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“Fuck no. But I will move you to a better room. Much more comfortable.”

“Annika,” she whispers.

“Anna… what?”

“Annika,” she says in a louder voice. “My fucking name is Annika. Now get your fucking hand off my fucking throat.”

“You have a filthy mouth, Annika,” I say.

I release my hold on her throat. There’s a beautiful red mark, a faded imprint of my hand and fingers. My heart slams inside my chest.

Crunching metal. Silence… fire…

“Annika,” I say, breaking up the memory turned into a thought.

I grab her by the hair and pull her across the floor. She screams and thrashes but it’s like she’s just playing around. Not really trying to hit me or fight back.

I throw her down to the floor. She looks up at me, tears in her eyes.

“Fuck you,” she growls. “Go fucking die.”

“I’m going to keep to my word, Annika. I’ll make sure you get out of here and into a more comfortable room. It’s getting really late. You need to get some sleep.”

I turn my back on her and walk to the door.

I honestly wait for her to run after me and jump on my back.

I’m kind of in the mood for a fight. Feel her body against mine. Wiggling and wrestling. Eventually I could pin her against a wall and let her feel the length and girth of my cock pulsing through my jeans.

Those tits…

I unlock the door and leave the room. I slam the door shut and lock it again and then punch the door.

“Annika,” I whisper.

Annika… who attendsSA. Of course she goes to a much different part ofSA. But still. She’s from campus. And she’s about to go missing.

This… is going to be a fucking mess to deal with.

ChapterSix

ANNIKA

The shock outweighs the panic,which is good, I guess. I sit on the concrete floor and hug my knees. This is my fucking luck.

I wonder where Molly is right now. She probably has her ankles tucked back behind her ears. She probably has the bartender and thethreesome guyfucking her. Probably at the same time. One guy for each hole down there.

Trading holes back and forth, not giving a fuck about anything. Molly screaming and clawing at the bed, making insanely loud porn star moans and groans. Cum filling her ass and her pussy at the same time.

I shake my head and swallow hard. This isn’t Molly’s fault. I wanted to go out and celebrate my freedom.

“How fucking ironic!” I yell, my voice bouncing off the walls.

I look around the room. Concrete. Cool. A buzzing light above my head. I have no idea where I am or what this place is. I have no idea what time it is. What day it is.What year it is.Okay, fine, I know it can’t be days later. Or years, obviously.

My head throbs. I can’t believe he hurt me. Knocked me out.

He…

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