Stolen By The Boss

I thought about going to Bishop’s home, calling the number he gave me, but after talking to Rosa, she told me he’d already left town. That he had a hit on one of the daughters he needed to find and was headed to Miami.

So, my next choice was Eddie.

He opens the door at the end of the hall, and the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. “We should be alone in here.”

I smile, playing the part. “Perfect.”

He pushes me up against the wall, tracing a hand down my face. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he tells me.

I stare into his eyes, trying to think of a way to ask about any shady business that could go on here. “Thank you.”

“Your eyes remind me of someone I used to know.”

“Oh, who?”

He traces his finger across my bottom lip. “Just a girl who broke my heart many years ago.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” I smile. “I’d never break your heart.”

Eddie pushes his body against mine, his hardness pressing against my stomach. “You promise?”

I nod. “Yes, of course.”

He runs his other hand over my hair and I tense, my inner fighter on high alert. I still have the knife on my thigh, but I’m hoping I don’t need to use it tonight.

He continues studying my face, my body. “You look so much like her, though.”

I stare at the pain in his eyes. “I’m sorry she hurt you.”

He nudges his knee between my legs, spreading them apart. “She did hurt me.”

“How?” I ask, unaware of how to get him back on track to where I need him to be.

“She was supposed to be mine, but she ran away from me. Years ago at the Blake Hotel.”

I pause, and his hand wraps around my neck. “Wait,” I say as he squeezes.

“You were supposed to be mine that night. I paid big money for a virgin slut like you.”

I squirm, pinned against the wall, trying to get to my knife with my hand. “Please.”

He brings his fist back and hits my face with a powerful blow. The pain is instant, shooting through me, making my eyesight blur. My head feels like it’s underwater as blood spurts from my nose. Is it broken? “I paid top dollar for you. For your virgin pussy.”

“No, please, stop.”

“So, now I’m going to take you.” I wiggle, trying to break free. “Don’t move.”

Tears flood my eyes as he puts me back in place, his knee nudging my legs apart once again. He slams his fist into my ribs and I buckle over. “You will be mine tonight.”

The door slams open and I can barely make out who’s there because of all the blood in my eyes. There’s pain everywhere, and I taste the blood in my mouth.

“Get the fuck off her,” Dean shouts, pulling Eddie’s body from mine.

I’m on the floor, curling up to assess my pain. To figure out what exactly is going on.

Dean punches Eddie, and he goes down. Humphrey is at the door, yelling for his security to get Eddie out of his club.

Dean slams Eddie’s head into the ground once more before the security men take Eddie away. Dean stares at me for a second, breathing heavily. “Oh, dear god.” He scoops me up, carrying me out the doors, through the club, and into the backseat of his SUV. “Home, Leo,” he tells his driver.

I think I pass out as we drive through the city, and the next thing I know Dean is carrying me into his condo, straight through the living room and into the master bathroom.

He sets me on the edge of the oversized Roman tub, turning on the water. “Let me get you cleaned up.”

“I’m fine.” I push away from him. “I can take care of myself.”

“Sophia, please. Let me take care of you.”

“Leave me alone. You’re just like all the rest of them.”

He kneels before me, pushing back some blood-soaked hair from my face. “Sophia, I’m not going to lie, I’ve done some shitty work in my past. I never asked questions before. I never cared what the men I worked for did for a living. I just took the money and enjoyed my life.”

I wince from the pain as I try to smile.

“But, I would never knowingly help kidnap women into sex slavery. And I would never do anything in the world to hurt you. I love you, Sophia.”

My heart hurts, so many emotions exploding throughout my chest. “Dean…”

“No, let me take care of you. Let me help you take down this sex slave operation. I learned a lot tonight.”

I nod. “So did I.”

Dean stands, leaning over me so he can unzip my dress. He stands me up, letting me lean against his body so he can remove my clothing. “Let me take care of you, Sophia.”

Tears stain my cheeks as I cry.