home. I was going
to make a run for it, no matter what. The longer I stayed, the more I was
losing my mind, and succumbing to The Dragon’s charms.
Chapter 8
Summer
I ran for it, luckily The Dragon’s men were out
looking for Jorge’s assailants so I could get out of the room and downstairs.
What
a luxurious place. If Xavier had his hand decorating this place, he had good
taste. Xavier…I couldn’t think of him as Xavier or I would cave. He was so
seductive, so good at getting me to see him as a person, to start liking him,
to even begin to care for him; that I forgot I was the one trying to seduce him,
to persuade him to leave Nat and whatever grudges he had with him alone.
So
when I run out that door, I would be leaving this strange world behind. I
geared myself to run as fast as I could across the foyer, where I may be
spotted by his men. I may be caught, and have my cover blown, but I had to go
for it. I had to try to escape.
It
seemed clear and quiet, as though no one was around. However, when I was about
to run out the front door, a man, dressed in a black t-shirt and dark jeans
shouted “hey” and ran to stop me, grabbing my wrist. I struggled against him,
trying to free myself, but his grip was so strong. Finally, my volleyball
training came in handy as I head-butted him, sending him reeling back, dazed.
I
was an athlete after all, not some weak damsel in distress. I had muscles and I
knew how to use them. Even when it comes down to sex and seduction. We women
shouldn’t be ashamed of using everything we’ve got when it came to survival.
Men did, and yet other men would never criticize them for it. If I had to try
to seduce Xavier or go along with his seduction to avoid being killed, then I
would. If any woman was in my situation, they would find it hard to judge
others who had to do what they did to survive.
Now
it was time to get back to my pearls and scrubs world.
I
opened the door, but another man grabbed me from behind, pulling me back. I was
able to open the door for a brief moment, trying to push my weight forward to
throw off the man from behind. I briefly faced outside, the front of my body,
and my face facing outside. I could see the beach, the familiar landscape I had
seen countless of times before.
It
hit me where I was. I was being held in a house near the Pad. My Malibu house.
The man’s grip was strong, and I landed into his hard chest when he pulled me
in, but not before my eyes fell on the man hidden down street. It looked like
Nat from far away, but maybe it was Drew. I couldn’t tell since they were the
same height. The man behind me shut the door, before turning me around.
“Enough
fresh air for you?” It was the Dragon, and he looked pissed. “I trusted you! To
think it was you I was jacking off to,” he pushed me down onto the nearest sofa
and climbed on top of me. “I held myself from taking you…boy I was so tempted,
but I thought that maybe…just maybe you can learn to like me a little before
you become my woman, that…oh screw it,” he looked angry and hurt. “You are all
alike.” He began unbuttoning the front of my dress, putting his mouth on mine, desperately
trying to kiss me, trying to see if I meant everything I said to him before,
that I wasn’t playing him this entire time.
“You
can’t make me like you, Xavier,” I said, when I could catch my breath, “by
keeping me a prisoner. You have to set me free first to see if I could like you
when I could have the choice to.”
Xavier
pinned me down with his weight and held my arms over my head as he kissed me
hard. “Is that how Nat got you to like him, by wooing you? Do you want me to
woo you?”
“Nat?
Oh,” I pretended to not be so affected by him, yet buying time so Nat or Drew
can get to the house unseen. “Nat was a childhood friend. We got thrown
together. It was a long time ago, and now…I’ve moved on. I want something
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