“Well, it’s okay, you were able to compensate by getting this beauty here,” the woman says from close by. I open my eyes enough to see who she’s talking to. “I remember her. I had my eye on this one a while ago when I’d been here.”
“This woman was one of the targets Ezra wanted you to nab Lavina,” Warren mutters from right above me. “It was just our luck the bitch being in the SUV with Parker.”
“I remember,” Lavina says with a smile in her voice.
God, please get me out of here.
“The auction is five days from now and these two need to be there on time as they’re to be sold to the elite. There are several members who are interested in them both already from the shots you sent me.” My stomach churns at what I’m hearing.
“They’ll be there,” Warren confirms.
Not if I can help it.
“Good, now show me the rest of the merchandise and then I’d like for Cherry to be brought into the office. I’m in the mood to have some fun with her again,” Lavina states.
“Only if you promise not to damage her too badly,” Warren chuckles.
“Oh, you can join us of course but she’s mine and I’ll be taking her with me when I leave. I’ve decided to add Cherry to my collection.”
“What is Peaches not enough for you?” Warren snorts.
“No, you can never have enough. Peaches is now more than ever ready to spread her legs at all times. The drug we created is working amazingly well and I’m finding that after the first ten doses, they only need one every other day or so. Come I’ll show you what I mean, Peaches is already in your office as we speak with one of my men watching her of course.”
Gross.
The two of them speak as they leave the room and close the door.
I open my eyes and slowly lift my body up off the floor to see where I’m at. We’re in some sort of warehouse. The lighting isn’t that great but I notice Harley right away and remember hearing her name screamed out as well.
I’d been dazed when they took us and then I’d blacked out due to the pain.
“Harley,” I call her name quietly, hoping she hears me. I don’t want to draw attention to the two of us.
Harley lifts her head off the floor and I immediately regret this happening to her. Why couldn’t they just take me?
“Are you okay?” I ask.
“No, but we need to get out of here. I . . . I don’t want to be sold,” Harley murmurs, her eyes showing how terrified she is.
“I don’t either. Come on, let’s see if we can’t find a way out of here,” I state with a groan of pain.
“Are you okay?” Harley asks me this time.
“Not by a long shot,” I say with a shake of my head.
“The club will find us,” Harley mumbles reassuringly.
“I know they’ll come for us but I’m not wanting to wait around.” And I wasn’t, my daughter was in that wreck with us as we were on the way to the hospital. I don’t know if she’s okay or not and I don’t know if Cane was hurt in the gunfire.
No don’t go there.
I don’t need to think of him being hurt right now. The thought of him being hurt along with Piper is terrifying. For now, I need to think of them being whole and safe.
Together.
Harley and I have been sticking to the shadows of the warehouse trying to find a way out of this dreadful place. I’ve heard noises, I know will haunt me for the rest of my life. Women’s screams for men to get off of them. Even a male voice yelling out for them to release him.
I felt bad we weren’t able to help but right now our main concern is the two of us escaping. We enter a room on the bottom floor and there’s a broken window. “Harley, I’m gonna give you a boost first then I’ll follow you,” I state.
“How are you going to get up there without help? You’re as small as I am,” Harley mutters.
“Yeah, I know I am, but I’ll figure out a way to hop up there. Now let’s get you up and out so we can get out of here,” I groan.
Harley gives me a curt nod but I know she doesn’t want to go first. I help her up, my body screams at me the entire time. I sigh in relief when Harley’s able to lift her weight up over the windowsill. I take a deep breath when Harley climbs to the other side.
“Parker, I’m out of the way, come on through,” Harley whisper yells through the window and I slump against the wall while looking around the room for something to stand on. I spot a crate off to the side some and drag it over placing it under the window.
I step on top of it and start to pull myself through the window until an arm wraps around my waist and I’m jerked back inside. “RUN,” I scream to Harley.
“You think you’re getting away that easily, bitch?” the man I fear even more than my brother sneers as he tightens his hold on my waist.
No. No. No.
This can’t be happening.
Marshall shouldn’t be here.
Warren sent him away when I tried to press charges against him when he’d raped me. What’s he doing here?
“I think it’s time you and I have some more fun while your brother’s preoccupied. Seems to me you’re in need of being put back in your place,” Marshall says, straddling my waist.
I clench my eyes together and try my best to take my mind somewhere else.
The first blow to my face hits like a sledgehammer and I swear this time around Marshall’s going to kill me. I won’t even make it to the auction my brother and Lavina want to place me in.
At this point I don’t know what’s worse.
