Yours by Aubrey Dark Read Free Book Online

walked off into the shadows with him.
    “What the hell was that?” I asked, standing suddenly alone in the middle of the dance floor.

Chapter Nine
     
    Vale
    We walked into one of El Alfa’s clubs, and I felt my chest tighten under the new suit. It was hot upstairs, and the floor under our feet vibrated with the heavy beat of the club music. I didn’t know what El Alfa wanted me to do, but I hoped that it didn’t involve anything too terrible. He’d been quiet the whole way over here, and it made me nervous with anticipation.
    I mean, I’d killed men before, sure, but they’d been assignments. I knew that they were bad people when I killed them. Now, though, I didn’t know what El Alfa was planning, or who he was planning to do it to. If I had to torture an innocent person to gain his trust, could I do it? I’d told Ten that I could do anything, but even I had my limits.
    I just didn’t know exactly what those limits were.
    “What are we doing here?” I asked finally.
    El Alfa patted me on the shoulder and motioned me through the back rooms of his club. In one room, a man was counting out piles of hundred dollar bills. In the other, two strippers were all over some businessman. He leaned forward and snorted a line of coke off one of the stripper’s thighs. Drugs? I could do that, if that’s what was needed to show I was trustworthy. But El Alfa led me past those rooms, all the way out to the main club.
    “We are going to bring back some girls tonight,” he said, cracking his knuckles. “Someone for you to train.”
    “Train?”
    “You saw all of my lovely ladies in the house, yes?” he asked. I nodded. “Well, they are not always so obedient at first.”
    It was then that everything clicked into place. Ten hadn’t been completely honest with me when he’d talked me into this assassination. Or maybe he was being honest with me, and he only suspected the dangerous truth.
    El Alfa wasn’t just dealing drugs. He was dealing in something much more dangerous… sex slavery.
    I’d heard about this kind of operation before. Some of the drug cartels were moving into the sex trade. They kidnapped women and beat them into submission. Or, as El Alfa put it, they trained them. Then they would sell the girls abroad to the highest bidder.
    As I moved farther into the club with El Alfa, I thought over what I knew about sex slavery. Asia was a hot market. Lots of businessmen there with too much money and nowhere to spend it. It was risky to kidnap white girls and sell them, but the cartels who managed to do it commanded a high profit margin.
    Sex slavery. The thought of training a kidnapped girl made me sick to my stomach.
    “I understand,” I said, trying not to let my disgust show on my face. I set my mouth in a serious expression. I could control my face perfectly. I didn’t let a single muscle tic, not even when El Alfa licked his lips and looked out over the crowd.
    “This is the fun part,” he said, breathing heavily. “You get to pick. What is your fancy?”
    What a fucking bastard. I couldn’t wait to shoot him in the goddamn face. But I had to get him alone, somewhere where I had a clear escape path, or wait for the raid. So far, his guards had been breathing down my neck, even though I wasn’t armed at all.
    We stood on the balcony overlooking the dance floor. There were dozens of hot women writhing to the beat. My eye caught one of them, a cute curvy brunette in a tight red dress. She turned to look at me, and her dark brown eyes took my breath away.
    Christ . She couldn’t have been more than college age. I turned away quickly, but El Alfa had already seen me looking at her.
    “That one?”
    I shrugged. My mouth was like paste. I couldn’t torture a young woman like that. Jesus.
    “Maybe another one,” I said, but I said it too late.
    “No, you are right,” El Alfa said. He leaned forward on the balcony, his finger scratching his thick mustache. “Good to train.”
    “Really? Why?” I