He raked his gaze over her, licking his lips lasciviously. “You are fine, truly fine. I can see why the boss likes you.”
Sophie slid one hand one arm down, covering her vulva, and crossed the other over her breasts. Still exposed. Raw and exposed and frightened beyond measure.
“Now, my lady, lie down on the bed, on your back.”
Sophie stood her ground. “I will not.”
He came toward her.
“Don’t you dare lay a hand on me!”
Jake was not fazed. He pushed her down onto the bed. She struggled, kicking and flailing her arms. He laid his weight over her body, grabbed one arm, brought it to the bars at the headboard, and fastened her wrist to the bar with rope. She continued to resist, her wrist burning from the coarse binding.
Jake bound her other wrist to the headboard. Still she kicked her feet, screaming and bouncing her derriere on the bed.
“You’re just making this harder, my lady.”
She landed a pretty good kick to Jake’s forearm.
“God damn it, you bitch.”
He grabbed her foot, leashed the rope around it, and bound it to one of the bars of the footboard. He moved to the other side of the bed and repeated the procedure.
“You won’t get away with this! My stepfather will come for me. My fiancé will come for me.”
“Your fiancé?”
“Yes. Mr. Zachary Newland. He and I are going to be married.”
“Well, my lady, I suppose it’s my duty to tell you that you no longer belong to Mr. Newland. You’re now the property of the boss. He will be here soon.”
Jake turned and walked toward the door.
“You can’t just leave me here,” Sophie screamed.
“I’m only following orders, my lady. I’ve done what I’ve been paid to do.”
“You stupid coward. How can you leave a weak woman like this?”
Jake turned. “My lady, I advise you to keep your mouth shut. I do my job, but anyone who calls me coward risks my wrath. And right now, my lady, you’re in no position to fight me off. I wouldn’t mind having a taste of that tight little body.”
Nausea rose in Sophie’s throat. “What would the boss think if you knew you were having such thoughts?”
“Well, the boss will never know, will he?”
“Certainly he will. I will tell him.”
“Not after I cut out your tongue, little one.” Jake’s eyes glowed red like the devil’s.
Sophie recognized that evil gleam. She had seen it in her own father’s eyes when he beat their mother, when he beat her, and especially when he beat Ally.
Something in her snapped. Never again would she be cowardly. Never again would she succumb to her own fear. Ally hadn’t feared their father, and she had taken plenty of beatings meant for Sophie.
This man would not touch her, and neither would this boss, whoever he was.
“You cut out my tongue, sir, and I promise you my fiancé will come and cut off your cock.”
“I will be long gone, my lady, before anyone knows I had any part of this.”