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would let her pass if they didn’t know why she was there. Jennifer was stopped in her tracks once more by a fist in her long gold hair. She screamed in pain when she was jerked backward off of her feet and fell to the floor. Evan had twisted his fingers in her hair and was dragging her back down the hall. Jennifer clutched his hand and lifted herself, trying to relieve the pain in her scalp. She screamed for help, but none of the men moved. She was on her own. Evan took her to a different room, this one smaller with no bathroom. He dropped her on the carpet and loomed over her.
“I can see you don’t yet appreciate your good fortune. I’m going to give you a comfortable life with all the money, clothes, and happiness you could ever want. All you have to do is obey me. It will be a good life, Jenny. No more dancing to pay the bills. No more scrounging for money. You will have a life of luxury with me. Do you understand?” He spoke to her like she was a confused child.
“You’re fucking crazy,” she whispered.
Evan’s nostril’s flared. He went to the door and called out. When one of his cronies appeared, Evan stepped into the hall. “Find a bucket and bring it back to me. Send Tommy to me as well.”
“Yes sir,” Jennifer heard the mumbled reply.
Evan stayed in the hall. Jennifer crawled to the side of the bed and sat up, leaning back against it for support. Her face was throbbing, her eye was swelling shut, and her scalp burned from being dragged by her hair. Jennifer’s heart was pounding in her chest. What was she going to do? How had this happened to her? She saw stories about missing people on the news and social media all the time. People just disappeared. Was she going to be just another story for people to scroll past while searching for more interesting news?
“This is your new post, Tommy. I’m trusting you with my greatest treasure. Do you understand me?” She heard Evan talking in the hall.
“Yes, Mr. MacGraff,” Tommy answered.
“Don’t touch her unless she tries to leave her room. Then, I expect you to safely bring her under control and send for me. You got that?”
“Yes, Mr. MacGraff,” Tommy repeated.
Another voice broke in, “Your bucket, Mr. MacGraff.”
Evan returned to Jennifer with an oval blue bucket in his hand. He dropped it in front of her on the floor with the opening down and sat on it like a stool. “You’re a woman with spirit and backbone. I can appreciate that, but you’ll learn quickly that I’m as hard a man as they come, Jenny. If you test me, I’ll snap that pretty fucking backbone.”
Evan clutched her jaw and jerked her face up to his so he could kiss her roughly. She fought him. Evan shoved her away from him and went to the door.
“When you’re ready to behave like the lady I know you are, let me know. Until then, this is your world.” He gestured around the room. “You won’t have food or water until you apologize for your behavior. There is your toilet,” He pointed to the bucket. “We’ll talk again when you’re feeling more like your sweet self again. Tommy will be in the hall to assist you when you’re ready.” Evan closed the door behind him, and she listened to his footfalls retreat down the corridor after a quiet discussion with Tommy.
Jennifer went from trying to break it off with Evan to being imprisoned in his home within an hour. She stared at the door for a long time, while impotent rage built in Jennifer’s gut.
When Jennifer could no longer contain the fury bubbling in her chest. She exploded into action. She destroyed the room, ripping down the curtain rods, breaking the mirror in the empty closet, overturning everything she could move, and finally trying to shatter one of the windows with the metal curtain rod. The fucker wouldn’t break, though. Even if it had, she wouldn’t have been able to jump from that height. She stopped beating against the window when it dawned on her that someone on the ground below
“I can see you don’t yet appreciate your good fortune. I’m going to give you a comfortable life with all the money, clothes, and happiness you could ever want. All you have to do is obey me. It will be a good life, Jenny. No more dancing to pay the bills. No more scrounging for money. You will have a life of luxury with me. Do you understand?” He spoke to her like she was a confused child.
“You’re fucking crazy,” she whispered.
Evan’s nostril’s flared. He went to the door and called out. When one of his cronies appeared, Evan stepped into the hall. “Find a bucket and bring it back to me. Send Tommy to me as well.”
“Yes sir,” Jennifer heard the mumbled reply.
Evan stayed in the hall. Jennifer crawled to the side of the bed and sat up, leaning back against it for support. Her face was throbbing, her eye was swelling shut, and her scalp burned from being dragged by her hair. Jennifer’s heart was pounding in her chest. What was she going to do? How had this happened to her? She saw stories about missing people on the news and social media all the time. People just disappeared. Was she going to be just another story for people to scroll past while searching for more interesting news?
“This is your new post, Tommy. I’m trusting you with my greatest treasure. Do you understand me?” She heard Evan talking in the hall.
“Yes, Mr. MacGraff,” Tommy answered.
“Don’t touch her unless she tries to leave her room. Then, I expect you to safely bring her under control and send for me. You got that?”
“Yes, Mr. MacGraff,” Tommy repeated.
Another voice broke in, “Your bucket, Mr. MacGraff.”
Evan returned to Jennifer with an oval blue bucket in his hand. He dropped it in front of her on the floor with the opening down and sat on it like a stool. “You’re a woman with spirit and backbone. I can appreciate that, but you’ll learn quickly that I’m as hard a man as they come, Jenny. If you test me, I’ll snap that pretty fucking backbone.”
Evan clutched her jaw and jerked her face up to his so he could kiss her roughly. She fought him. Evan shoved her away from him and went to the door.
“When you’re ready to behave like the lady I know you are, let me know. Until then, this is your world.” He gestured around the room. “You won’t have food or water until you apologize for your behavior. There is your toilet,” He pointed to the bucket. “We’ll talk again when you’re feeling more like your sweet self again. Tommy will be in the hall to assist you when you’re ready.” Evan closed the door behind him, and she listened to his footfalls retreat down the corridor after a quiet discussion with Tommy.
Jennifer went from trying to break it off with Evan to being imprisoned in his home within an hour. She stared at the door for a long time, while impotent rage built in Jennifer’s gut.
When Jennifer could no longer contain the fury bubbling in her chest. She exploded into action. She destroyed the room, ripping down the curtain rods, breaking the mirror in the empty closet, overturning everything she could move, and finally trying to shatter one of the windows with the metal curtain rod. The fucker wouldn’t break, though. Even if it had, she wouldn’t have been able to jump from that height. She stopped beating against the window when it dawned on her that someone on the ground below
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