Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
She shakes her head, taking two steps back. She’s going to fucking run. “I’m not going anywhere with you. I want to stay here. This is my home. I don’t want to leave him. I’m not going. No. Get out of my house.”
Shit, she’s in a really bad way. Stockholm Syndrome at its best. I exhale and turn, nodding toward my men, who take a step toward her. She turns and she runs, but they’re after her in seconds, grabbing her and jabbing a needle into her arm. She goes floppy in their arms in a matter of seconds. I turn to Merleigh, and say, “You’re welcome to come with us, if you want to be free of this world. We’re not goin’ to hurt you, or her. We’re here to help you.”
She stares at me and then looks over at where Cova is being slung over a shoulder, passed out. “How do I know you’re not just another man who has paid more for us?”
I step closer to her. “Those monsters and I are absolutely nothin’ alike. I assure you of that. I’m a good man and I’d never take a woman’s freedom away. I want to give it back to you, but you have to trust me. You have to know we won’t hurt you.”
She looks nervous, and jittery, and I know she’s scared. She’s lived in god knows what kind of hell here, she doesn’t know what to believe right now.
“I just want to stay with her, so I’ll go with you. I can’t live here anymore. I can’t be around this ... monster. She’s going to think differently, though. She ... doesn’t see him the way I do. She’s his little pet. When she wakes up from that, she’s going to hate you.”
She probably will, but eventually we’ll get through to her.
We’ll get her the help she needs and then maybe she’ll realize just what kind of misery life she’s been living in.
Maybe, just maybe, she’ll forgive us.
“What is going on here?”
A thundering voice can be heard rolling down the hallway. I turn to see Cohen and Kendric holding a man that is a lot younger than I first thought. I expected an older man, easily in his fifties, what I didn’t expect was a young, thirty-something business looking man. He’s buying these girls? How fucking old was he when he brought them, seriously? Twenty? It makes no sense to me why someone his age would be doing something like this.
“You the fucker that purchased these two girls?” I growl.
Cohen and Kendric stop, and the man struggles but he’s little to no match for the two of them. He glances around and his eyes fall on Cova. “What have you done to her? What have you done?”
He actually sounds concerned.
Does this motherfucker actually like that she’s so attached to him?
Sick fuck.
“She’s comin’ with us. She does not fuckin’ belong to you anymore.”
“She’s here willingly,” he growls. “She belongs to me in every way it counts. If you take her off me ...”
“You’ll what?” I warn, walking right up to his face. “Go back to the man who sold her to you? That man is the one who gave us this address. That’s an operation a lonely fucker like you can’t even get close to touching. So, do what you need, that ain’t any of my concern. These girls are coming with me, and if you try to stop me, I will blow your fucking brains out and leave you here to rot.”
His eyes widen just a touch, and he looks to Merleigh. “You’re leaving with these ... men?”
She shrinks into herself; I can literally see her crouch backward. She’s scared of him, and why wouldn’t she be? He owns her. Without him she’d be dead, and she knows it. She is scared of what he could do to her and she doesn’t know anything else but him. I reach out for her and take her hand. She looks at me, shocked and a little horrified, but she grips onto my hand. In her silence, I can hear her begging me not to let her go.
“She’s comin’ with us, too.”
“You have no right to come in here and take what’s mine!” he roars, struggling.
I pull out my gun and aim it at him. “I am more than happy to take out your fuckin’ kneecaps if you keep squirmin’ like that. What’s it goin’ to be?”
“I will not let you take them,” he seethes.
Up close, the man isn’t bad looking. Not that I’m the business of judging another man’s looks, but this guy certainly doesn’t seem like he’d have any trouble getting a woman. So, why he’d buy one is simply beyond me. He’s tall, well built, has dark hair and emerald green eyes. He’s tall, dark, and handsome. He’s the kind of men women go for. Even I know that.