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DARREN

I crept silently along the edge of the woods. James had sent me this location, telling me this was the place he assumed Juliana had been held at, which meant it would also be the place all of the other women were held.

That meant Andres should be here, especially with it being dark. He was going to want pussy tonight. Men like him always did, especially from unwilling women.

I never understood how some men got off on that kind of shit. I wanted my woman crying out my name in ecstasy, not fear. I wanted her to plead for me to fill her up.

Men like Andres Garcia were absolutely fucking disgusting.

While I was gone, my job was to follow Andres and his most trusted men to find out as much as I could about their routine. James didn’t want me gone long. He figured Andres had men watching the house, and it would seem suspicious if I didn’t pop up for a few days.

It was my second day of recon. I would be going home tonight, and God, was I fucking ready. I missed Juliana. I fucking needed to feel her in my arms, hold her for a minimum of fucking twelve hours.

It was hell being away from her.

A twig snapped behind me, jerking me out of my head. I spun around, my gun raised, but something hard hit my head. My reaction had been too late.

I crumpled to the ground.

~*~*~

When I came to, I was chained to the floor. I had a chain around my neck, and my wrists and ankles were chained as well. I quickly took in my surroundings and all the scents.

Three naked women were in the room with me, chained as well. The floors and the walls were cement, and it smelled horribly of bleach.

I could feel blood on my temple, most likely from where I’d gotten hit.

Sitting in front of me in a leather chair, his ankle resting on his other knee, a cigar between his lips, was none other than Andres Garcia, Juliana’s father.

“Darren Jackson,” he drawled, his Hispanic accent thick in his voice. “My daughter’s pussy is fucking magical, isn’t it?”

I leaned my back against the wall behind me, smirking at him. “Tight as fuck,” I remarked, playing his game with him.

His jaw tightened. I hadn’t responded like he wanted me to. He’d been expecting me to fight back.

Joke was on him. I was a sick son of a bitch. I knew this torture game like the back of my fucking hand. I dealt it often enough.

This mother fucker wouldn’t be getting under my skin today.

“She calls me Daddy when I’m inside of her,” I pushed, my lips pulling up into a smirk. I couldn’t fucking help myself.

He waved his hand. Two of his men came forward, a warning glinting in their eyes. I laughed. “Can’t do your own grunt work, old man?” I taunted. “I’ve got the energy to fuck your precious daughter into a small coma and still bloody my hands.”

One of his men sent his fist crashing into my cheekbone. I grinned a bloody smile at him, spitting blood onto the ground after. “That all you got?” I taunted. “Let me guess, you got a piece of her, too, before she ran away?” I asked. “Think you should know baby girl’s got a strong as fuck grip when I’m claiming her sweet body as mine.” His eyes darkened. He took a threatening step towards me. “Makes your hits seem weak as shit.”

Andres stood up from his chair, glaring at me with murderous contempt. I spit blood onto his shoe. “Fuck him up, but don’t kill him. I want his entire family to know what the fuck will happen if I don’t get my daughter back. This is their only warning.”

“My little girl is going to kiss all my wounds better,” I said to his back as he turned to walk away. He tensed. I was fucking with his head, and I was enjoying it. “And then, like the perfect little girl I taught her to be, she’ll suck my dick and enjoy it.”

He stormed from the room, slamming the door shut behind him. I looked up at the two seething men he had left behind with me. I smirked. “Give me your worst.”

I grabbed the chains attached to my wrists and gripped them tightly as they proceeded to beat every square inch of my body, using knives afterward to make me bleed.

I never made a sound. I just closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, and pictured my beautiful woman in my head.

I will always keep you safe, baby girl.


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