Sage's Story (The Town of Pearl 5)

“Hurry up and pack up the Navigator. I want four men with me, the others travel behind us.”

The guys ran from the building as Brent walked closer to Sage. He cupped her face between his hands as her eyes slowly focused.

“It’s okay, Sage. Everything is going to be just fine. We need to go for another ride.”

She shook her head. “No, I don’t want to. Please, Brent, stop this.”

He shook her by her shoulders. “Snap out of it, Sage. You’re not going back to them. You’re mine now.”

He lifted her up so he could carry her to the Navigator.

She planted her feet into the concrete flooring and shook from his grasp. The move made her fall to the floor, she was still so dizzy.

He reached for her and she swatted at his shirt. “Stop it, Sage. You’re coming with me.”

She started to get up and attempted to run so he grabbed her, turned her around, and struck her against the mouth.

Sage screamed as she fell to the ground again.

He grabbed her shirt and pulled her close to him, ripping the blouse

, so his face was inches from hers. “I don’t care if I need to beat you into submission. You’re not leaving me. I waited too fucking long for you. Now move it.” He shoved her toward the Navigator and she nearly lost her balance. He grabbed her belt buckle and pushed her harder, this time and she hit the side of door to the SUV.

Grabbing her upper arm tight, he yanked open the door and shoved her inside. He hadn’t expected her to crawl so fast to the other side. When she pushed the door open, fell to the ground, and started running, he lost his patience.

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Sage ran as fast as she could for the door. Looking back over her shoulder, she saw Brent catching up. It was too late she saw the man to her left attack. He wrapped his arms around her waist and they tumbled to the concrete. Her knees and thighs scraped against the ground. She cried out in pain at how heavy the man was who was on top of her and how hard they hit the ground.

She couldn’t breathe he was so heavy.

She heard Brent yell, “Get off of her, you’ll kill her.”

He must have yanked the man off because she heard the guy yell, and then Brent reached down and lifter her up and over his shoulder. Her cut-up thighs and knees banged against his body.

She bounced on his shoulder and then he flung her into the car. Landing on her spine between the back seat. He jumped in with her, grabbed her by her hair, and screamed in her face.

“Don’t try that again. I swear I’ll kill you, Sage!”

She was shaking now, the adrenaline leaving her body, the aftereffects of the narcotic they’d injected weakened her muscles. She was breathing heavy, felt her swollen lip, and she must have hit her eye and upper cheekbone on the ground when that guy tackled her, because she could feel it throbbing and swelling.

She felt the hand on her thigh, as Brent gave the orders. “Move out of the garage slowly. If you see anything suspicious, step on the gas.”

She pushed his hand from her leg and he placed it back between her thighs.

“Don’t touch me,” she told him.

He smirked. “I see breaking you in is going to be quite the chore. But, I’m up for it. As a matter of fact, I think once you start experiencing some of what I have in store for you, pet, you’ll start showing more respect.”

“Fuck you.”

She spat at him, and he grabbed her by her camisole, ripping the material as he placed her on his lap. She was straddling his waist, as she tried to hit him. He grabbed a hold of her wrists with one hand and smiled. “You will be. Very soon.” He looked over her cleavage as she tried pulling from his grasp. It was no use. The man was like steel.

“I’m going to enjoy hearing you whimper and beg forgiveness. You’ll regret trying to run and resisting me.”

“I’ll never do anything you say.”

He jerked her wrists and she wound up against his chest.