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Liam puts his hand on my shoulder. “We won’t fail.”
God, I hope he’s right.
26
ELENA
Terror paralyzes me. I sit on the bed, leaning against an ornate headboard with depictions of sexual acts carved into it. My legs and wrists are zip-tied. My mouth is covered with duct tape. I could possibly get up and break the ties. I could search the room for a weapon, but I’m frozen in place. I don’t even dare remove the tape over my mouth.
I take in the room. Din of sin is what comes to mind. The bed is dripped in red satin sheets. The walls are adorned with paintings that blur the line between eroticism and violence. In one spot, there are chains with manacles like in a medieval dungeon. On a table, I see items that I suspect are for sex and torture. This is what is waiting for me when Romeo arrives.
I listen but hear nothing. There’s no sunlight. No sound. Is that on purpose? Is this room designed to not be detected? Fear weaves through me again. I have to find a way to survive this. Not just for me but for the babies inside me. By now, Niko must know I’m missing. He’ll search for me, I know. Even if he doesn’t care for me anymore after my rejection of him last night, he won’t tolerate anyone taking something from him. For the first time, I’m glad to be a pawn.
The door opens, and I realize how heavy and thick it is. I can scream and yell, and no one will hear. Romeo enters the room, his smile as sinister as the devil's own. He strides toward me, his every step oozing the confidence of a predator who has cornered its prey.
"Finally, you're mine, Elena," he purrs. I recoil from the sound of him. The sight of him. “You know, had you married me like you should have, you wouldn’t know about this place. About the things I do here. I’d have been nicer to you, treated you like a wife, not a whore.”
I want to say something, but the tape on my mouth prevents me from speaking coherently. But what can I say? Men like Romeo don’t care about how I feel. Quite the opposite. He’d get joy from my fear.
“Ah, but I must admit, I am disappointed." His tongue clicks against his teeth, disapproval dripping from his tone. "To think someone else claimed your virginity before me… Niko Leone has tainted you. But no matter, I'll show you what real pleasure is."
He standsat the end of the bed, looking at me. His eyes are black, soulless. He undoes his pants and pulls his erection out without dropping his pants. A gun is holstered at his side, attached to his belt. For a moment, I wonder if I can somehow grab it.
“You like my cock, don’t you?”
I realize he thinks I’m looking at him. When I finally look at his dick, I can’t bear it. I turn away, not wanting to see it.
“Look at me!” His voice reverberates around the room.
I do as he says, telling myself I have to survive. Just go along and I’ll be okay.
He strokes his dick, and he makes a satisfied sound. “I bet Niko’s wasn’t as large. As long.”
I don’t respond.
“You know, someday, I might let you suck it. Make you drink it all. But not until you understand your place.” He kneels on the bed, his dick protruding through the opening of his slacks. If he did try to put it in my mouth, I hope I’d have the strength to bite it off. I fight that survival voice. I remind myself to just go along.
He grips my ankles and jerks me down until I’m lying on the bed. "Your innocence might be gone," he sneers, "but I'll take everything else. You'll beg for me before the night is over."
My mind races, fear mingling with disgust as I imagine being just another conquest to him.
I whimper and pray for strength to endure. The panic makes it hard to breathe. My survival instinct kicks in, and I squirm, trying to get away from his touch as his hands slide up my body and undo my pants.
The zip-ties bite into my wrists. My gaze goes to his gun again. Can I get it before he does? I know trying for it will be my death sentence if I fail.
My muscles tense, and I wriggle, eager for escape. But Romeo straddles me, opening my pants and pushing up my shirt.
He holds his dick as he strokes it. “You’re going to like it, Elena. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk.” He rubs his dick over my skin, and I whimper at the disgust I feel.
I try to wriggle away again.
He laughs. “You think you can get away? Or maybe you think Niko will show up like some fucking knight in shining armor? He won't, you know. He doesn’t give a shit about you. He told me so. Besides, he doesn’t know about this place.”
His hands work at my pants again. “You’re better off relaxing because we’re going to be here a long time. Who knows? Maybe you’ll end up liking it.”
My heart hammers against my ribs as he gives up on my pants and slides his hands under my shirt and grabs my breasts, squeezing them hard. I arch and cry out in pain.
“See, I told you you’d like it.” His sinister smile is on me again. "First, I'll have you spread out, helpless. When I fuck you, you'll feel every second, every inch."
