"The risk is too great, and there's no way I will allow them to take you from me. I have decided to board the plane sooner than planned. I need to get you the hell out of here. You’re mine; if anyone interferes with my plan, I will kill them without a second thought. Now we don’t want that, do we, pet? I can’t kill multiple police officers without causinga statewide panic. How would that look on my resume?”
He laughed. I almost cried. We were leaving earlier than the original three-month plan. There was no way out of this fucking prison! He stood up, towering over me.
He kissed me on the forehead before barking an order.
“I chose the suit I want you to wear. It's lying on your bed. Go put it on. I want you to get into the pool and swim off some of your energy."
He snapped his fingers.
"Hop to it, Kitten. Move your ass.”
I just stood there for a minute, trying to process everything. He slapped me hard across my ass, making me yelp. His sinister laugh echoed throughout the room. I wanted to cover my ears and block out the sound. I felt sick, so I ran from him, making a beeline out of the kitchen.
I needed to distance myself from the monster before I hauled off and whacked him across his smug face. All I am to him is a fuck doll.
I couldn’t even curse him out loud once I entered my bedroom because he watched me like a hawk with those damn cameras! I don’t want him to think I am still angry and rebellious. I need him to trust me, but does it matter now that his plans have changed?
I pressed my fingers against my temples, shaking my head. I have no fucking idea how to get out of this mess. Should I accept my fate with him and pray he doesn’t scar me from head to toe whenever his dark mood rears its ugly head? I highly doubt I will ever get away from him. There really is no escape. He warned me, and he wasn’t fuckinglying.
I changed into my bathing suit.
It wasn’t like I was obeying his command; I was looking forward to jumping into the pool. I had been cooped up in my room for so long that I would have happily spent all day in the main bathroom just for a change of scenery.
When I entered the kitchen, Joey and a woman, who I assumed was Yara, were sitting at the table chatting with him. All eyes turned to me. Suddenly, I felt self-conscious, standing there in a bikini.
Atlas chose it for me; of course, it left nothing to the imagination. The skimpy outfit barely covered my breasts, and though the bottoms covered my cheeks, it left little to the imagination. His eyes practically raped my half-naked body while Joey did a once-over and smiled. Yara's stare lingered a little too long, making me feel uneasy.
She looked me over from top to bottom, her eyes burning into the areas where Atlas left his marks. They were plain as day because of where he left them.
I was sure he wanted them to see his conquest. His property. I couldn’t make out the emotion on her face. Was it jealousy I saw? She wasn’t friendly to me. When Atlas introduced us, she barely acknowledged my presence, nodding her head once, then looking away as if I were an annoying fly on the wall. I wasn’t happy with her attitude.
The bitch was rude, and there was no need for it. She had a bug up her ass, and I didn't know why. I wanted to tell her to go fuck herself, but I didn’t. I had just been given a little freedom. There was no way I was going to screw that up for myself. If she were jealous of me, I honestly didn’t see why.
She was very attractive, almost supermodel gorgeous. I wonder if she and Atlas slept together. Maybe that’s why she didn’t like me. I wasn’t sure what to think.
I made a mental note to ask him later when we were alone.
Personally, I didn’t care if she liked me. I had bigger things to worry about. I just ignored her while waiting for Atlas to finish the conversation.
He stood up from the table, smiling at his company.
“I am going to take Kit for a dip. If you two want to join us, please feel free." Joey, you have swim trunks in your room, and Yara, there are some brand new suits in the changing room down at the pool if you’re interested.”
She smiled at him, laughing lightly, and answered in her breathy voice. “I will skip the swim, Atlas, but I will join you poolside to finish our discussion.”
Great, she was going to be ogling me the whole time!
Suddenly, I felt self-conscious and wanted to decline the invitation, but I knew better. He would get pissed off if I did that, so, like a good little prisoner, I did as I was told.
She smiled at him again.
“I need to use the facilities. I’ll only be a minute.”
He nodded. “I'm not sure what you will be doing in the bathroom, but if you use the code to open the window, lock it back up. You may still want to change into a suit, Yara. It is very hot at the pool.”
She shook her head, smiling.
“No, I am fine. I think I am dressed appropriately to withstand the heat. I have the code, Atlas. I won’t be smelling it up if that's what you are insinuating.You know my shit doesn't stink, so there is no need for me to open the window."
