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We laughed.
Smiled.
Joked.
Talked about everything and nothing.
It was easy.
Our relationship was effortless.
Once again, my mind was consumed with thoughts of him that I didn’t realize I arrived at my final destination until my GPS informed me that I did. It was then that I noticed the warehouse was located in the middle of nowhere. This big ass steel building surrounded by woods and pasture. With the sun setting, it only added to its elusive allure.
Grabbing my cellphone, I placed it in my back pocket and jumped out of the truck to make my way inside. There was only one entrance, but the door was locked.
“Shit,” I breathed out.
Until all of a sudden, a sharp voice from behind me announced, “Well, lookie what we have here?”
I immediately turned around, holding my hand over my heart.
“Did I scare you?”
“Christoff?”
“The one and only.”
“I was sent by Billy to pick up some cases of liquor.”
“Yeah, he told us.”
“Us?”
“How about you follow me? The cases are inside. My men can help you load them on the back of his truck.”
“Okay.”
I couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling I had following him inside a cold and dark warehouse. However, I did as I was told. With my heart slightly hammering in my chest, I followed him. Once we were inside, two men approached us.
One of them spewing, “Who’s this bitch?”
I frowned. “Excuse me?”
Before the last word left my mouth, someone came up behind me and spanked my ass, hard.
I jolted out of my skin. “What the hell?”
He held his arms out in front of him. “Relax, baby. We’re all friends here.”
“I’m going to go.” Quickly, I turned around. Ready to the sprint, but he blocked my descent.
“You just got here and you’re leaving already? Billy won’t be happy if you leave without his booze.”
“Yeah? Well Hayes won’t be happy if he knows you just laid your hands on me.”
“Hayes?” He cocked his head to the side. “You his old lady?”
Not hesitating, I stated, “Yes.”
“I see.”
“I call bullshit,” Christoff countered. “The day Hayes has an old lady will be the day that pigs fucking fly.”
The guy who spanked my ass, backed me into the wall behind me. “Why are you running, baby? I just want a taste.”
“A taste of what?”
“That sweet pussy.”
My heart dropped to the floor as I opened my mouth to scream, but I barely let out a shriek when he put his hand over my lips.
“Shhhh… No need to make a scene. Besides, no one’s going to hear you out here, baby.”
I whimpered, my eyes brimming with tears.
“There’s no need to cry. We’re not going to hurt you. We’re just messing around.”
The other two men walked over to us.
“Yeah, honey. We’re all family. We share among these parts.”
I whimpered again.
The adrenaline coursing through my veins made me bite his hand.
“You stupid bitch!”
I ran about two feet before Christoff grabbed ahold of my hair, yanking me back toward him. In one quick movement, he roughly shoved my face against the wall.
I was wearing a jean skirt, making it easy for him to rub his fingers on my inner thigh. I shut my eyes. I had to. Instantly having what could only be described as an out of body experience.
“You want to play rough, tough girl? Let’s see how rough I can be?”
“Please…” I begged for I don’t know what.
“I love it when they beg. How about you do it on your knees instead?”
What was happening? Did Billy set me up? Why?
Question after question tore through my mind in a matter of a second. I couldn’t believe what was suddenly happening to me. I wanted to fight, but there was no way I’d be able to defeat three big ass men.
The only thing I could do was surrender, but it wasn’t in my nature. I was about to try to scream again, even if it was pointless. I had to do something. However, the second I opened my mouth, I heard…
“If you know what’s good for you, Christoff. You’ll let go of my girl.”
Eighteen
Haven
Christoff declared in a smartass tone, “Oh, come on, Hayes. We were just playing around with her.”
The sound of a gun going off scared the absolute shit out of me and I jumped out of my skin.
“The next time,” Hayes warned. “I won’t miss.”
Christoff let me go. When I turned around, I came face to face with Hayes aiming a Glock to his head. It was like I was suddenly in a mafia movie.
Hayes showed no fear. If anything, he was calm.
Cool.
Collected.
As if he did this every day.
I never imagined I’d see him in this way. I couldn’t get my feet to move, they were glued to the ground beneath me.
Hayes read my mind, ordering, “Peach, I’m going to need you to come to me now.”
I could hear him, but I still couldn’t move.
Instead, he walked over to me. Never taking his gun off of them.
