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Authors: Christine Elliott
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drag you back, and make sure the rest of your life is a living hell. And this little lady—I’ll make sure she’s taken very well care of.”
Luke’s chest rose and fell raggedly, the sweat dripping down his forehead. His eyes flitted from Mitch to me, his fists shaking and the vein in his neck pulsing.
“Don’t worry,” Mitch said coolly, keeping his eyes locked on Luke. “If you choose not to come with me, you can see still her again. I’ll make you watch when I’m fucking her nice and slow…. I’ll let you see her put my cock in her mouth and suck it like the little whore she is. I’ll make sure she looks you in the eye when I push her over a desk and make her mine.”
I clenched my jaw. He was a total psychopath. I had never hated someone so much as I hated him at that moment. I longed to reach out and tear him limb from limb.
Luke’s hands shook furiously and I could practically hear the steady, deafening pump of his racing heart. Mitch waited silently and patiently, like he knew what was coming.
“If I give in,” Luke said slowly. “You’ll let her go? She’ll be safe?”
“Luke, no!” I screamed, thrashing wildly against my captors.
“Shut the fuck up,” Mitch said quietly, not even turning his head to me. He kept his eyes fixed on Luke, waiting for his surrender. The arms around me clamped down, forcing me to be still. I could feel tears running down my hot cheek.
“And you won’t go after her?”
“Not unless you ask me to, Stone.”
Luke’s jaw clenched. The veins in his neck popped and I could feel the blood rushing through his body along with the adrenalin. “I….”
“Luke, please no!” I screamed again.
Mitch whirled on me, his face furious. He struck me again.
“I said shut that whore mouth of yours or I’ll give you something to put in it,” he screamed. His face had contorted. No longer was he the suave, cold psychopath from a few moments ago. Now he was insane. A total demon.
His true face.
He turned back to Luke. “You have five seconds, Stone. Give in now or I swear to God I’ll tear both her and you to bits. The only things they’ll find left of you are those pathetic fists. I’ll hang them up in the fucking town square to let everyone know—it doesn’t matter if you’re the greatest fighter in the world, if you cross me, I will fucking end you. Now choose!”
Luke swallowed, the fury draining from his eyes. He looked at me one last time.
In a dry, hollow voice, he finally said: “Fine. I’ll do it.”
His voice was weak and quiet, the firm and vicious threat he had used a moment ago missing from it. My head fell, and I could no longer support myself. I felt weak. Everything felt weak. Their grips on me loosened a little, and it was all I could do to cross my arms over myself again, desperate for any kind of comfort.
“Luke,” I whispered.
Mitch turned to me, his expression happy and victorious. He clapped his hands together happily, his grotesque grin nearly wrapping around his head.
“Well, dear,” Mitch said, “it looks like your lover had made the right choice. Don’t you want to go thank him? Maybe on your knees?”
“Be quiet, Mitch,” Luke growled.
“Come on, sweetheart,” he said, approaching me. “Let’s have a show, hm? I think you need to thank me too for being such a good owner.”
“Mitch, you fucker,” Luke yelled. “You said you’d let her go!”
Mitch frowned.
“I did, didn’t I? What a shame.” He snapped at the men who held me back and made a gesture at them. “Let her go, then. She’s quite useless to us.”
My arms were released. I grabbed them back to me, rubbing the sore places where they had held me and my twisted my arms in unnatural positions. Luke watched me recover with pained eyes.
The men turned to him and approached. I saw him tense up for a moment, but he did not fight back. He let them
Luke’s chest rose and fell raggedly, the sweat dripping down his forehead. His eyes flitted from Mitch to me, his fists shaking and the vein in his neck pulsing.
“Don’t worry,” Mitch said coolly, keeping his eyes locked on Luke. “If you choose not to come with me, you can see still her again. I’ll make you watch when I’m fucking her nice and slow…. I’ll let you see her put my cock in her mouth and suck it like the little whore she is. I’ll make sure she looks you in the eye when I push her over a desk and make her mine.”
I clenched my jaw. He was a total psychopath. I had never hated someone so much as I hated him at that moment. I longed to reach out and tear him limb from limb.
Luke’s hands shook furiously and I could practically hear the steady, deafening pump of his racing heart. Mitch waited silently and patiently, like he knew what was coming.
“If I give in,” Luke said slowly. “You’ll let her go? She’ll be safe?”
“Luke, no!” I screamed, thrashing wildly against my captors.
“Shut the fuck up,” Mitch said quietly, not even turning his head to me. He kept his eyes fixed on Luke, waiting for his surrender. The arms around me clamped down, forcing me to be still. I could feel tears running down my hot cheek.
“And you won’t go after her?”
“Not unless you ask me to, Stone.”
Luke’s jaw clenched. The veins in his neck popped and I could feel the blood rushing through his body along with the adrenalin. “I….”
“Luke, please no!” I screamed again.
Mitch whirled on me, his face furious. He struck me again.
“I said shut that whore mouth of yours or I’ll give you something to put in it,” he screamed. His face had contorted. No longer was he the suave, cold psychopath from a few moments ago. Now he was insane. A total demon.
His true face.
He turned back to Luke. “You have five seconds, Stone. Give in now or I swear to God I’ll tear both her and you to bits. The only things they’ll find left of you are those pathetic fists. I’ll hang them up in the fucking town square to let everyone know—it doesn’t matter if you’re the greatest fighter in the world, if you cross me, I will fucking end you. Now choose!”
Luke swallowed, the fury draining from his eyes. He looked at me one last time.
In a dry, hollow voice, he finally said: “Fine. I’ll do it.”
His voice was weak and quiet, the firm and vicious threat he had used a moment ago missing from it. My head fell, and I could no longer support myself. I felt weak. Everything felt weak. Their grips on me loosened a little, and it was all I could do to cross my arms over myself again, desperate for any kind of comfort.
“Luke,” I whispered.
Mitch turned to me, his expression happy and victorious. He clapped his hands together happily, his grotesque grin nearly wrapping around his head.
“Well, dear,” Mitch said, “it looks like your lover had made the right choice. Don’t you want to go thank him? Maybe on your knees?”
“Be quiet, Mitch,” Luke growled.
“Come on, sweetheart,” he said, approaching me. “Let’s have a show, hm? I think you need to thank me too for being such a good owner.”
“Mitch, you fucker,” Luke yelled. “You said you’d let her go!”
Mitch frowned.
“I did, didn’t I? What a shame.” He snapped at the men who held me back and made a gesture at them. “Let her go, then. She’s quite useless to us.”
My arms were released. I grabbed them back to me, rubbing the sore places where they had held me and my twisted my arms in unnatural positions. Luke watched me recover with pained eyes.
The men turned to him and approached. I saw him tense up for a moment, but he did not fight back. He let them
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