Page 214 of Poison Aches

Feeling uncomfortable with that, I laugh and move away from him.

He just smiles and watches me.

At some point, I feel my phone buzz, but I ignore it.

I’m dancing and don’t give a damn.

“You are now good and ready, let’s go,” Jackson says with a smirk, but I can’t respond anymore.

I can only watch with blurry vision as Jackson leads me through the back door, into a car, and then we’re off.

It’s then that I realize something is wrong.

Jackson reaches over and runs his hands over my thighs and then he squeezes my breast.

Alarms blare in my head but why can’t I say anything?

Why can’t I move?

Why am I feeling hot instead?

“Yeah, I’ve hit the jackpot with you!” Jackson shouts as he drives. “They spent over fifty million on stupid things. I wonder how much you can go for…” He wants to sell me? “After I’m done with you, that is.”

Oh God, no!

How could I be so stupid?

How did I fall into this trap?

Before I even realize what’s going on, the car stops. Jackson gets out and then he opens my door and hoists me over his shoulder.

Vaguely, I recognize that this building is familiar as he walks up to it and gets in the elevator. When I open my eyes again, we’re now in my apartment!

The one Jackson found for me! Oh God.

Was this a setup right from the beginning?

“You know I have to say, I enjoyed watching you shower all that sweat you built up from scrubbing this place.”

He watched me? Did this asshole put cameras in here?

“I especially loved the way you would caress your tits and that cunt,” Jackson leers. “Tonight, it’s my turn!”

Just as Jackson puts me down on the counter after fondling my ass, the lights in the apartment all switch on.

Stunned, Jackson looks around, only to find that there’s someone already seated on the chair that faces the door.

Not just anyone, but a man I know all too well.

Behind him, are two familiar men all wearing black, standing behind the chair Emmett is sitting on, with their hands behind their backs.

They were waiting… in the dark.

Oh God.

“What the fuck?” Jackson gasps.

Emmett glances at me.

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