“What?” She was trying to listen, to focus but it was so hard. She started to have flashbacks. The restaurant, the man, and the damaged bench. Karl fighting and the man grabbing her. Someone took her. “Where’s Antonio, Finn, Salvatore and Billy?” she asked and felt the tears fill her eyes.
He cupped her cheek. “They’re not coming. Salvatore and Finn killed my brother.” He ran his hand up her thigh, his fingertips came close to her mound, and she shoved them away. He gripped her wrists and pressed over her. His teeth were clenched.
“My brother was going to make you his bitch that night in the cabin. He was about to take you when Finn, Salvatore and those other cops got there and shot him and his partner. My brother died because of you. Your boyfriends killed him and now you’re going to suffer. They’re going to search far and wide and never know where you are.”
“Why are you doing this? I didn’t do anything to you. Let me go,” she said and tried to get up.
He shoved her back down. “You listen and maybe you’ll get out of here alive. Maybe you’ll last more than a few nights with Anatoli.”
She didn’t know who he was talking about, but she was starting to get a clearer head. They drugged her. That’s how they got her out of Connelly’s. Her nightmare wasn’t over. This man was hunting her. His brother was the man who tried to rape her in that cabin. The ones Finn and Salvatore killed and rescued her. Oh God, Salvatore and Finn. Billy and Antonio will suffer. They’ll blame themselves. She had to get free. She had to.
“This is her.” She heard the voice and turned to see a very tall, large, muscular man with blond hair and dark eyes. He was dressed in a black suit, a designer one from what she could tell. He had gold cufflinks and looked like a boss.
“She will be resistant at first, but I know you like women that put up a fight,” the man said to him.
He chuckled. “You do know me well, Darius. May I have a closer look?” he asked.
Darius waved his hand over toward her. The man approached. He reached out and touched her hair. She turned away.
He gripped her face. “I see what you mean about defiant. I can break her in.” He licked his lips and looked over her chest. He used his other hand to push aside the top to see her breasts. She shoved at his hand and he chuckled. “Petite, but well built. She’s more than you said. I can see the defiance, the strength in her beautiful blue eyes. You were right. A keeper for me,” he said and stood up straighter.
That’s when she saw the gun on his waist near his belt. She swallowed hard. She wasn’t going to be a victim. She wasn’t going to let them take her, rape her, sell her, or do whatever in God’s name they wanted.
She survived the first time because she was rescued. Her men wouldn’t know where she was right now. They couldn’t find her. She was on her own. She saw the other women in the room. They were being sold tonight, taken by these wealthy foreign guys with money and power. It was sick and she grew angrier and angrier. She would rather die than let this man touch her and take of her what he wanted. She stared at them and listened to what they were saying. She needed to be smart and pick the right moment to fight. She could die here, but at least it would be on her terms and not on theirs.
“So how much for her?” the man asked.
“Ahh, you would be doing me a favor by taking her. She will suit your needs and then you can be done. In fact, I think you should take a sample of her tonight to ensure she’s what you desire. Then, the final payment when you are satisfied can be offering me a piece of the pie in the drugs and guns deal you’re working in the Middle East. Just a little morsel. Nothing too big.”
The other man chuckled.
“You got it. We can make lots of money together and be rich, satisfied men.”
“Very good, Anatoli. Let’s have a taste of your gift.”
He motioned with his arm toward Missy Ann and Anatoli took her hand and pulled her up against him.
Her head was still fuzzy but as she thought about what these men could do to her right now the adrenaline began to pump and her fear was overpowering the drugs in her system.
He dropped her onto the bed. She bounced and tried to scramble. He grabbed her legs and pulled her back, letting his hands glide up the dress. She kicked at him and heard his roar. Darius chuckled. Anatoli slammed his fist down onto her thigh and she cried out. She turned and he shoved her dress up, his eyes zeroed in on her nakedness and she lost it as he lowered. She slammed down onto his shoulders and head. He lifted up and pressed his forearm to her throat. “You will submit. You will not resist. I bought you and you are mine to do with as I please,” he stated through clenched teeth. She screamed and fought against him until her arm was pinned underneath him. She panicked. This was it. She was going to be raped by these men and there was nothing she could do.
She felt the gun. Her fingers were on it. She stared up into his eyes and he suckled her breast and used his other hand to push between her legs and she screamed, grabbed the gun, and pulled the trigger. His eyes widened. The sound filled the room and Darius ran toward his desk. She was screaming, crying.
“No! You stupid bitch.” He pointed the gun at her and shot. She shot the gun as she screamed in fear, in hysterics. He flew back over the desk, and she felt a sense of relief but then pain. She looked down and saw the blood oozing from her side.
The door burst open. Men in black assault gear, the letters FBI on their vests, filled the room. She released the gun, letting it fall from her hand.
“Missy Ann! Missy Ann!” She heard Finn’s voice and then saw his eyes, and then Salvatore’s.
“She’s shot. She needs an ambulance now,” Finn yelled.
“She killed Darius and Anatoli. They’re dead,” someone said and she cried. She couldn’t stop crying or moaning from the pain. “Apply pressure with this. The paramedics are coming up.” She saw Tazer, and then Lynch. They looked just as scared as she felt.
“They said you wouldn’t come. That you wouldn’t know where I was. Darius is the guy’s brother. The guy who tried to hurt me.”
“I know, baby. We know everything and they can’t hurt you anymore. None of them can,” Finn said to her as he caressed her hair.
She saw their expressions as her body began to shake. She felt cold, and the effects of the drugs were coming back. At least she thought so.