Save Me (Taken Series Book 1) (22 page)

I scream and kick, flailing my arms and legs trying to connect only I never do. I try to head butt the man but miss hitting just his chest. Scratching does nothing and I feel my freedom swiftly being taken away.

“Bring the bitch back. We’ll just tie her up since she wants to be so feisty. I love a girl who fights me but it’s not just me tonight.” Jeremy laughs and the other men join in.

“NO!!! Let me go you bastard! Please don’t do this. Please!” I cry and scream still kicking and flinging my arms as the guard who caught me carries me back to the room.

“Tsk, tsk. I told you earlier if you tried anything that I was going to punish you worse. It will have to wait though seeing as your dessert for these gentlemen.”

The men both have threatening smiles on their faces as they watch the spectacle before them. Jeremy stalks towards me as I am placed on the pool table while the guard holds me down.

“I guess that means you’ll be tied up for the fun. That’s ok. Bondage is a major turn on.” He laughs again.

“No please. I won’t run. I promise. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’ll be good.”

“Too late. You chose your fate.” I screamed at the top of my lungs stopping short as Jeremy backhands me making me see stars and my vision to blur. My jaw hurts and I think he chipped a tooth. I whimper while the tears slide down my cheeks all the while Jeremy takes rope from the cabinet holding the pool sticks and starts to loop them through the corners of the table pockets and around my ankles effectively spreading my legs apart leaving me vulnerable. Once done, he moves onto my wrists raising my arms above my head. I have nowhere to go, no way to move and no way of escape. I am effectively trapped and am about to be raped by three men. I’m in hell and there is nobody who can save me now. I’ll be ruined. I’ll come out broken.

“Let’s get this party started shall we?” And it begins.

Chapter 12

             
Jeremy

Two weeks I’ve made love to her. Two weeks I’ve tasted, touched and claimed Sierra’s body as my own. Yet she still fears me. Still cries, begs and pleas for me to leave her alone. Why doesn’t she want me? I thought we were perfect for each other. I know she’s perfect for me. There’s no doubt in my mind she was made for me yet she has no want for me. I just don’t understand and it’s pissing me off.

              I’ve cut out her family so they can’t taint her mind against me. I’ve taken her from her friends to avoid jealousy and taunts for the forbidden love of a teacher and student. I’ve even killed the only man in my way to claiming her heart and left him in a pool of his own blood. There should be no reason for her to flinch when I come near or when I touch her. Her tears should shed of happiness not despair. Her pleas should be for more pleasure, not to stop or leave her alone. Her begging increases with every thrust in her tight, slick pussy but not to go deeper or push harder. No. Her begs are for me to not touch her or to stop finding pleasure in her sinful body.

              I just can’t take it anymore. The punishment she endures for every tear, for every plea to not touch her goes straight to my heart like a jagged knife because it does nothing but make things worse yet I can’t help it. She needs to be punished for her refusal of me. She needs to learn that she cannot keep getting away with telling me no and to stop. I’ve devised a plan to teach her a lesson. I will show her what a true bastard I could be. I will show her that my love for her and her body are what women dream of. I plan to do that with the help of my associates. She’ll find out what true pain is. There will be no escape from me after this. She’ll beg me to take her every night instead of taking her punishment and soon after she will feel pleasure with me, not disgust.

              Just thinking of her sweet pussy causes my cock to throb with intense need for release. God how I want her. But tonight is not about me. It’s about teaching her a lesson. I will have her right where I want her after this. There is no doubt she will be grateful to me after our activities I have planned.

              “King.” My voice flows through the line with authority.

              “Jeremy. What can I do for you? About to go into a business deal with a prospective buyer. Let’s keep this short.” Good. We need more buyers. This company will grow faster than when my uncle ran it. Now that I’m the new head of our black market company, things will move smoothly and efficiently. I’ve got ideas that my uncle always shot down but he’s no longer here to tell me no.

              “We have business to discuss. Bring Tank. There are some changes to be made but it’s not just a business meeting. I have a little…gift for you gentleman. Be here at six.” I hang up not waiting for a response knowing that they won’t be late.

              Cracking my neck from side to side I take a look at my watch. Four o’clock. Perfect. Plenty of time to get home, get ready, and make sure Sierra looks delectable for tonight. It’s going to be one hell of a party.

              Having taken leave from my coaching job at the high school due to allegations of kidnap have taken their toll on me. I’m ready to get back to work. I need to make sure nobody is on my trail. I need to make sure I am no longer looked at as a suspect in everyone’s eyes. I’ve proven my innocence when they ransacked my house after someone claimed to have seen Sierra ride off in my car. They found no evidence to show I had anything to do with her.

              Problem is, now my uncle is no longer alive to help with ears on the inside at the police station. Sure it’s a blessing to not have to report to him for everything I do but he being dead also makes me more vulnerable. I need someone on the inside to help me stay off the radar. There is no room for mistakes and I need all eyes and ears open to make sure we don’t get caught. If we get caught, this whole operation goes under. Millions of dollars lost, all our buyers lose interest and go in hiding until everything blows over leaving us to start at square one. All those girls we have waiting to be auctioned off will be taken from me and I will have to start all that hard work over again.

              I need to find someone who can get on the inside or even someone already on the inside. I need to go over my contacts and see who I have that could be of use to us in that respect. After tonight’s business meeting is over I’ll call around and see who exactly I have in my resources. I’ll cut out all the men I don’t trust, change locations for holding the auctions and where we hide the women before they are sold. I’ll need to expand to more than just women. I need to move more in depth with drugs and weaponry. When this business expands, we will need as many allies on our side to keep us hidden and safe. Drugs to sell to buyers for their women and for them if they so choose. Weapons for protection and to build an army. I’ll need an army if anyone crosses me.

              Sierra will figure out after tonight that she’s mine to do with as I please and to avoid her punishment she will please me in every way. She thinks I’m a monster. Tonight I will show her just how scary I can really be. That fear I drive into her will be what brings her closer to me. It will make her respect me, fear me, stand by me and eventually she will love me. When that happens, she will help me rule my empire. We’ll become the ultimate team and grow our business to new heights. The black market isn’t just for men. It’s for partners and truly merciless women who want more than what is allowed in regular society. It’s not just drugs, weapons and organs. Its women, men, slaves and any and all things that buyers want.

              Racing home to be with my love and future business partner, my anticipation grows. As much as I don’t want any man to touch what’s mine, she needs this. She needs to see what true fear is. She needs to see just what kind of monster I can be and what happens by her not choosing me. Once she sees that I’m not heartless when it comes to loving her like I have the last few weeks I’ve had her the sooner she will come to love me. She has to because we are meant to be. There’s no way she can’t love me after this.

              As I get in my car and turn the key, hearing the purr of the engine my phone rings breaking me out of my thoughts of the future.

              “This better be good news!” I’ve been waiting for confirmation that my uncle is well and truly dead that the police and paramedics didn’t arrive in time to save him. I also needed confirmation that the man I shot who stole Sierra from me was six feet in the ground. Neither of them had a funeral and there was nothing in the news or paper about what happened that night so I felt uneasy thinking maybe I didn’t do a thorough enough job in killing them. I had to send one of my men to poke around and get information.

              “There’s no news other than two men were transported to the hospital and underwent surgery. The girl’s family hasn’t been to the hospital since last week. They went about their business like nothing happened. The cop had nothing on him other than he was in ICU for a little while after surgery. They are keeping everything locked down tight here boss but I did hear that one man was in a coma from blood loss. Could be your boss since you said you shot the other guy in the head.”

              “Good work. Keep looking into it and if you find anything else out let me know.”

              “Will do boss.” I hang up not waiting to know if there was anything else and feeling even more pissed than before.

              “Fuck!” I scream and pound my fist into the steering wheel not once but twice in frustration causing the horn to blare.  Leaning my head back against the seat I can feel a migraine coming on.

              Why the fuck are my employees such idiots? I think it’s time to clean house. Get rid of those who can’t help me or my cause. He’s first. Tossing my phone into the passenger seat I shift my car in reverse and back out of my driveway at my old house. I still need to look as if I am still around. I can’t just up and leave because that would raise suspicion.

Every day I drive back to my house an hour away and hang out. I go through my paperwork for the school to make sure I’m ready to go back when this bullshit is over. I drive around and stop at my usual hangouts to seem as if this doesn’t affect me. It’s all just a ruse though. I need to find out information. I need to hear the latest gossip, see if someone mentions something that is of interest to me, and try and wrap up this part of my life. Once the school year is over I’m gone. I’ll look for another teaching job somewhere else closer to my new home and leave this place behind. People will understand. Teachers who get accused of things such as me get a bad rep and then all hell breaks loose if they stay even after being found innocent. 

As I drive down the side streets to get to the freeway, nobody takes notice of me. Nobody sees that I really am on my way home and that these last two weeks have been a sham as I make sure I’m seen around town as if I still live here. I pass houses where mothers invited me for dinner. I coast by hangouts where girls flaunt themselves for men’s pleasure. The school taunts me as I watch it disappear around the corner as I take the main road towards the interstate. Trees fly by hiding wild and free critters in dark shadows before turning onto the interstate heading towards my new permanent home.

Time moves by too slowly on this long quiet ride with no traffic as I make my way back to my sanctuary. Once I pull of the interstate an hour later into the town where I now reside, relief at being so close to my love has made me smile for the first time today. Yet I’m still frustrated. Unfortunately my love hasn’t fallen for me which is partly why I called for a business meeting that should start in about an hour. After driving through the quiet streets that lead to my home, the gates grow in front of me before gradually opening for me to enter through onto the gravel driveway. My frustration grows with every crunch of rock under my vehicles tires knowing that once I walk in that house Sierra will hide in her corner in fear of me.

Throwing my car in park I burst out of my door slamming it hard behind me trying to alleviate some of this tension. Stomping my way up to the house one of the guards opens the front door but I grab it from him just to slam it shut. It still doesn’t help. I want to strangle Sierra. I want to beat her and fuck her and beat her some more before I make her suck me off. But tonight is about her and teaching her a lesson. I need to leave her untouched no matter how bad it kills me.

Stalking up the stairs I slow my steps. When I reach her door I nod to the guard letting him know he can leave. I slowly open the door and step into the room I’ve given Sierra and notice her blank look as she stares at the wall opposite of her. I’m sick of this. Sick of her pouting and moping around like she doesn’t want to be here. She should feel grateful. There’s no reason for her to be so unhappy living here. I give here everything she could ever need and I love her like no one else ever could. I’ll fix this problem tonight.

I barely notice anything else, nearly forgetting why I’m here as I stare at the desolate beauty before me. Locking the door behind me, I crave the taste and feel of Sierra and seriously contemplate just taking her right now but there’s no time. I need her ready soon and I still need to be ready before our guests arrive. I cannot forget why I am here. My anger returns quickly just thinking about why I need to do this.