Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Crossing her ankles, I secure the third piece of rope around them, tying her legs closed. Then I crouch down and secure it to the bottom of the bed.
“Wh-at?” Her heavy eyes open, and she tries to move her arms but realizes she’s tied down. A soft smile appears on her face. “Haidyn, I can’t…I’m too tired.”
She thinks I’m going to fuck her again. If only I was that lucky. Walking back over to the side of the bed, I sit down next to her and cup her face. Her pretty blue eyes blink as the sun shines through the windows.
“Close your eyes, doll face. Go back to sleep.” Just then, my cell vibrates once more, and I realize I pushed snooze on the alarm instead of turning it off.
“Haidyn?” She tries to sit up, sounding more awake now. She knows our time is up. I should have left before she woke, but I’m selfish and needed more time with her. “What are you…? Untie me, Haidyn,” she demands.
“I’m sorry, doll face. But that’s not going to happen.” I get up off the bed.
“HAIDYN!” Her voice rises, and she yanks on the rope. I can see the panic in her big eyes. “Untie me, Haidyn. Right now.”
“Charlotte—”
“Please, Haidyn…don’t do this.”
When I say nothing, she arches her back and screams at the top of her lungs. She’s yanking so hard on the rope that the bed shakes.
“Calm down, Charlotte.” I cup her tear-streaked face. “Shh, you’re okay.” She tries to shake her head, but I hold it in place. “You’re going to be okay.”
“Nnnnoooo.” She sobs and sniffs, taking a deep breath. “Please…” She licks her lips. “Please untie me.”
“I can’t,” I say softly.
Fresh tears fill her eyes, and her lips tremble. “Please,” she cries desperately, and my chest tightens at leaving her here like this.
“Okay, doll face. Okay,” I say, and she closes her eyes tightly. “Just breathe. Deep breaths.” I need her to calm down.
“Untie me…” She looks up at her wrist while yanking on it.
“Okay. Just calm down. Can you do that for me?”
She nods quickly. “Yeah.” She lets out a long breath and repeats, “Yeah.”
I turn and open her nightstand, removing the two things that I need. “I’m sorry,” I say because I didn’t want to do this. “You’ve left me with no choice.” I rip off three pieces of the duct tape and place the tip of them on the edge.
“HAIDYN!” she screams, arching her back. Tears instantly fill her eyes, and she yanks so hard on the rope that the bed shakes. “You promised!” She begins to cry again. “Please don’t leave me…don’t do this….”
I shove the wadded-up thong into her mouth, and she arches her neck, trying to get her face away from my hold. I slap my hands over her full mouth while my free hand grabs one piece at a time, securing them on her mouth. I use more pieces than I normally would because her face is wet. I’m hoping between all of them, they’ll stick.
Her gagged sobs start to fill the room. Getting up off the bed, I pick up my cell to make a call. Placing it on speakerphone, I set it on the bed next to her and grab my jeans off the floor to remove my pocketknife while it rings for the second time.
“Hello?” a familiar voice answers.
“Hey,” I say in greeting. She screams into her gag, but it’s too muffled that even he can’t hear it.
“What’s up, man? Where the fuck are you? I tried calling you last night…”
“I was at Charlotte’s,” I answer. No reason to lie. He’ll figure it out anyway. “I need a favor,” I say, moving this conversation along. I have somewhere to be. When I came up with this idea, I knew that I couldn’t leave her here like this for very long. I needed someone to come get her and take care of her like I would.
“Name it,” Kashton tells me.
I take the knife and place it on my skin at the back of my neck and press the blade into it, feeling the skin cut and the warm blood run down my back as her screams grow louder. “I need you to come get Charlotte. She’s at her house.”
“And where are you?” Kashton asks.
“I have somewhere to be,” I answer, squeezing the skin until I feel the tracking device pop out. I had it replaced but can’t take the chance of them looking for me. That will put her in jeopardy. I made a deal, and I will honor it.
“Haidyn—”
“Tell Saint I’m sorry.” I interrupt whatever he was about to ask.
“What the fuck is going on, Haidyn?” Saint barks, letting me know that Kashton also has me on speakerphone, and he was listening in.
“Nothing,” I lie as my eyes drop to a sobbing Charlotte while she thrashes on the bed, tears falling out of the corner of her eyes. “I just need you to understand that I’m sorry for what I did.” If anyone took my wife away from me, I’d lose my mind. It took me falling in love with Charlotte to see that I only hurt him. I’m glad that he was able to find his way back to her.