Page 48 of Trace's Passion
Chapter 14
Emery
After they ate, Trace pulled her into the living room and turned on a movie.
She watched the first few moments and then her eyes felt heavy. She was full of delicious food and her body was sated from their earlier love making.
She didn’t know that sex could be like this. But she also knew it wouldn’t be the same with anyone else.
Trace was all hers and she loved it so much.
She started to slip deeper into sleep when he woke her with a soft kiss.
“Sunshine, I told your grandma and your brothers I would have you home. Come on sweetheart. Let’s get you dressed, and I'll take you home.”
She nodded and he helped her dress, and then he walked her to the car and buckled her in.
She shut her eyes again and couldn’t wait to stay with him all night.
To sleep in his arms and in his bed.
When he woke her again, they were home and she kissed him softly as she went inside and shut the door.
He drove off and she sighed as he did, once again wishing she was still at his house and in bed with him.
It was dark in the house, but she knew her way around without turning on lights.
She made it to her room and shut the door, leaning against it for a moment.
She didn’t feel the dark presence in her room until it was too late.
He grabbed her after she passed by the open closet doors and held one hand over her mouth, and one wrapped so securely around her that she had no hope of getting loose from his hold.
She started screaming and thrashing, but he held her fast and she felt a needle prick her skin on her arm.
She couldn’t see it, but within moments her eyes went heavy and everything went black.
* * *
When she came to, she was tied to a bed in a dank, moldy and dusty shack that was so small, that it only held a bed, a bucket in the corner and a small chair that was occupied by the man that had come into the station a few hours earlier.
When he noticed she was awake, he stood from the chair and made her flinch back as best as she could.
He snarled down at her, “I told you I would come for you. You have been naughty. Thinking I would just leave and never get what I want from you.”
She shook her head, knowing it was Lance. Her stalker.
“You knew I didn’t want to make you those things. That I wouldn’t accept your claim on me. Wouldn’t give you what you wanted from me. It was wrong and I would never do that. If you had just bought something that I actually make or talk to me instead of demanding I make you something that sick and twisted that I would have never made no matter how much you asked.”
His face went from scary to something terrifying. “I didn’t ask for much, and you wouldn’t even try. Didn’t even let me have my due. My rights that I have since I claimed you first. Because when I found out who made them, I knew you were my true purpose. The woman I have wanted and will now have as my own.”
She shook her head, “I am not yours and I never will be. You can’t take people like this and just assume that they want this. That isn’t how life works. Not real life. I don’t want any of this. I never have! It’s why I left.”
He snarled again, “It is when you have decided it will be so. I know everything there is to know about you. When you wouldn’t give me what I wanted, I knew you were just playing hard to get. And then you blocked me, it only made me want you more. And when you ignored me, I hacked into your computer and bugged your home you shared with your brothers. Some cops they were, not even noticing the cameras I put in your room and in your bathroom. I have seen you in all your magnificent glory and know all your intimate secrets.”
She felt her stomach drop and she wanted to throw up everything Trace had made her.
“You put cameras in my room? And have seen me naked?” She gagged and fought to keep the contents in her stomach, and pushed on, “You bugged my house and my phone? And hacked into my computer? Who does something like that? What is wrong with you?”
