Twelve

Nicholas P.O.V I tapped on the number in a bid to call the number and also typed a command into my laptop in a bid to track the location of the person who sent in the message. The call rang and no one picked up, I called again but there was no answer. I threw the phone to the bed, "fuck" I cursed. My phone beeped immediately, I ran to the bed and pick it up, it was a message from the same number; Forget about her, she is my slave now. Anger rose within me and I made a call to my techies, it rang for a few minutes and they picked up. "I will be sending you guys a number, track the number and find out their warehouse, I need it in the next one hour", I said and hung up. I left my room and walked towards the other room where I kept the whore I brought from the club. She was in the same position I had left her, I compelled her to kneel before I left the room. I stripped naked and walked toward her, I looked into her eyes and could tell that she was afraid of the size and length of