I fucking hate him, I fucking hate him, I fucking Hate him.
Those four words have become my mantra and anyone who's in ear shot knows it, Zane has told me how much he finds it funny that I've been here three weeks now and still walk around here screaming it to the high heavens how much I hate is boss. Calder has done nothing but remind me why I hate him but at the same time his voice makes me shutter with heat when ever he walks around like a overprotective dog barking at any man who comes close enough to me. Just last week Jimmy on of the men who stands guard when I'm outside gave me a chocolate chip cookie and told me him mom makes them and send them to him. All we were doing is talking and out came Calder like his dick was on fire and sent poor Jimmy to the cells for a month to look after who ever he has down there. Right now I'm sitting in the library flipping through the last few pages of some random book when in walks the king of all assholes himself. "There's a dress and shoes in your room I expect you to be ready in twenty minutes" I scuff and continue reading. "Get up now Hart and do as I've told you" again I scuff and before I can ever blink his hand is around my throat the book flung somewhere around the room and his face only inches from mine. "When I tell you to do something I expect you to do it" "And when I tell you to stick your dick in a light socket and die I expect you to do it" he squeezes my throat a little tighter and says "You say that now but you will eventually beg me for my dick, you'll beg me to fuck you" his words send heat through my body I can't deny. As much as I hate him I find him attractive and the idea of him fucking me does nothing but set my imagination wild, but I will never let him see that or what he does to me. "The one who will be begging is you" kicking out my right leg I kick him in the balls and push him away from me. He grabs his crotch and grunts "Your going to fucking pay for that" "Any punishment is better then your touch" I walk out of the library and down the hall hearing his heavy steps behind me. Walking past Nancy, Zane and Luca I give them a small wave and an about to ask Nancy something when I'm swept of my feet and tossed over Caldera shoulder. "Put me the fuck down" "Shut the fuck up Hart" Zane gives me an amused look and I flip him off. Calder walks up the stairs and into my room the tosses me on the bed and hold me down. "Listen here little dove. You will get dressed and be ready to leave in fifteen minutes, I will not hesitate to drag you out of this house naked if your not fucking ready" he tightenes his hold and pressed his body against mine then whispers "Oh and for that little stunt you just pulled you will be in the cells for a week" my breath hitches and a small stream of fear rushes my body. "Fuck you" I say while struggling to get him away from me. There's a knock on the door then Casey's voice echos through the door. "Boss they should be there in ten" coldest pushes off of me and points to the dress then walks out the door locking it behind him. I push myself up and look at the dress to my left, it's a beautiful red spaghetti strap dress with a high slit down the side. The dress is stunning and I do as told and slip it on. The dress is like a second skin and makes it hard to wear anything underneath so I quickly take off my thong and bra and slip on the thankfully low heels. I'm just finishing up with my makeup that thankfully I found in the bathroom when Nancy appears in the mirror behind me. "Oh my dear child please be on your best behavior and don't pick the beast more then you already do" he words say one thing but the glint in her eye says another. "I wouldn't dream of it" she gives me a smile and leads me down the stairs and out side to the awaiting car. "Damn Lane" Casey says letting his eyes travel across me through the rear view mirror "If I can't hide my hard on the rest of the night I don't think any of those men will" I raise an eyebrow at his mention of other men a fear spikes my insides. Am I being sold. The drive is silent, I don't have the nerve to ask what he meant by other men and the small bit of flattery I felt at his comment about me giving him wood deflated to a heap at a feet. We pull up to a huge building somewhere down town and I'm ushered out of the car and inside before I have time to look around. I'm lead to a large room and to the front where I see Calder with his arm wrapped around a blonde in a blue dress. "I didn't know we could bring a play thing with us or I would have asked Will to tag along" Calder pushes the blonde away at my remark and eats up the distance between us. "Fucking behave Hart" "Aren't I though" I give him my best smile and walk past him and over to Zane and do something I know I will regret later and sit on his lap. Zane tenses as I sit but soon relaxes and even goes as far as wrapping his arm around my waist and rests his hand on my exposed thigh. The hard glare Calder sends our way isn't lost on me and nether is the whispered words 'he's going to kill me for this' from Zane. The room fills with chatter then the stage lights turn on and out walks a man in a three piece suit. "Let the auction begin" the curtain behind the man opens and quickly turn to meet Zane's eyes. He hold me tighter to his body and kisses my shoulder in some form of comfort. On the stage are ten girls in nothing but a bra and panties, most of the girls look scared and I can tell they don't want to be here. "Zane please get me out of here" he stands with me infront of him and we start to walk off but Calder snatches my fight hand and drags me down to his lap replacing the blonde for me. "Please let me leave Calder" Zane leans down and whispers something in caldera ear but he orders him to leave. "Take a good look little dove, if you don't start to behave it will be you up there" I fight the tears that want to escape and helplessly watch as girl after girl is sold. This is way I hate him. He makes me feel hot and cold, hate and lust. He makes me feel safe then threatens my life. When the last girl is sold to a man sitting next to us he turns to Calder and says "I'll give you half a million for one night with your new play thing" Calder chuckles and pushes me to stand but before he can take the man up on his offer Zane is at my side and pulling me out of the room. "By the time this night is over Calder is going to put a bullet in my head" I give him a tight hug and find myself crying. "Thank you" I say then whip my eyes. "Listen Hart he's trying to scare you, he want you to hate him" "What the fuck Zane get back to your fucking post" Calders voice cuts Zane off. With one more tight hug Zane peals me away from him and marches back to his post. Calder drags me back into the room and pulls me back down to his lap with a bruising grip on my hip.I live a life of danger and darkness, always staying hidden in the shadows. Only a select few know my true identity and that's the way I have ran things for the last six years."Boss we found Sandra Castro" humming a gruff acknowledgment to what I've just been told I pull my hood up and turn around giving Zane my full some what undivided attention.Four years ago changed my whole outlook on the life I live and the dangers surrounding it, the events that took place haunt my mind at all hours of the day and haunt my dreams at night leaving me restless and unstable."Boss did you hear me" it's not like me to get this easily distracted but when it comes to remembering her time comes to a standstill."Sorry Zane please continue" I clear my throat and pay closer attention to the information being provided."We found Sandra Castro hiding in a small town called Hidden Falls, it's a college town mostly" he places a picture on the desk and slides it over and I see her smiling face staring back
"She went all out didn't she boss" Zane asks as we pull up outside the hotel Sandra has booked for the weekend."She did" I agree with a hard sigh "Have a team sweep the top floor and make sure there's no unexpected guests, have them pay the manager to keep the floor vacant and off limits to any and all staff" he like always gives me a short nod and gets out of the car signaling for the guys in the next car to follow him.Dropping my hood I crack my neck with a groan and take a deep breath to try and relax "It's been awhile Col" Timothy my most trusted man and closest friend says drawing a small chuckle from somewhere deep within me."That it has old man, but after this I can comeback and with a vengeance because she, she is just the beginning""Cal why did you wait so long to do this" his question is a valid one and the only answer I can give is fear and grief. Fear of losing myself to this world of blood and grief for losing my soul reason for living and grief from losing myself, be
We watch the surveillance footage from the owners office, thanks to Davon and his close… friendship with the owner. Once we entered he was quick to lead the way to his office, Steven was more than happy to let us invade his club for the evening, after Davon offered him first dibs on his new shipment of girls.Human trafficking isn’t my thing but I’m not opposed to hosting the occasional action or two. I understand that in this line of work you come across all kinds of underground prostitution rings and other black market trades. I’ve been dealing in arms, drugs and other things I won’t mention as of yet since my father passed away six years ago.When I stepped into my father’s position I went into this sort of hiding, that’s when I started using the hoods to hide my face. I was never really involved with my father’s mafia, I had my own business and had to remain anonymous to this world and like I said before only a select few know who I really am.“The target just entered through the
I didn't want to come to this small town community college, I wanted to stay in the city but with my father getting into so much debt with Davon Campbell I had no other choice but to remove myself from the situation.I paid off as much of my dad's debt as I could but when I couldn't pay anymore I went to Devon and made a deal with him, that was a year ago and my life could of been better until today.I came home after finishing my final thesis repost and found Sandra in her room talking louder then her normal loud with her pervert of a brother."It's been four fucking years if her wanna be of a daddy was going to something he would of done it a long time ago" "This is fucking serious Sandra Jessi fucking hung himself and left the cops a fucking note telling them what he did" "Jessi was fucking sick, I mean he fucked her dead body" I gasps at that part drawing her attention to the crack in her bedroom door where I had been standing."Gotta go" she said and hung up, I started taking s
After her hushed drunken confession I couldn’t stand to be around Sandra, I wanted so bad to call Davon and tell him that the murderer of one of his possible enemies was living across the hall from me, but I could bring myself to do it.The next four days I work shift after shift and spend most of my free time between classes and work hidden away in the library ready random books and skipping ahead in my classes syllabus.Walking through the front door after class on Friday evening I couldn’t avoid Sandra or our, more like her friends any longer.“Where the hell have you been girly I’ve missed you the last few days” Sandra says pulling me over to the couch and pulls me down next to her.“I’ve just been supper busy with classes and work”“Okay well this weekend is going to be about having fun and not about work or school k” the look of confusion must have read clear as day on my face because she huffs and rolls her eyes.“This weekend I’m taking all of you out to the city for a weekend
The restraint it took not to put a bullet through Pablo’s thick skull was astounding even to myself, watching him man handle the little dove that now sits unconscious across from me made a fire somewhere deep with in me ignite, one I have feared for as long as I can remember.I wasn’t one for long term relationships and had fun with any attractive women who caught my eye, often times taking home more then one. I remember coming home one night to find Jazmin sitting at the bottom of the stairs with a base ball bat in her hand waiting for me to walk through the door so she could scare off what every easy floozy I might be bringing home from the bar. She was only seven at the time.“Hartlynn Lane Xander age twenty-two, studying psychology at Hidden Falls community college.” Nico reads out then hands me the tablet and sits back down next to Casey who’s been working on finding the videos Harlow said Sandra confessed to have recorded.Hartlynn, what a unique name, it’s just as beautiful as
My plan is to drive this uneasily attractive man who could be my father crazy, my plan is make him hate me to the point he’d rather send me back or kill me. The later sounds better but with as much as I’ve gone through with my father and now this, death might just be better.“Oh and then there was this time in high school when Hilary Naples dared me to run through the halls naked” I’ve been talking none stop both out of a need to annoy and out of nervousness.“Will you shut the fuck up” yells the guy sitting in the passenger seat as we drive to some new place in the middle of nowhere I’m presuming, the black sack they put over my head makes it so I can’t see anything but I’m guessing we’ve been driving for over an hour and the sounds of the city have long gone.“Am I annoying you, oh I’m so not sorry”“Boss let me shut her up” “No” big bird gruffly answers.I feel cloister phobic with the hood over my head but I don’t want to give any of these guys the satisfaction of seeing me squir
Two days she’s been I ok in her room with out food of and amenities, I had the water to her room turned off and made it clear to the guards and maids that she is to be ignored and under no circumstances are they to give her any door or water, she is a prisoner in this house not a guest and even though she is in a actual room she is nothing more then a prisoner.“Cal you need to at least give the girl some water” Casey says for the fourth time today.“No” “You now that’s become you favorite word these last few days and more so when it comes to her” he shackles his head and walks back out of the kitchen.Walking up the stairs to my room I hear the sound of glass breaking in her room and expect that she’s trashing the room as a way of trying to get attention.“LET ME OUT” she screams voice horse and trembling.Ignoring her tantrum I walking into my room and come back out twenty minutes later to see her door open and her room full of maids and guards “What the fuck is going on here” my