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Brody pulled me in close, and soon his mouth covered my left breast, his sucking turning me on even more. There was no way that I was going to let him stop doing these things to me, so I brought my chest down towards him, his hands all over my back. I could feel him cupping each of my butt cheeks, and I couldn’t have felt any closer to him.
Our bodies were one with one another, and I was grateful for the intensity of his loving. Most young men I’d been around lacked conviction, and if there was one particular trait I loved about my much older man, it was the fact that he knew exactly what he wanted when he had me.
Of course, all good things must come to end, and the night eventually turned to morning. Brody whipped up a nice breakfast for the both of us, and I enjoyed the sun rising. He put on a pot of coffee, and the entire place was filled with the aroma of a good morning.
It was still early morning. We hadn’t slept much, and we had decided that if I wasn’t going to get caught, I should go before father’s men realized that I had been gone all night. If all went according to plan, I would arrive home with a cup of coffee and lie that I had gone out to get a fresh cup. Brody had those to-go cups that you could get at a local coffee shop, so it would be somewhat believable when I showed up with it in hand.
There was always a hint of truth in the best lies, and showing back to my dad’s with fresh coffee seemed innocent enough.
Brody and I said our goodbyes, and soon I was dropped off near my dad’s via car. Brody wouldn’t take me in the boat, because he said that he wanted to make sure he could see me as I left.
Since I had been watched by strangers the other day, I agreed it was a good idea.
Eventually though, I was far enough away from Brody’s Mercedes-Benz that it was a blip in the background. I was a few blocks from my dad’s safe house when I noticed something was wrong. I felt the impending danger, immediately. I regretted having asked Brody to drop me off so far but we also couldn’t risk Brody getting caught.
Lying sure does make a mess of things.
My dad being controlling only led to more danger too, because I was going to get my way whether he liked it or not. There was a white old car moving very slowly in my direction. I could have sworn I had seen it when Brody had dropped me off, and I wasn’t looking forward to finding out who was inside.
I picked up my pace, taking care not to make it obvious that I was looking back. The car started picking up its pace too, so I turned left at one of the stop signs towards a more crowded part of the residential district.
“Hey,” yelled a voice.
I started running. The voice belonged to a man. I was dressed in a simple outfit- black yoga pants and a tee. This made running easy thankfully, but the man’s voice grew louder.
“Hey!” He shouted. “I’m just making sure you’re ok, your dad sent me.” The man looked out of breath, so I stopped.Was he being honest?Something told me no, so I started walking away.
“Get over here,” screamed the man, this time more fiercely. “I know where you’ve been all night, you little whore. You wouldn’t want your old man finding out now, would you?”
I paused. I turned around towards the man, who was walking calmly towards me.
“Now, come with me so we can take you to your dad,” he demanded.
“I can get there on my own,” I told him. He came closer, walking comfortably. I hadn’t noticed, but I had been running towards a quiet part of the neighborhood, the opposite of what I was aiming for. No one was up, and I felt the cold grip of fear kick in me.
No, Adriana. Your father is a mob boss, and you can take this guy.
“I can get there on my own,” I repeated, this time with a viciousness that I hadn’t ever had to show anyone in my life.
The man was within 10 feet of me when he pulled out a knife. My eyes grew wide, and I panicked, feeling the full-blown terror that came with the realization that this wasn’t one of my dad’s men.
“Come with me, and no one gets hurt,” he said.
I thought about kicking the knife out of his hand, but by the time I had decided to fight him, he had already grabbed my arm roughly.
I struggled to keep up with him as he led me to the car.
Maybe there’s something I can do.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case as he put the knife on my back.
“Try anything you little bitch,” he said. “And I’ll make sure that pretty face of yours ain’t so pretty no more.”
Beads of sweat dripped down my back.
“Ok,” I said. “I’ll get in the car.”
I started towards the door, but he stopped. He looked around, still holding a knife to my back and then nodded.
