I closed my eyes.
Who?
Who wanted me?
“Stephen, we shouldn’t do anything to anger him. You know how he gets.”
Stephen—the short one—tightened his grip on me marginally before he let me go.
I let out a small, subtle sigh as they both stood up.
“I can see why he’s so obsessed with you. You’re a fucking pretty little thing, aren’t you? You won’t tell him if we have a little fun, will you? After all, you already whore yourself to that bastard, Roman Stone.”
I didn’t answer him.
So there was another man who was obsessed with me besides Roman.
What the fuck?
I took in a stuttered breath but didn’t say anything, wanting him to keep talking. To give me more information.
Stephen pulled out his phone and pointed at me. I didn’t need to ask to know he was either recording me or taking my picture.
“Smile, sweetheart. I want to show the fucking bastard what happens when he sics his psycho brother on us.”
I blinked.
Did he mean Micah?
Was Micah hunting them?
Was that why they were hiding out in this cabin that had seen better days?
I didn’t smile for the camera.
He didn't seem to mind, as he stopped pointing the camera at me and did something else on his phone.
It rang after a while, and I wondered if he would answer.
Stephen nudged the other man with his elbow as he silenced the call.
“We’re waiting for a guest, but why don’t we have some fun before he gets here?”
I shook my head, letting out a small cry when he reached for me. He pulled me up to a standing position and started taking me in as if inspecting the meat quality at a supermarket.
I slapped his hand away as he moved it down my body, and he laughed.
The tall one relaxed with Stephen’s mood and joined in on the fun.
“Feisty little thing, aren’t you?
I didn’t show any reaction.
“And fucking quiet. Can’t you talk, girl?” the tall one asked me. I shifted my eyes to him before bringing them back to Stephen. He stepped closer to me.
When he leaned down, as if to kiss me, I pulled my head back and headbutted him right in the nose.
He let out a satisfying scream as blood dripped down, but I couldn’t take the time to revel in it because the tall one slapped me.