Chapter 25
Was this some form of mental torture, let me think I had a sliver of a chance to live, and drag the rug out from under me?
I narrowed my eyes.I could see it now: I’d start trusting him and let my guard down. Then I’d slowly give him all the information hewanted. Thenthey wouldn’t have to worry about me giving them false info.
“Don’t fuck with me,” I growled.
“I need you to trust me,” he said, massaging a spot above his eyebrow.
“Trust you?” I laughed bitterly.“You’re the last person I should trust.I bet youalsowant revenge for what you think my father did to your family.”
He frowned, but stayed silent for a moment.
“You understand what will happen if my brother takes you,right?” he asked.
Of course, I knew what would happen. I’d already experienced itonce.
“What’s the alternative?” I eyed him suspiciously. But my heart rate skyrocketed at the thought of his brother torturing me again.
“LetLucthink you’re my new toy, and I’ll take you home with me.”
“I’m not your toy,” I growled, feeling a blush spread up my chest even as my lower body tightened at the word.
Sebastiansmiled, buttherewas an underlyingdarkness in his eyes.“I think you want to be my toy.”
“Fuckyou,” I growled.
“Don’t tempt me,” he said, gazing down at my ropes. And that irrational part of me wanted that: he’d never given me the promised orgasm last night.
His voice interrupted my thoughts,“I’m trying to make sure you don’t get hurt.”
“Like I believe that,” I snorted.
He shook his head.“You can believe what you want. Butdo we have a deal?”
I swallowed as I thought through his proposition. It would be beyond stupid to trust him, but any solutionheofferedwouldprobablybe better than Luca torturing me. My stomach curled at that thought.Anythingwas better than that.
“Fine,” I said.
He nodded at me before standing up from the bed.
“Okay, I’ll go over your options in a moment. But remember, if anything becomes too much, you know the word. It’s a complicated situation, butI’ll do everything in my power to make you feel safe.”
Safe. What a funny word to be comingout ofhis mouth. And despiteall the reasons it shouldn’t,the tension relaxed in my shoulders. My mind flashed back to being in the car with him yesterday. I’d told him to stop touching me, and he’d immediately listened to me.
Sebastianreached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Although I’d just vowed to listen to him, I thrashed against the bed while trying to reach for it.
He shook his head.“I can’t put this off any longer. Those kids from last night might tell someone that the lights were on inside the house. Ineed to control the situation,” he said.
Sebastianpressed the silver button on the side ofhisphone, anditbeeped into life. Despite the optimistic tone of the beep, to me it sounded more like the beginnings of a funeraldirge.My bodywentlimp on the bed. This was it. Soon his men would swarm the cottage.
“I’d prefer not to have you like this when the men arrive,” he said.
Before I could respond, he walked out of the room. A few minutes later he returned with a knife and a long piece of black rope. He set the knife on top of the armoire by the door.
“If Luc’s men come inside, and you aren’t tied up they’ll use that as an excuse to shoot you. For your own safety,I need you restrained when they arrive,” he said.
Yeah, I’m sure having me restrained wasjustfor my own safety.He approached me with the long rope in his hand.
