Author: T.L. Swan
Category: Christian
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“He’s finished. She’s out of his room.” He hangs up and smiles darkly as his hungry eyes drop down my body.
Oh my fucking God, he just called for the other men. I turn and run.
I run for my life down the stairs two at a time and I can hear men yahooing in the distance.
No. No.
I run as fast as I can and I burst through the doors and back out onto the deck. I run over to the side and hide behind one of the shipping containers. The rain is coming down really hard.
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I hear the double doors burst open and all the men yell excitedly. “She’s here somewhere. Find her.”
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Mac
I am just drifting off to sleep when I hear a commotion outside in the hall. The boys are all cheering.
I hear her scream.
They found her.
I roll over and shake my head as uneasiness passes over me. She screams again and I hear one of the men cry out in pain. I smirk to myself. She’s obviously just hurt someone. Feisty little bitch, I will give her that.
I start to drift off again and I hear her cry out in pain.
I frown. For fuck’s sake, I don’t need this shit. I’m tired.
For another ten minutes, I doze, and then the sound of a frantic bang on the door wakes me.
“Help me. Help me!” she screams as the door handle jiggles frantically.
Go away.
I close my eyes again.
“He won’t fucking help you,” I hear Ian call out. The hairs on the back of neck stand to attention. Fuck, I hate that guy.
I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling through the darkness with my hands behind my head as I listen.
I hear her struggling and fighting the group of men in the hallway. She’s a hellcat all right.
I should have let them kill her. It would have been way less dramatic.
I don’t have the time or energy for this shit.
“Please. No,” she cries.
Fucking hell. Annoyed, I hop up and pull on my shorts. I stand behind the door with my hands on my hips as I listen for a moment.
“Oh, I’m going to give it to you good.” Ian growls. “You’re going to pay for that bitch.”
That’s it. He’s not fucking getting her. I open the door in a rush and the boys look up from their spot on the floor where they are struggling to hold her down.
“Get off her,” I snap.
“M-mac,” Ian stammers as he looks up. “You don’t want her.”
I glare at him.