Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
I glare at him, sliding the shirt over my head. “Tell the boss he can go fuck himself. I’ve earned my freedom.”
A sharp sting in my neck, and the room goes dark before I get another word out.
6
IVAN
The darkness is absolute. I blink my eyes open, trying to latch onto any shape or light in the room, but there’s no use. Not even a sliver of light around a window or a door. I haven’t been inside a fully dark room since I was a child. Nightmares of monsters in the closet and under the bed were beaten out of me until the darkness became another kind of hiding place.
Memories filter back to me. Priscilla laid out so beautifully on my bed, her soft thighs spread wide just for me. No. That’s not true. She’d done it for whoever is pulling her strings. Her father, perhaps, which brings far more disturbing questions to mind.
A pounding starts in my head, so I lean against the cold wall, letting the chill sink in. It feels like brick, and they’ve got me secured with my arms up with maybe zip ties. I can’t see the material, but it doesn’t make much noise when I move and has barely any give.
It doesn’t matter, though. I’ll get out of here soon enough. Either on my own or when Kai and the others come for me. No one can stay out of touch and under the radar long enough that Kai couldn’t track them eventually.
A light flickers over the door, starting dim and growing brighter for a minute. Someone must be coming for a little chat. Perfect.
I scan the room, but there’s nothing in the small space. It looks like someone’s storage unit, but it’s empty save for one metal chair and a table a few feet in front of the door. Looks like someone doesn’t want to get too close to his visitors.
I keep looking around and spot a camera near the ceiling at the corner where the walls meet. It’s pointed directly at me, and a small red light is on the front. Oh yeah, someone is watching me. “Priscilla,” I call. “Are you in there, Malyshka? I’m going to kill you for this. I hope you know that. I don’t care how pretty your pussy is.”
There doesn’t seem to be any kind of speakers that I can see, so I don’t expect an answer.
“Or should I be calling out to Arthur Capri? I believe you’re running this show. Arrrrrrtttthhhhurrrrr…come play with me, Arthur. I promise you’ll see your own organs before you die slowly.”
One of the many problems with the Capri family is that they are so damn proud. Not a single one of them could let a taunt like that slide. Not without repercussions, and usually with the opponent incapacitated before they take their cheap shot.
My arms are numb. How long could I have been restrained here before I woke? I’m not hungry. Maybe a little thirsty, but that could be due to the drug combinations running through my system.
“Arthur,” I bark out. “Stop being a fucking asshole who sends a woman, a member of his family, to do his own dirty work and speak to me like a man.”
There we go. Nothing a Capri family member hates more than emasculation. I personally think it’s why they target so many children. They are vulnerable and can’t fight back.
I keep my eyes on the camera even if the angle makes my neck ache. “Priscilla, you in there, baby? You could come talk to me too. I’m sure your daddy could spare you a while to entertain his new guest.”
Taunt after taunt, and no one comes. Eventually, I lapse into silence as my throat grows drier and drier. I can always start again once someone comes in to engage. They obviously want something from me, or else I’d be dead already. Why take a prisoner when you can kill him instead?
I shift my legs on the concrete floor as my ass goes numb along with my arms. At least someone put some underwear on me before they dragged me into this shit hole. My own underwear, at that. Something tells me Priscilla had a hand in it. The men who removed me from my room likely wouldn’t have given a shit if I was bare-ass naked.
The light on the camera blinks a few times, and I keep my gaze pinned on it. Did Kai hack their systems already, or was someone finally going to come in and talk to me?
I glare at the lens, making sure the person on the other side can see I’ll rip them apart piece by piece when I get out of this box.
The door across from me creaks open slowly. It looks like heavy steel, even though I’m not at a great angle for the best view. A tall, willowy man, maybe in his fifties, enters the room and sits across from me. At least three feet are between my farthest stretch and his shiny black shoes, so there’s no use trying to attack him.