stunning; the walls were pure white and reminded me of snow. The carpet wasn’t as lush as the carpeting in the room I woke up in, but it was just as soft and black. He had a huge flat screen television on the opposite wall of where his king sized bed sat. There was one large bay window on the wall, which sat open and led to a balcony. Thin white linen (but I knew better) curtains were dancing lazily as the cool breeze drifted into the room.
“Do you like it?” he asked softly.
“It’s ... beautiful,” I marveled.
“Thank you. I need you to remove that now,” he said. I looked up at him questioningly and he chuckled. “I can’t wrap your arm over the shirt. I need you to remove it please. I promise no lessons tonight, since I think you’ve already taught yourself one for the both of us.”
I sighed and nodded again. He was right; it just bothered me that I was going to be standing in front of him feeling even more naked than I already was. I shrugged off the left sleeve after he let my arm go, then the right. Jax moved behind me and slowly removed it from my shoulders, letting his fingers trail down my back.
I shivered involuntarily and turned slightly to give him a dirty look, which he met with a smile before folding the shirt and placing it on the bed.
“Sit. Please,” he said softly.
I used my right arm to cover my breasts as I tried to get comfortable on the edge of the bed. Jaxton crouched down and placed a hand on either side of me.
“I want nothing more than for us to be equals, Riley. I want us to learn to please each other; sexually and emotionally. I can’t have you disobeying me, understand? I wouldn’t have left you in the living room all night, but I also don’t want to have to worry that you’ll hurt yourself to get away from me every time I tie you up,” he said, brushing my hair out of my face.
“I don’t want to be here,” I responded in a shaky voice.
“I know. But you will want to be here eventually. I don’t want to ... discard you, Riley. I would like to keep you for as long as possible because you’re the one that has intrigued me the most,” he said getting to his feet.
I watched him turn on the light in his walk in closet and disappear inside. I stood up and walked quietly toward the closet. I put my hand on the back of the door before I peeked around the side. His back was to me and he was rifling through a container of sorts.
Close the door! Lock it and jump out of the window, my inner heroine yelled. It was a good enough idea to at least just try. I quickly swung the door shut and looked for a lock on it, but there was none. Instead there was the sound of a few beeps as the code pad reset itself. I heard his angry shout from inside the closet as I ran toward the window and out onto the balcony. I heard the sounds of beeping as he punched the code in.
“Riley!” he shouted racing toward me as I put my legs over the side of the balcony.
I made the mistake of looking down instead of just jumping. I had always been afraid of heights and even though this wasn’t exactly high up, it was enough to stop me for a few seconds.
Enough time for Jaxton to catch me before I could jump. Enough time to feel the unmistakable leather of a belt going around my neck and enough time to jerk me back so hard that I hit my head and lost consciousness.
Eleven
W hen I woke up I was in a room. A stone room that wasn’t necessarily big but not too small. I was lying naked ... Naked? Yes naked , on a bed that was sitting against the wall of the room. I sat up and immediately felt the restraints around my ankles. I glanced down and saw that there was rope tied securely around them and then again to the posts of the bed. My lower lip trembled as I glanced around the room, a feeling of absolute terror running through me.
Was this what happened to the others when they “disobeyed” Jaxton? He had mentioned about doing this before but he never said what happened to the other women.
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Jessica Conant-Park, Susan Conant