Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23860 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23860 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
I let out a frustrated growl as I hit the button over and over, but the elevator refuses to appear.
We were right in the middle of the most perfect moment of my life, and then it was all shattered. My cock was deep inside her body, and I’d just cum in her warm, wet heat. She was spread out before me completely bare and dripping in jewels and my release. I felt something when we connected, and it changed me.
Now she’s gone, and all I can think about is getting her back.
While I wait on the elevator, I run to the other room and grab another shirt. David is still on the phone, but thankfully the doors open as soon as I get back and we both hurry inside. On the way down to the lobby, I hear him talking to people and asking for an update.
“They can’t find her,” he says when we reach the lobby, and I curse as I go running out the door.
I’m not sure what I expect to see, but she’s nowhere to be found, and I don’t have the first clue on where to start. She could be anywhere, and her mother is telling people she’s dangerous.
“Fuck.” I run my fingers through my hair in frustration when I see David talking to a few people nearby.
“Did they see her?” I ask him, and he nods.
“She was picked up,” he says, his voice solemn.
“What?”
“The doorman said he saw her run out before he could stop her. There were two men waiting in a van nearby, and they grabbed her.”
This is my worst nightmare. Someone has taken Audrey from me, and I don’t know what the hell they’re going to do to her. My beautiful girl is gone, and terror like I’ve never felt before threatens to choke me.
“I want to talk to her mother,” I manage to say, and David looks puzzled.
“You heard her on the news report. She’s dangerous. Maybe you should just let this one go.” He’s so disconnected from what I’m feeling right now that I’m wondering if I’m the one that’s crazy.
“Get me her address or find other employment. Do you understand me?” I say through clenched teeth, and David eventually nods.
“Yes, sir.” He pulls out his phone and begins to tap the screen. “As soon as I have it, we’ll leave.”
My feet are heavy as I drag myself back to the elevator and take it to the penthouse. All I’m able to do is think about Audrey and where she is right now and if she’s okay. My mind races with the possibilities that she’s afraid and much, much worse. If whoever took her puts one finger on her, I’ll remove it from their body.
There is no end to the vengeance I’ll rain down, and I’ve got the connections to make that happen. In fact, I send a quick message to some of my underground connections to put them on standby if I need some backup. They know I pay well for services rendered, and this might be a job that stays quiet.
Walking back into the penthouse feels like a nightmare when I see the empty jewelry boxes scattered on the floor from where we made love. She should be here and in my arms.
Then I see the news report cycling though again, and it’s Audrey’s mother pleading for her safe return. Something about this doesn’t sit right. Maybe my judgment is clouded by my need for her, but if her mother was so loving and kind, then why would Audrey run to begin with? Even if she’s as dangerous as her mother is claiming her to be, then why wasn’t she under someone’s care?
Surely when she was at the hospital, they would have some kind of medical records on her. They had all of her information thanks to her ID, and I had them run every test possible. They would have found drugs in her system or previous treatments when she was there previously.
Watching the new report over and over only leads me to think that if there is something wrong with Audrey, then I’ll help her get better. She doesn’t need to go back to a place where she feels afraid and obviously doesn’t want to be. My soul is connected to hers and although we haven’t been together long, I know I can protect her. She wasn’t scared to be with me; she ran because she was afraid I might send her back to her mother.
Nothing and no one will take Audrey from my side ever again, and I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back. Including talking to her mother.
The hours go by like days as I pace the living room. There are no updates from David, and the more time that passes, the sicker I am to my stomach.