Page 88 of A Captive Situation

The touch helped me right myself.

The past was shoved back down, and I returned to the present.

I looked at Sawyer, and was rocked.

She was mine. Christ. She truly was.

I was looking at my future.

That thought sealed everything inside of me. I was no longer doing this for me. The first third of my life, I’d lived underneath my uncle’sorders. The second third, I’d been existing for my brother. But now, the next third would be for her.

This woman had power over me.

She was in my blood.

When all of this was done, I was taking her away with me and I was going to fuck her in a thousand different positions, different ways, and I was going to make her cry out from pleasure until I couldn’t move anymore. It was my own dark promise to myself. I was taking her whether she wanted to go or not.

She was mine. It was that simple.

My captive. My cross to bear. My woman. Mine. Just fucking mine.

But first, we needed to deal with this problem standing in the way.

My target was just ahead. Ashton had helped set this up and his other employee was with her. She was going to lead her to a particular spot for us, and I hurried my pace because we needed to be in the perfect position when it happened.

There were cameras in the pub. They’d be combed through later. Ashton promised that he’d hack in and wipe them, but I’d brought Sawyer with me as added cover. A couple together would make sense. Eyes would more easily skim over us.

I moved the last of the way, getting to the back door, and looked over. Ashton’s employee was checking her phone. Lane’s girl, Blake Green, had her back to us. She was in the exact place that Ashton said she would be.

We pushed out the door, stepping out into the alley.

The cold night air was a welcome relief. The crush of people inside with the loud music had been a heated pressure cooker. The quietness of the alley and street traffic was also a nice reprieve. Ashton’s employee was supposed to be bringing Green out the same door, just minutes behind us. There was a blind spot in the street cameras. I was parked in that blind spot.

I held Sawyer’s hand, clipping forward to where we’d parked, when the door opened behind us.

It was go time. I pulled Sawyer close to me. “I need you to do something for me. Don’t ask me questions until later. Okay? I’ll explain everything.”

She was a little confused, which I understood. We were there to talk to the girl. That’s what she thought.

“Can you do that for me?”

She jerked her head in a nod. “Yeah.” Her eyes were clouded over, her eyebrows pinched together.

We were nearing my truck. I let go of Sawyer’s hand and reached into my pocket. Unlocking my truck, I also pulled out the second needle Ashton had given me.

Sawyer’s eyes fell to it, horror starting to come over her face.

I reached for the back door and paused, angling us so Sawyer’s back was to the alley. I was in front of her as two girls were taking their time following us to the street that was just behind me.

I kissed Sawyer’s neck, my eyes on the girls approaching. “Two girls are coming up to us. One is going to come with me in the truck, and I need you to fall in line, take her place, and keep walking with the other to the street.”

She tensed. “What?”

My hand found her hip and I pulled her closer to me. “Go to the street, turn right, and walk to the subway. The other girl will go down to the train. You keep moving forward until you see my truck. Okay? Can you do that for me?”

“Jake.” Her body shuddered against me. “I don’t know—”

“I won’t hurt the girl. I promise, but this is theonlyway to get the contract off us. I promise.”

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