Luca

“Will I?” I said as if I was challenging him.

“You play nice and I’ll treat you good.” He whispered in my ear. “Play dirty and things will get a hell of a lot dirtier for you.”

I didn’t like the deadness behind his eyes as he leaned back after saying this. I knew he meant what he said, if I didn’t do what he wanted tonight I would probably be used in the dirtiest ways, and not just by him. What the hell had I got us into? ‘It’s for Luca’, I kept reminding myself. It’s the only way to find him.

Chapter 44

My guy, the boss with the greasy ponytail, rode a huge motorbike and I spent the ride to their mystery place hanging on the back for dear life as he sped down roads and curved round corners with no regard for my safety. When we finally pulled up to their hide out in the middle of nowhere I could see from the lights streaming through the old farmhouse they must have commandeered for their mission, that there were another dozen or so men inside.

As the rest of the party from Jack’s began to pull up next to use I glanced around to scope out the area. There were stables to the left of the main house and I could hear the sound of the horses. Next to them were a few out houses, but nothing that could lead me to Luca’s whereabouts yet.

“Come inside, let’s keep this party going.” Boss guy said as he pulled me against his side and strode into the house. “I think things are gonna be hotting up real fast between you and me.”

He smiled showing a gold tooth at the side of his mouth and tobacco stained teeth. The stench of cigarettes and beer made my stomach turn but I managed a coy smile and fluttered my eye lashes at him.

“You know I’m not usually such a…naughty girl but for you I’ll make an exception.”

I purred and a low growl came from deep within him. This guy would tear me apart if I let him; he petrified me.

I managed to catch a glimpse of Gina as she walked past with her arms around the blond guy. She gave me a questioning look but I smiled back sweetly to try and

put her mind at ease. I could tell she was concerned about how far I’d go tonight to get the information I needed for us to find out if and where they were holding Luca. I didn’t even know myself, all I did know was that this was the best, hell probably the only chance we had of getting to him alive. I couldn’t fuck this up.

We went into the house which was filthy and smelt of animals. The floor was covered in mud, straw and all manner of dirt and every surface was littered with beer bottles, cans and ashtrays full of cigarette butts.

“Cleaners day off?” I couldn’t help commenting, as I brushed an old newspaper from the threadbare sofa and perched on the edge, then thought better of it as images of mice and fleas inside the frame of the couch invaded my mind.

“Drink.” Boss guy ordered as he held a beer out to me. I took it from him and pretended to sip, but I wasn’t about to take it down. It could be drugged for all I knew.

I watched the other girls start dancing to the music that was playing through the downstairs speakers, rubbing up against the guys like stray cats. Boss guy didn’t take his eyes off me for a second and I began to feel the pressure as he moved closer towards me.

“I need to use the bathroom, where is it?” I asked trying to buy myself some time.

“Down the hall second door on the right.” He pointed to the door with his beer bottle then leant down to my ear to add, “Don’t be long little girl, I’m taking you for a private party in my room and my cock won’t wait much longer to be inside of you.” He grabbed my hand and held it against the front of his jeans to show me how serious he was about our ‘private party’.

I smiled sweetly and turned away to walk seductively out of the door. Once I was out of his sight I started to push doors open frantically to see if I could find anything to help me. I guessed I had about two maybe three minutes before he came looking for me. The first door led to a cupboard full of cleaning shit covered in a thick layer of dust and cobwebs. How ironic, the cleaning stuff was the filthiest shit in the house.

Sure enough the second door was the bathroom, if you could call it that. The toilet was stained brown from years of zero cleaning and it smelt like a farm yard. Well it was a farm house so I suppose before the black mamba had taken over the house the animals had ruled this place. They’d certainly put their stamp on it. I bet if I looked closer I’d find horse manure and other animal shit ground into the floor or hidden behind the furniture.

I tried the third door and came into a kitchen where two guys stood chatting and drinking beer. Both looked up as I stumbled through the door and then grinned as their eyes went from my feet up to my head and back down again.

“You lost?” One of them said taking a step over to me.

“She’s with me.” I recognised the greasy boss’s rancid stale smell before I felt him behind me. He snaked an arm around my waist and pulled me back against his vile body. “But I’ll let you know when I’m finished with her. If there’s anything left by then I’ll let you pick up my left overs.” I gave a sexy giggle but he was being deadly serious. This was how they treated women, used them then cast them aside for the next one to try out. I felt disgusted.

“It’s party time.” He grunted into my neck and led me to the stairs like a freaking lamb to the slaughter. I followed, my legs feeling like dead weights and my mind screaming ‘get the fuck out of here Chloe, this isn’t gonna end well for you’. But I kept Luca’s face in my mind and tried to recall why I had to do this, I couldn’t let them win. This would be pay back.

At the top of the stairs were four doors, I assumed each one led to a bedroom, maybe one was another bathroom. Grease ball pushed his way through the first door on the left and pulled me into a cold and sparse bedroom with a musty old bed in the middle, one bedside cabinet with two small drawers next to it and a yellow stained velvet armchair in the corner next to the window. An off white sheet hung up at the window as a make shift pair of curtains, but the light of the moon still shone through the gaps.

He slammed the door behind him and looked at me with eyes that told me exactly what he had planned for me now, he was going to devour me like a wild animal. He took a handgun out of the back of his jeans and laid it down on the bedside cabinet then shrugged the leather jacket from his shoulders and threw it onto the chair.

“Strip.” He ordered and when I hesitated he picked up his gun and pointed it at my face.

“You hard of hearing bitch? I said strip.”

I gulped, my eyes following the gun as he waved it up and down my body and then placed it back on the cabinet as I started to unzip my dress.

“That’s it. Nice and slow. Give me a good show.”