drinker, but better now than never.” I take another swig, and the muscle in his jaw ticks.
“What do you want?” I slur. There is a flash of concern on his face before it’s shrouded in that glare.
“Just checking on my captive,” he says in a blase tone like he’s kidnapped several people before.
I walk toward the bars, his eyes tracking my every move.
I pass the scotch through the cage, thrusting the bottle at Dante. He stands up, takes it, then returns to his seat. Taking a large gulp, he loosens his tie more before removing it entirely.
“You’re going to be a lot of trouble for me, aren’t you?” he says, placing his tie carefully on a rack next to his chair.
“Hey, you’re the one who kidnapped me. This is your doing, not mine.”
“Technically, this is your father’s doing, not mine,” he explains.
There is a beat of silence where no one speaks. We stare at each other, waiting for whoever is going to make the next move.
“Don’t test me, Serenity. You have no idea what I’m capable of,” Dante says, snapping us out of the moment.
“Oh, yeah,” I say, challenging him. “What are you going to do?”
He stands up, and I take a quick step back. Just the sheer act of him standing commands attention and scares me. It's like when someone pulls their hand up for a slap. He walks to the bars and wraps his hands around two of them.
Then, slowly, he says, “I’ll put you over my knee.”
My body shivers, my mouth parts slightly, and my core clenches at the thought of his rough hands on my ass.
No! He’s the bad guy, remember?
I clear my throat and shake my head as I walk backward toward the dark part of the cage.
