Grady and my men captured the wives of Antonio’s main guys. We kept our faces covered the entire time. The women were frantic, so we had to tie them up good. We drove to a secluded area and pulled over.
Turing around to face them in the back seat, I continue to explain why they’re here.
Duct tape is secured on their mouths because I don’t trust them not to scream. Grady is driving and I’m in the passenger seat. The other men are in the vehicle behind us.
“The reason you’re here is because your husbands fucked up. They have someone we want, and until they give her back you two will be staying with us.”
They both cry, and shake their heads back and forth.
“The last thing I want to do is hurt you, but I will. I will hurt you in a blink of an eye.
If they even so much as harm a hair on my girl’s head, you two can kiss your families goodbye.” They both continue to sob.
I take a picture of them and grab their cell phones that we confiscated.
Locating their husbands’ numbers I use a burner phone to send both men the photos and wait for a response. It’s almost instant when the pleading begins. I smile when I read the desperation in their texts.
“Jackpot.” I look over to Grady and he pounds my fist.
“Let’s go get her back.” I tell him the location to make the exchange, and we’re off.
Erica
I just finished getting dressed when I hear a commotion outside my door. It slams open and in come the two guards that I despise.
“What the hell?” I shout, but the menacing look on their faces tells me they’re pissed about something.
One of the men storms towards me, pushing me up against the wall, and covers my mouth. His mouth is close to my ear.
“Your boyfriend has our wives, so we are taking you to him now. You will be fucking quiet leaving this compound, or I will fucking kill you,” he growls.
My eyes widen in shock, but also surprise. When he lets his hand down I push him away.
“Don’t fucking touch me! If you hurt me your wives are as good as dead!” I whisper just loud enough for only them to hear.
The other guard comes up to me and slaps me hard across the face, and I gasp in pain.
“What the hell, man! You can’t touch her!”
“Sorry, but the bitch deserves it,” the second guard spits.
“Go downstairs and distract Antonio. Tell him she will be right down,” he orders, and the other man leaves quickly.
He then pushes his body against mine and I try my best to get him off me, but he’s too strong. His hard length is pressed up against me and I want to puke.
“Now listen to me, bitch. If shit hits the fan and our wives don’t make it back to us, I will personally make it my mission to destroy you and this perfect body of yours. Do you understand me?” I nod frantically, agreeing so he will get off me.
“Go fix your face and cover up that mark. You will have dinner with Antonio and then meet us in the basement when you’re finished.”
I do as he says when he exits the room.
About ten minutes later I arrive downstairs in the dining area.
Plates are set just for Antonio and me.
I sigh when I think of how desperate he has been for a relationship with me. Well, he’s not getting anything out of me, because thankfully I will be gone tonight.
My face still throbs, but I ignore the pain.