“She doesn’t look like she is enjoying it much.” Trick tilts his head and raises an eyebrow.
“She likes to be tied up, you know how some whores are. They like it rough.”
“I don’t know what’s more disturbing; how easily you lie to our faces or what kind of sick fuck you are that you get off on shit like this,” someone else says.
“Look, guys…” Tucker takes a step toward his friends but is quickly cut off.
“Drop your fucking gun, or I’ll shoot your dick right off,” Trick warns, pointing his gun at Tucker’s crotch, who immediately lets his gun fall to the ground. It lands with a thud only feet away from me.
Trick and the guy next to him move closer while the other three block the exit. Tucker makes a feeble attempt to run, but he is swiftly stopped and shoved to the ground. I watch as he is hogtied with the rest of the cable ties on the ground.
Only when he is completely immobilized does Trick come and kneel next to me. That’s when I realize that my shirt and bra are open, and everyone can see my breasts. He pulls a knife from his boot, and my heart stops. He is going to kill me, after all.
Trick must see my thoughts written all over my face because he gives me a lopsided grin. “Calm down, just cutting your restraints,” he assures me. “Tucker won’t hurt you anymore, and the boss said not to harm you. Maddox and Ryder are on their way. So, just sit tight.”
He cuts through the cable ties around my wrist and ankles. As soon as my limbs are free, I sit up and pull my knees to my chest.
Looking up, I find five pairs of eyes watching me curiously. After a moment, they all look away and start talking between themselves. I should probably listen in to make sure they are really not going to hurt me, but I’m too consumed with what Trick just told me…
Ryder is coming.