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“You’re wearing scrubs. A nurse?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“That explains the location I was told to have you picked up at.” He squinted his eyes and pursed his lips. “I believe I’ve not been given the entire story.” He looked at me and grinned, as if I understood what he was talking about. “You see, I was led to believe you were … different. I’m trying to decide if I care.”
If he had abducted me to dance for him, he was going to be sorely disappointed. I waited for his weird conversation he was having with himself to continue.
“Answer me this, Shiloh,” he began. “How do you know Destiny Ward?”
I tensed. This was about Destiny?
“Ah, you do know her. It’s all over your face. Interesting. Do you consider her a friend?”
I shook my head.
He chuckled. “Well, that seems to be on the correct course. She, in turn, hates you. Which is why you’re here. You see, I’ve wanted Destiny in my bed exclusively for a while now, but she is difficult. She thinks because I still fuck other cunts that she should be given the same opportunity to have other dicks. I don’t share, so you can understand why we’ve been at a standstill.”
“Why did you abduct me?” I asked.
He pointed a finger at me and smiled. “No need to rush me. I’m getting there. It’s not as if you have anywhere to go.” He held out his arms and waved them back and forth to show me the small concrete room with some storage cabinets, a chain that hung from the ceiling, some cuffs and chains on the wall, and a drainage hole in the center of the room.
“Two nights ago, Destiny agreed to finally give in to my desire for her to be in my bed exclusively. However, in return, she wanted one thing.” He pointed at me. “You.” He shrugged. “Dead.”
The tightness in my lungs made it hard to breathe. He was going to kill me.
“I assumed you must have done something terrible to her for her to request death. I expected someone from the strip club she works at or perhaps a former employer. What I did not expect when I handed your name over to my men to collect you was … well, you. That face—you remind me of a porcelain doll. Perfect, angelic, unattainable. What could you have possibly done to make Destiny want you dead?”
She was doing this because of Gage. He’d almost killed her. This was her payback. She didn’t want him dead, but me, she did. I couldn’t tell this man that. What if he decided not to kill me and went after Gage instead? I couldn’t allow that.
“No explanation. Does she have a reason? Perhaps I should get her down here and ask her.”
She hadn’t told him about Gage. She wasn’t going to. Even though he had almost killed her, she still cared about him enough to keep his name out of this. I had to trust she would continue to protect him.
“I’m leaning on the side of this being a crime of jealousy. Did you take a man that Destiny wanted for her own?”
I said nothing, and he let out a laugh that verged on evil.
“That’s it. She wanted a man who wanted you.” His eyes slowly scanned my body. “Even with those unattractive scrubs on, it’s obvious you’re a complete package. I like the classy feel to those elegant features.”
He played with his lip ring as he studied me. “I bet your pussy is as fine as you are. Sweet, slick, pink.” He reached down and grabbed his crotch. “Sorry, I needed to adjust myself. You’re making me hard, thinking about what’s under those boring clothes.”
He closed the space between us and put his hands on either side of my chair as he came level with my eyes. “You won’t tell me his name even if it means your life?”
“No,” I replied.
He smiled as he dropped his gaze to my lips. “What a lucky man. An elegant beauty who is also loyal. Even when it’s her life on the line. That’s uncommon with a face like yours. I’ve found beautiful women to be evil once you get to their core.”
He pushed back, standing back up, and I felt like sighing in relief that he hadn’t touched me. If he was going to kill me, I wanted it to be Gage’s hands that had touched me last when I took my final breath.
He began to pace as he looked at me. I remained silent. Waiting on him to say something. After several minutes, he stopped and pulled out a slim phone from his pocket.
“Bring Destiny to me. Acid too,” he said, then ended the call.
Acid was who they had spoken of earlier. There was a man with that name. He wasn’t going to actually use acid on me—I hoped. That would be brutal. Not the way I imagined dying. But then I hadn’t imagined this either.
“Since you are so tight-lipped and impressively loyal, I will need to hear Destiny’s side of the story. Perhaps we can decipher the truth among the lies she tells.” He paused and winked at me. “As for Acid, I just like to add to the drama. Family drama is always entertaining. And Acid likes beautiful women. He adores them. When he gets a look at you, well”—he shrugged—“family drama.”
The fear of rape hung over me again. I would much prefer the acid death to Acid raping me. I clenched my hands behind my back. The rope had already rubbed my wrists raw. It hurt to move them.
