When I finally came back to the world, it was so dark that I had to blink my eyes several times before I could finally believe that I was still alive. I sat up slowly, grabbing my pounding head, trying to hold the pieces of my skull together. It was an encouraging moment when I felt the pain begin to ebb from my temples.I looked around for a moment before the memory of what happened hit me again."Oh my god!" I cried and jumped up.My hast halted with me gripping the counter desperately before I ended up back on the floor again. My head felt like it was going to burst open, and with its pain having taken precedence, I had forgotten about the cut in my foot. But it let itself be known again real fast."Son of a bitch!" I panted, holding myself upright, but just barely.Once the dizziness passed, I tried again to hurry to search the house for any sign of Kevin and Alyssa as a dreadful certainty started winding itself through me. I stopped to flick on the lights only to be left in the da
No way. It couldn't be. After everything that had happened to me, there was no way my luck was that good. "Bethany!" cried yet another familiar voice. "V-Vie?" I whispered on a sob. Like an angel of mercy, Vie's honey brown hair bounced in front of the truck's light coming straight at me. My knees went weak and threatened to hit the ground, and if it were not for Trev's quick hands grabbing my arms, I probably would have greeted the ground enthusiastically. Tears free flowed down my face, coupling with the gut wrench sobs that suddenly would not be silenced. "Wh-what are you guys doing here?" I sobbed out the only thing that was playing through my head. "Alyssa called and told us something was going down. She said if we didn't hear from them by tonight to get our asses down here. So here we are," Trev explained, trying to comfort me.Vie's tearful eyes filled my vision, and I saw honest fear in them along with a bit of relief as she looked me over. Her discerning eyes took in th
The gash in my foot took seven stitches to close. I took each one with a silent demeanor as I dreamt of putting double in the face of the drug lord. The cuts in my knees still had glass in them and were more difficult to stay quiet through, and there were several times when I let out a tiny little 'fuck' as they poked and prodded the sore areas. It took almost three hours before they were finally willing to release me. They said something about a possible concussion, but I ignored them as I clunked out of that damned place on the stupid crutches, they had given me.Vie ran up to me anxious, looking me up and down taking in the bandages all over me."Holy shit, Bethany! Why didn't you tell me?" she cried. I looked down and shook my head. "Trust me when I say it looks worse than it really is."She did not look convinced but didn't comment any further as she led me into a room where everyone else was waiting for me. My jaw dropped at seeing all their worried gazes landing on me. In a ha
"Well, that's Natalie. She's got my father wrapped up so tightly in her-" I waved my hand down between my legs suggestively, "grasp that I would be shocked if he even remembered he had a daughter." Mia and Reed traded a glance but did not comment on my thoughts of my father. "Well, what do you want me to tell her if she calls back by chance?" Mia asked. I shrugged. "Tell her, I'm fine. My prostitution ring is going really well, and I'm about to get married to the drug lord for his money. This way I can become the criminal mastermind of the northwestern states." Mia raised an eyebrow at me, but Reed seemed to be trying to choke back his laughter. I chuckled in the back softly thinking of Natalie's face if she ever did hear that. "I can't imagine a person ever disowning their children. Especially in a situation like that. I guess it's a good thing she never had children of her own," Mia stated indignantly."She did. Four boys," I replied, blowing her mind."What!? Well, how the hell
Vie's eyes dropped, and she presented a demure front to him."Yes, Master. I'm sorry," Vie whispered submissively.He tipped her chin up, giving her a soft gentle kiss to show her that there were no real hard feelings between them. When he left, so did all the tension in the room. As well as the air if the look on Vie's face was any indication."Well, that was fun," she said breathlessly."You're doing it on purpose!" I accused her.She gave me a guilty smile. "It was Kevin and Alyssa's idea. Trev needs to learn where he stands as a Dom, and I need to learn my limits as his sub. So occasionally, I push him a bit to see how he reacts. To show him what he will and will not put up with. He must be feeling a little uptight tonight because he normally just kind of laughs at my subtle attempts to push him. I think we'll need to discuss it later." Vie looked a little worried. "Do you think he'd hurt you?" I asked, anxious to hear the answer. Vie's smile brightened. "No more than I want him
It was an awkward stumble instead of a nice easy descent. Several people jumped to their feet to head me off, making me try to get to the bottom of the steps before they stopped me. Success plastered a wide grin on my face as I stared around at a half-circle of incredibly angry Dom's that suddenly surrounded me."What the hell do you think you are doing?" Trev demanded. I ignored his question to address Reed quickly. "You are looking in the wrong place. They aren't in town anymore." I insisted. My words drew the whole room to a pause. "What do you mean?" Reed asked. "Right before that asshole knocked me out his buddy said they had to get to the airfield before it got dark," I informed him. "Did they happen to say where they were going?" Reed questioned. My face fell slightly, and I shook my head. Trev put his arm around my shoulders to comfort me. "We'll find them," Trev swore. Reed echoed Trev's sentiment as he pulled his cell out of his pocket and dialing a number before he
Hiding behind a ridiculously large bush was not my idea of a good time. I whined silently to myself for the millionth time as I tried to readjust myself as stealthily as possible. When the branch broke under my heel, I was forced to still once again or draw unwanted attention to myself. I resigned myself to the fact the damn stick was going to become a permanent addition to my backside. It was sheer luck that I managed to shamble through the house without them knowing. Now I was waiting for someone to decide when they were leaving. I could still faintly hear their voices coming from inside the house, but I could not make out what they were saying exactly.I looked over at the rigs wondering if I could get lucky and pick the right one purely by chance. The decision was made for me when the voices grew closer and easier to discern. I knew that they were getting ready to leave now. In a split-second choice, I bolted from my spot to the other side of Reed's car. Then snuck into the backs
"Okay, Sir," Mia whispered, obviously still reeling from the kiss.Mia and I watched as Reed took the stairs, and opened the door then cautiously proceeded into the house. As soon as he was out of sight, it was like the wolves descended on me. Mia swung around in the seat and smacked me on the back of the head. "Ow!!" I cried. "Are you insane? What the hell are you doing here?" she cried smacking me again. "Ow! Damn it! Stop!" I cried. "Crazy! Crazy, girl!" Mia screeched, punctuating each word with a smack. "Stop! Do you want me to answer the question, or do you want to continue smacking me?" I yelled. It took me a moment to realize she had stopped hitting me. I cautiously dropped my arms from around my head and peeked up at her. She gave me a stern look designed to melt my resistance and probably send me back home. Her hand was poised to continue her assault on me if my answers did not meet her expectations. "Are you willing to hear what I have to say now?" I asked her.She nod