I wait until she pulls out the baggie of cheese and crackers, the apple and some mixed nuts. “Hopefully, you don’t have any allergies. No substitutions on meals.”
After she’s taken a bite of her apple, I speak again. “I’m sure you have questions, so I’ll answer the basics now. No, you can’t leave. It’s none of your business where or what city you’re in. You can call me sir or master.” I pause, checking her reaction, and notice her fist gripping the apple harder than necessary.
She doesn’t speak, so I continue, “Your main purpose here is to please. But we will have fun; there are a lot of exciting games to look forward to. No games today, but the first one starts tomorrow.” That seems to spark an interest, and she stops mid bite of her apple.
“Games? What kind of games?” Red asks with a hint of worry in her voice.
“All kinds of games.” I say excitedly, waving my hand in the air dismissively. “Skill training, mind games, survival and of course sexy games.”
I wiggle my eyebrows at her when she pales. Red tries to act fearless, but I know she’s shaking in her boots.If she had any.She’s already snow white, but now she looks like a ghost.
Leaning forward, I scoot closer to her. She takes a bite of her apple and squares her shoulders back. Probably thinking that I won’t notice she’s shaking.
“If you play your cards, well, games right.” I chuckle at my lame ass joke. “You’ll be working with me soon enough. But if you’d rather, you can spend the rest of your life in this hole. Chained to your cot with your legs spread, I won’t complain.”
That gets her attention, and she takes the last bite in a hurry. Some of the juice slips down her chin as she talks with her mouth full. “No! I’ll play.”
When she reaches up to wipe her chin, I grab her wrist to stop her. Using my other hand, I grab the back of her neck and pull her closer. I let her wrist go and lift my mask to expose my lower jaw.
Lazily, I drag my tongue up her throat, over her chin and lick across her lips. Making sure to catch every drop of the apple juice.
“Hmmm, sooooo tasty.” My voice is deep as I taste her skin, sweat and the musk from not showering, but under it all is a sweet feminine taste.
My dick twitches behind my zipper, but I don’t have time for round two. “It really is a shame I can’t take a piece of you. Some garlic, onions, chilli powder and crushed peppers would be the perfect spice for you.” I soak up her look of disgust, and I hop up to my feet.
“Enjoy the food. You’re stuck here, but life doesn’t have to be horrible.” I head towards the door and flash my eyes up to the camera. I know Charlie will be watching. He’s been glued to the monitors all night.
Sure enough, as soon as I get to the door, the lock clicks open. Pushing it halfway open, I throw her a look over my shoulder. “I’ll be back later to hose you down. Don’t have too much fun without me. Or feel free to give me a show. I’ll be watching.”
She lets out a scoff as I leave, shutting the door behind me. I’ll let her stew and eat in peace. When I face the rest of the room, Alpha is standing there.
“So? Did she freak out? Try to punch you in the face like she did with me?” He asks with a curve to his lips. The Glasgowscarstretching out, I reach up and pull my hood off.
“Nah, man, but she did try to bite my dick off. Gave me an excuse to put Betty on her neck.” Itap my knife on my hip as the door at the top of the stairs opens and Charlie trudges down.
“He fucked her face. I took still shots and made sure to zoom them in as well. She’s hot when she cries.” He pulls out his phone and shows us the pictures.
“Send those to me. I need a new lock screen.” He nods, and I hear the whoosh as he sends them. I’m not stupid enough to bring my phone into her room. I’ll change it later when I go upstairs.
“She’s doing better than I thought, only crying while choking on my meat stick. I told her the games start tomorrow.” I head towards the stairs. Al and C follow behind me. “One of you got to wash her later. I gotta go take care of that rat job.”
Charlie pipes up, “I’ll handle her. Go get ready, and I’ll send the details to your burner phone.” We head upstairs, making sure the bookcase shuts behind us, locking in place. No one except us knows it’s there.
To anyone else, it looks like an accent piece, filled with antique books that match the rest of the hallway’s decor.
We split up. Alpha heads towards the kitchen while Charlie darts ahead to the stairs. Thehaze of my orgasm has me taking my time. By the time I reach my bedroom door, I’m dreading that I have to go to work.
I kick my door closed as I strip my shirt off, tossing it in the corner near my laundry basket. I’m not as tidy as Alpha is.Fucking anal prick. My room looks like a bomb blew up. Clothing and my work gear scatter the space, my bed unmade, and I probably should change the sheets.
It will have to wait because I have work to do.
Alpha takes care of the clients and contracts. Charlie takes care of the tech and our digital footprint. Me? I’m the boogeyman. Technically, we are all hitmen, but I’m the one who handles most of the hits. Now it’s my time to shine, and the sooner I deal with the rodent, the faster Ican play with our new toy.
Chapter 10
Standing outside her door, I double check that my mask is in place. She’ll think that I’m Alpha or Bravo. The only difference between us is our personalities.
And dicks.
