For reasons that made no sense to her, he hadn't tied her hands. She reached up and pulled off the blindfold, only to find herself in a dark box inside a van.
Of course, she thought, knowing that if she had been less exhausted she would have found the situation humorous. He hadn't tied her hands because once she was in the van it hadn't mattered if she had removed the blindfold. There was nothing for her to see.
Very slick, she thought as she crawled to the end of the van and stepped down. She looked around and realized they weren't at her father's house yet. They were just on a lonely road.
"is something wrong?" she asked. Obviously confused.
"It's okay for you to come sit inside now" he said. "We are away from the safe house now"
She nodded and followed him into the car after he closed the bank of the van again.
"I wasn't going to tell anyone about your precious little safe house.
"Thank you for everything. You don't have any idea what you have done for me." Hillary said and Asher nodded."Nice doing business with you" Asher said. "If you need my help again in any way. Don't hesitate to call"Hillary nodded. "I sure will" he said.Minutes later, Asher left.-----------------------"Y'all let her get away, you stupid bastards" Alex yelled. He took a chair and hurled it at the wall. The chair broke, One of the pieces barely missing one of Chase's eyes.No one moved. They just stared into space like zombies."You guys had one job, one job damn it... And you blew it. How hard is it to watch one girl" Alex yelled, kicking a stool. He moved forward and grabbed Johnny by the collar of his shirt. "How the hell did this happen? Where the hell were you? You had one fucking job, you imbecile"Johnny struggled to get free himself of Alex
He would be thick and huge. She thought. And gentle and rough all at once, knowing exactly how to press her skin, tweak her tight spots, play her body to perfect orgasm over and over with his tongue, his lips, his fingers, his hands, and that gorgeous, veined cock.Now she had a face for her menage fantasies— Asher's. Why not? Live a little, Kimberly. She thought. No one knew what went on in the privacy of her own mind, her own shower, and as she sighed deeply, the pressure of everything vanquished, she felt a familiar heat and bliss rise up in her as the water pulsed its way into her soul, her clit crying out for more, her fingers sliding in and out of her tight pussy not in a heated rush but, instead, slowly, stroking that spot on the top that always made her clench just a tad harder, made her breath hitch, made her imagine it was Asher's fingers in her."Mmmmm," She imagined Asher moan in her ear, his thick, wiry runner's body sliding next to her
Kimberly rolled her eyes and smiled. Taking a break sounded like a good idea. "Fine... I will stay for a while and rest, But I don't think hanging out in my own house counts as a vacation" she said."You have been here with Dad since it happened?" Kimberly asked Phoebe."Yes. I have been worried and scared at the same time. Didn't know what to do. Worried something horrible might happen to you... And scared the same thing would happen to me" Phoebe replied."I'm glad you came here, Pheebs" Kimberly said. "Dad needed someone to look after him... Even if he never admits it""Hey" Hillary said with feigned annoyance. "I'm a strong man. I don't need anyone to baby sit me. I'm definitely not that old.""Yeah right" Kimberly said.Kimberly and Phoebe laughed. They ate together, talking about work. Not that they had been working a lot. Phoebe and Hillary had kinda stopped working sin
Phoebe's Dad had passed away when she was a kid and she had been raised my her mom. Then her mother passed away too when she was in college. "I'm just saying. Stop being mad at him and just talk to him..." Phoebe continued. "See if you guys can work something out" Kimberly nodded. "You know sometimes you talk like you are a reasonable person" she said smiling. "But I know you well enough to know that you are not" Phoebe picked up a pillow and threw it at her. Kimberly laughed. ----------------------- Three days later, Kimberly walked downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast. Her father was there and so was one of his bodyguards. She noticed they were always around since she came back. Her father had always wanted her to have one, but she had adamantly refused. She had insisted that she didn't need them. He was the billionaire, she had told her father so he was the one who needed bodyguards following him around. And when Hillary saw that he couldn't change her mind, he had let her
Hillary sighed, like he was tired of the topic. "Sweetheart, I know you love your freedom and independence. I'm proud of you. I love that you are that way, but you need a bodyguard now. Just ignore him... Pretend that he is not there and you will be fine. You will get used to it"Kimberly shut her eyes tightly and gripped the ends of the table. There was definitely no way she was ever going to get used to Asher Adams following her around. She thought. And she was going to always be aware of his presence. She couldn't just pretend that he wasn't there. She was aware of every part of the man. She spent almost twenty four hours with the man and somehow he found a way into her brain. How was she ever going to get any thing done?"He's not very nice, Dad. I don't like him" she said when she opened her eyes."He's supposed to be your bodyguard, Kim. Not your Bestie. He's not supposed to be 'nice' because being nice is not his job" Hillary
Another reason why he had accepted the job was that he wanted to see her again.The realization had hit him hard. He couldn't deny it. It was definitely just a sexual attraction. He was sure of that much. Why else would he be having those dreams about her. Those thoughts and those explicit vivid imaginations.Her reaction to the news that he was going to be her bodyguard wasn't good... At all. But at least, he expected that. Things hadn't been so good between them those few hours they had spent together. And she was.... Of course... Who she was and he wasn't surprised that she threw a damn tantrum because things weren't going her way. That was the way he expected her to act.It was kinda funny she got pissed when he called her a princess, because that was exactly the way she behaved. Like a spoilt little brat who threw a tantrum when things weren't going her way. And that was another why his attraction to her puzzled him so da
Kimberly frowned. "Yeah I don't want to think about 'what you would do' in this situation because I have an idea and it just doesn't seem right to me".Phoebe giggled."This is real life, Pheebs. Not some damn movie." Kimberly said but she smiled too.Phoebe reached out and cupped the side of her face with a soothing hand. “You really must get past all this. You know that, don’t you?”“I’m trying.” Kimberly said rolling her eyes and Phoebe withdrew her hands.And truly she had been trying for the past few weeks to get the image of the man out of her head. The attraction to him was disturbing... Never in her life had she felt such a pull towards any man. What if she fell in love with him or something? She asked herself. That was super impossible. The man hadn't given her one reason to encourage any feelings towards him. But still she didn'
Asher Adams was in her life to protect her, which made him wrong for all the right reasons. And having these weird feelings towards him definitely not a good idea. She didn't need anyone to tell her that.Cooperate. She told herself. Let him do his thing. It won't be long now and then you’ll get your life back.She shot him a sidelong glance. Asher, despite being on his feet almost throughout the day, didn’t look tired at all. While she, on the contrary, felt like death in a skillet. Something a strong shot of caffeine would cure. And a laugh or two with some good friends would help her relax a little bit. But she knew that as much as she wanted that, she didn't even have the strength for it, and she doubted Mr tough bodyguard here would let her anywhere out of his sight."I'm going to prepare something for us to eat now" she said. "You must be hungry. I know that because I'm starving right now..
He took her hand in his and squeezed her fingers. "Kimberly, are you telling the truth? Do you really love me? Because if you don't, I can't make it. You are my world. This is killing me"She leaned forward and pulled him close. Then he was on the bed and they were kissing as if they had a lifetime to make up for."Of course I love you" she wispererd as she pressed her mouth against his lips, his cheeks, his chin. "I have been calling every week, trying to tell you""I know. James recorded the calls and forwarded them to me. I couldn't stand listening to them and I couldn't stop playing them over and over. I needed it all to me true, even as I told myself it couldn't be""Stubborn man" she said contentedly. "Do you believe me now?""I have to. I need to be with you" he touched her face. "I believe you. I love, Kimberly. I don't deserve you and you can do a hell of a lot bette
It was nearly nine when she picked up her phone to make her weekly call to James. She had gotten in the habit of calling him at night, so that when they finished she could curl up in bed and pretend that Asher had heard every word. That he cared about her and that it was killing him to be so far away from her.At what point did she let go? She wondered. Asher had been concerned that her feelings weren't real, that they were only circumstances. How could she prove otherwise to a man who refused to speak with her or see her? Was he really trying to give her space he thought she needed or did he not care about her? Was her love one sided?Six months, she told herself. She would give him the six months he had offered her. On that date, she would call for the last time. She would also tell James about the baby. She had hoped to tell Asher herself, but if he refused to talk to her, there was little she could do."But that is n
He stepped back and studied her, then rubbed his thumb against her cheek. "My beautiful baby girl. What did he do to you?" he asked.She covered her hand with his. "Not so much as you would think" she replied."But what he did to you. I can't believe that he kidnapped you. Yet it's all true. He is in jail, you know. As are the people who worked for him."Kimberly led the way to the sofa and set next to her father. "It's a lot to take in" she said."Too much. He fooled us all" His mouth twisted. "I'm so sorry you tried to explain to me on the phone and I wasn't listening." He pulled her close. "I will never forgive myself for that""You can't blame yourself, dad" Kimberly said. "He was your close friend, for God knows how long. I understand if you couldn't believe it at first"Her father grimaced. "That's still not enough reason. I just hope you know just how sorry I am a
"Asher, I...." she began.He pressed his fingers to her mouth. "Don't say anything, Kimberly. You don't have to""Yes, I do" Kimberly said. "You saved me... Again. Not just from Christopher. But you showed me that I was tough and capable""You always knew that. You always have been" Asher replied."Maybe, but I never had to prove it before" She shrugged. "I shot you""Good for you. You did what you had to in order to survive.. To save your father""Oh right. I ran straight to the enemy""You didn't know that. The point is you needed to escape from me and you did" he said.His casual acceptance of her actions made her heart sick. "I should have trusted you""We have been over that" he leaned close and kissed her forehead. "The reality of all this is you haven't even known me for long. In a dangerous situation, everything is heightene
"I will get you, you bitch!" Christopher screamed at Kimberly. His face turned red and his eyes seemed to bug out. "This is all your fault. I will get you, and when I do, I will make you wish you were dead. You hear me?"The last of her reserves faded. At that moment, Kimberly couldn't take one more thing. She felt weak. She handed the phone to Asher."Talk to my dad. Maybe you can make him understand. He's not listening to me" she said.Then she grabbed for a chair as her legs gave out and she fainted.------------------------Kimberly finished packing her clothes. She had already put her laptop in it's case and cleared out the bathroom. There wasn't all that much left to do, which meant she had no excuse to linger. But she desperately wanted to see Asher before she left.James had said something about him dropping by, but he hadn't been specific. Kimberly had a feeling that if she
She was living on borrowed time, as well but somehow that mattered less. If he killed her this second, she would have only two regrets. First, that she wouldn't be around to help those adorable kids anymore, and second, that Asher would always believe that she hadn't trusted him or cared for him at all.----------------------------Kimberly rode the elevator in silence, then stepped out in the elegant foyer and asked for Damon Forbes."I'm sorry" the lady they spoke to told her. "Mr Forbes is on vacation. Did you have an appointment?"Kimberly turned to Christopher. "Did you make an appointment?" she asked him.He nodded. "Paul Nelson is handling the transaction""Then Mr Nelson" Kimberly said."Of course. I will tell him you are here" she waited politely for their names.Christopher put his arm around Kimbe
"You bastard" Kimberly said. "He thought you were his friend. He trusted you. Why would you do something like this to him?"He ignored her questions. "I want you to change your clothes" he said as he walked back to the door. "You will have to eat too. No fainting. In fact, nothing out of the ordinary"She waited, knowing he was finally going to tell her what this was all about. And then, before he could speak, she understood."You need money." she breathed. "You were after the ransom money from my kidnap. Only that plan didn't work out so well for you""Smart girl" Christopher said grinning."You could have just asked for help" Kimberly said. "You didn't have to do all this""Shut up" he shouted. "I don't have to explain my actions to you. That's the thing with you and your father. Feeling and acting like gods. Now, I decided to go another way. We
Kimberly drank some water from the faucet and returned to the bed. Asher would probably have recovered from the sedative, but that wasn't going to be much help to her. Sure, he could trace her to the hospital, but then what?Alex was probably going to kill after getting what he wanted from her. She accepted that. If not today, then soon. The thought of death scared her, but that really made her want to pound her hands against the walls and scream was the thought that Asher would never know she was sorry to have misjudged him. He would live the rest of her life aware that in the heat of the moment, she hadn't trusted him."I was a fool" she whispered into the silence. "I should have trusted him. I should have remembered that that Alex would do anything to lure me out. I should have known you were on my side"Worse, she should have listened to her heart. Over the past couple of days, she had been feeling things for A
The shot was quieter than she would have thought. The sedative struck him in the upper left part of his chest, close to his shoulder. Her eyes flickered open then closed. She waited five seconds before shaking him."Asher" she yelled. "Can you hear me?"He didn't budge. She dropped the gun onto the floor and ran for the garage.She was nearly halfway across the cement floor before the computerized voice warned her that she had violated her authorized perimeter. The shrill siren began as she started the car engine. She started to back out before the garage doors had fully opened, and there was an ugly scraping sound, barely audible over the pulsing alarm.Kimberly turned on the lights of the car and drove down the street. Not long now, she told herself over and over again in a litany of prayer. I will be there, daddy. Just hang on for meTears threatened, but she willed them away.