Page 1 of Forever

Chapter 1

Friday

Matt

I could have stared at Brooklyn tied up in bed for a lifetime. Completely at my mercy.But no.Nigel had to go and ruin it.

“And if I ever catch you looking at my fiancée like that ever again, we’re going to have a big problem.” I let go of Nigel, depositing him back into the prom section of Club Onyx.

“But I was just trying to keep you and the lovely mademoiselle safe, Master Matthew.”

“From what? We’re in the middle of a private club.” I started to walk away, but Nigel was hot on my tail. I spun around.

He froze, pressing his back against the wall.

If he was trying to blend in, he was failing. I glared at him and kept walking. But I heard his footsteps behind me. Was he trying to get punched? “Seriously, stop it. Stay right there.”

Nigel froze in the middle of the hallway mid-step. “Like this?”

I ignored him and kept going. Luckily this time I didn’t hear him following me. I opened up the door with the symbol of a masquerade mask and stared at the empty bed.

What the hell?“Brooklyn?” I called and looked around the room.

But she didn’t respond.

I walked around the bed, but no one was there.

“Brooklyn?!” I said again and turned in a circle. My heart started racing as I faced the empty bed again.

I’d left her naked. Tied up. Alone.

Fuck.

I sprinted out of the room. “Nigel!”

“Yes?” His voice was faint in the distance.

“Where are you?”

“You told me not to move!”

I ran toward where I’d told him to stop following me.

He was still frozen mid-step.

“Where the hell is Brooklyn?”

“In the room with the masquerade mask.”

Did he think I was dense? “I know where she’s supposed to be. But she’s missing.”

Nigel’s eyes grew round. “Well, I’d know where she was if you’d let me keep watching. Alas, my duties were tooketh away.”

I hated everything he’d just said. “Do you have cameras in this hall? To see where she went?” But I had this sick feeling in my stomach that Brooklyn didn’t just up and leave. Why would she? We’d been having the night of our lives. And…how could she? She’d been tied up.

“She was bound,” Nigel said. “Which means something sinister is afoot. Luckily I’m always packing.” He pulled a gun out from the back waistband of his tuxedo.

“Jesus, what the fuck are you doing?”

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