I feel so fucking satisfied with myself, pushing the ropes that are now loose and useless off my body as Leo Levin tries his best to fight off the sedative. He has something of a chance of that. The dose was calibrated to me, not him.
That said, he still can’t stand up. As he tries, his legs buckle. He hits the floor and rolls over onto his back, limbs spread, legs helplessly trying to walk in thin air.
Getting myself out of the rope and into some decent clothing is my first priority. Leo is now writhing around on the floor in the way that people do when you hit them with dissociative sedatives. He’s seeing God right about now. I wonder what kindof conversation they will have. I wouldn’t like to be in Leo’s position if I were him.
It’s going to wear off faster for him than it would for me, but that’s fine. I’m not going to hang around long.
As much as I enjoy being held sexually captive by this psycho, there comes a point where a demonstration has to be made. These men have been following me, circling me like vultures. They think I don’t notice them. But now that I have been caught out once or twice, I feel them coming the same way a spider feels a fly zipping into her web.
Their arrival is never truly a surprise.
They think I still don’t know who they are. They think I don’t know what they want. They think their animal impulses and lusts are a surprise to me, but it’s no surprise to any woman when a man wants to fuck her.
And I know more about them than they can imagine. Their secrets are not secret from me. Not anymore.
“You’re pretty when you’re incapacitated,” I tell him, crouching down next to him and letting myself enjoy this little moment of mastery.
That’s quite the compliment coming from me, but of course he doesn’t entirely appreciate it. He makes a growling sound not unlike an animal. He can understand me, I think. He just can’t do anything about it.
That must be driving him mad.
“I know you’re used to being in control,” I say. “I know that you think every woman is ripe for the taking if you feel like taking her.”
I slap his face, my fingers making contact with that hard jaw and cheekbone of his. He really is sculpted for the gods, a perfect human predator in so many ways. He has the devil’s allure—and his soul.
“And I know what else you do. I know why you need to be stopped.”
His eyes widen a little, then flash with fire as he realizes the mistake he’s made. He tries to make a coherent response, but the part of himself that understands what is happening is locked away right now behind layers of drug-addled muscle control. He can’t do a thing. He’s helpless. I’m sure he hates how it feels.
I fish through his things, and find quite a number of restraints. So many, in fact, it reminds me of a cliché of a woman going on vacation and taking too many shoes. There are plastic cable ties, there are silk ties, there’s rope. I discard those as an option. They’re far too breakable for my liking. I settle on a classic pair of heavy-duty cuffs.
“Were you planning on cuffing everyone you met? Or do you just like choices?”
He’s a heavy weight to wrangle, so I end up cuffing him to the bed frame. It’s pretty heavy, and metal, and it will take him some time to work himself free from, if he can do it at all.
Then I take his wallet and his car keys, and I walk out the front door. My clit is tingling and my pussy is aching the way it does when it has been properly fucked. Almost makes the ordeal of being tied up and left in a car trunk for a few hours worthwhile. Almost.
It’s hard not to be smug, knowing that maybe the worst of the Levin brothers has been bested. The other two aren’t threats tome. Aiden Levin is far too busy to pay attention to a plain little thing like me, and as for Luke, he’s always been a mess.
What happens next is, well, not my proudest moment.
“Get absolutely fucking wrecked,” I murmur to myself as I get into the driver’s seat of Leo’s car and put it in gear. I set off down the road, leaving him to his fate. It’s not a very safe thing to do. It’s not a very nice thing to do. But it what he fucking deserves.
Suddenly, I feel cold steel at the back of my neck.
“Keep your eyes on the road and keep driving, please, young lady,” Aiden says.
I look in the rearview mirror and see those reddish-brown eyes regarding me with a deceptively calm gaze.
“What are you doing here?”
“Following a lead,” he says. “You’ve all been rather naughty, haven’t you?”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Aiden Levin is the most dangerous of them all. I thought I’d flown under his radar. Maybe I fucking would have, if Leo hadn’t kidnapped me and made me a big deal. Now I’m something to be fought over, thrown from one brother to the next like so many fleshy scraps.
“Where do you want me to drive?”
“It doesn’t matter,” he says. “Take the road to the highway and just keep going.”
