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“Wait,” Troy yelled.

They put her in the back seat with one of them that watched her like a hawk.

She looked at him. “Do you guys have no remorse or heart?”

Neither said anything, so she turned to look out the window. She had no idea where they were when they stopped by a dull gray warehouse, pulled her out of the backseat, and took her into the building. The huge room had a kitchen and several sofas and chairs off to the side. They didn’t stop but dragged her down a hallway and into a bare room.

They pushed her in, closed the door, and locked it. She took a few moments to try to calm down before looking around for anything she could use to defend herself. When she couldn’t find anything but dust, she looked for a way to escape. She turned toward the small window high up on the wall.

Even if she could reach it, it was too small for her to fitthrough.

Rebeka sat on the dirty floor, wrapped her arms around her bent legs, rested her head on her knees, and let the tears fall.

Chapter Nine

An hour later, Rebeka heard several cars pull up and then men’s voices. She stood and pressed herself against the wall farthest from the door when she heard someone coming down the hallway and unlocking the door.

One guy opened the door, and Victor walked in with a big grin on his face.

“There’s my girl,” he said.

“Victor, you don’t want to do this. People at work will put out a missing person report and many people saw what happened. They’ll know you had something to do with my disappearance.”

His grin got bigger. “I don’t want you to worry your pretty little head.”

She gritted her teeth. The look in his eyes scared the shit out of her.

“I want to see what’s mine. Undress.”

Her stomach twisted, and her heart pulsed against her ribs. “No.”

“If you don’t do it, these guys would love to get their hands on you.”

Rebeka looked at the four guys standing behind Victor with smiles on their faces.

“Now!” Victor barked.

She slipped off her shoes and then started to unbutton her blouse, set that on her shoes, and then pulled her pants off. She stood in front of them with her hands, hiding as much of her body as she could.

God, how am I going to survive this?

“Fucking gorgeous.” Victor looked over his shoulder at his men. “What do you think, guys?”

“Fucking hot,” one said.

“For being such good soldiers, I’m going to give her to you for a few hours after I’m done with her the first time.”

The men hooted and laughed.

He turned back to look at her. “And then I’ll take her back and finish her.”

The grin on his face was so evil that she knew there was no humanity or remorse in this man. She stiffened when he stepped toward her and then exhaled when he stopped.

His phone rang in his pocket. “Fuck.” He pulled it out and answered it. “Hey.” He listened. “Right now?”… “I’m in the middle of something.” … “Fuck, fine. I’ll be right there.” He stuffed his phone back into his pocket and took a few steps toward her. She twisted her head to the side when he tried to touch it.

“Get used to the idea of my hands all over you, cunt.” He stopped at the door. “I’ll be back soon.” He looked at one of his men. “Take her clothing and burn it. She’ll never need it again.”

“You got it, boss.”


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