Page 39 of A Dangerous Game
Quickly, I call Veronica, one of the other actresses that I have become friends with and she picks up immediately. “Hey, Sin. What are you up to?” Her cheery voice makes the tears spring to my eyes.
How can someone be so cheery when my whole world has been altered? Knocked off its axle.
“I need you to pick me up,” I murmur. “I need you to hurry.”
“What’s wrong?” Her little voice asks me but I can hear her getting dressed in the background of her phone.
“I, uh, I need you to come get me. The cabbie got pissed and left me on the side of the road,” I lie.
Why didn’t I tell the truth, you ask. I will tell you the only explanation I can think of, I was going to handle Jim in the way I know how to. I’m going to make him suffer.
“Where are you?”
Looking around the deserted road, I try to find anything that would make it easy for her to find me. “I’m kinda in the middle of nowhere. I’ll turn the GPS tracker on my phone and you can track me that way. Is that all right?”
She takes a deep breath. “Are you sure you’re okay? Sin, I swear I got your back.”
I nod my head in understanding even though she can’t see me. “I know. I will be fine.”
The next hour is one of the longest of my life.
*
I hold the gun in my hand and feel the weight of the steel. It’s loaded and I’m ready for the attack. I’m not allowing Jim to make me the victim here. I’m not going to deal with that fucking shit.
Hell no.
Standing in his closet, I put my tool kit for picking locks away in the bag I have on my back. You don’t have bikers for family and not learn a trick or two. Fuck, I love picking locks and have for years.
Jim has been acting as if he did nothing wrong the past two weeks and I’m ready to show him that’s not the case. He raped the wrong woman.
“I know, baby,” he croons to someone as he walks through the door. I can see the lights come on through the cracks of the closet doors but I only see his one shadow. “We’ll have to get together again some other time, baby,” he says with his fake nice voice.
Pathetic. He’s raping another girl with his niceness. The man doesn’t have a heart and he shouldn’t have one beating in his chest.
“I have to call you back,” he murmurs and hangs up the phone.
I watch through the cracks of the door while he walks into his kitchen to open the fridge. The man’s house is a decent size but it should be. He’s one of the most sought after porn directors out there. Jim makes millions on doing just one film.
The familiar pop of the top of a beer is my signal to go. I’ve been waiting a long time and I can’t wait anymore. It’s time to act.
Carefully, I slide open the door to the closet and sneak through his house to find him standing in front of the kitchen sink. He’s wearing a suit, as per his usual. However, from behind he looks normal. Not the porn king many people consider him to be.
I’m so close to him that I can smell his cologne. It's strong. The scent wafts it's way through me and I know this is the only chance I get for my revenge. If I mess it up, I won’t have another chance. The asshole will block me from porn and I won’t get close enough to him to do this again.
Pushing the gun into his back, I hear him gasp. “Don’t say a fucking word,” I utter to him.
“Sinclair?” He replies stupidly.
I take this time to kick him in his shin. He buckles slightly but maintains his hold on the sink. “What part didn’t you understand? You’re not so tough when you’re not in control.”
He shakes his head.
“You thought you could rape me and I wouldn’t do anything? You honestly thought you were going to get away with it?”
Jim’s head is stiff as he stares through the window above the sink. His eyes meet mine and I widen my eyes to show that I’m not backing down. I’m not going to allow him to try and control me.
“You did, didn’t you?” I blurt with malice. “But, the thing you guys keep forgetting is that I’m the princess of a 1% MC.”
