Chapter 8 #2
I decided to run through the facts. Most of them.
Not the ones where I was actually the man she made the deal with.
This might come back to bite me if Axl took it the wrong way when he found out the truth, except I knew he wouldn’t.
He’d laugh, pretend to want to kill me, then return the favor later.
I’d just need to keep an eye on what he did to her.
“No one knows me. Not her, not her friend. I took her on a deserted road at night, last night in fact. There is no CCTV there. I put her phone in a Faraday bag. Mine too once I began to think about doing it.” It.
That moment had been earth-shattering. “My car has no GPS tracking devices or links. Nothing will show me as being in that location.” I had done all of that because I didn’t want any interruptions.
Charity seemed likely to try to check on her friend.
“Nobody is looking for her? She’s seen our faces. Knows my first name. You used your dorky trekkie nickname—Scottie McBeam me up Scottie.”
“That will only matter if they catch onto who we might be.” That old university nickname would not come up on any database.
“Yeahhh.” He pursed his lips while eyeing her twisting her feet, then he sipped more coffee. “I want in. You know I do. Or I wouldn’t have turned around.”
“If not, you’d have let her escape and let me rot in jail?”
“You’d have caught her. That little creature would run like a…like something slow and catchable.”
I laughed.
“And so we return to the question. What terrible things we can do to her,” he murmured. “In a week you say?”
“A week.”
“How did you settle on that? No, wait. I may not have any liquor in my coffee, but I do want to savor the taste for a minute before you distract me with more fucking chat.”
I grinned. “Go on and look.”
“Yeah.” He settled back into his chair and stared at her while taking sips. “Christ.”
Silence reigned for quite a while.
The neighbor’s horses neighed. Birds flew over, chirping.
And Emme made noises too—hot, unintelligible ones that reached us where we sat. My dick wasn’t feeling particularly relaxed. The girl loved whining through that ball gag.
I took a gulp of coffee that burned my already blistered mouth, but I barely noticed. I plonked the mug down and almost missed the table.
I’d thought this would be a deal breaker for me—a girl who liked it too much. It wasn’t. Maybe it was because I…we, had all the power.
We could do anything to her. Absolutely anything. Which is why bringing in a friend was totally okay.
This was ultimate power, wrapped up in wickedly sexy kink. How far will I go? I couldn’t quite figure out how my own mind worked.
He cleared his throat. “Okay. The twisted things we could do are already blowing my mind. What about after the week is up?”
“That’s the biggest issue. We have to let her go.”
“Seriously?” He leaned over the armrest to stare at me. “She knows us, and will know more by then.”
“If that is all she knows, our faces, your first name, even if she goes to the cops, we should be extremely difficult to find. I’m not killing her. No matter how casually I may have discussed this before. My morals are frayed, not dead.”
I wish I could read his mind. It must be a writhing maelstrom right now with him thinking this was illegal while his dick told him to go for it.
“Hmmm.” He sat back again. “We could keep her.”
“Forever? Not doable. Just not doable.”
“We have the money to keep her somewhere she cannot escape from. We could.”
“No. If you want in, we do this my way. I’ve thought it through. Besides, eventually we’d get bored with having a prisoner. Then what?”
“If we let her go, sooner or later she’ll track us down and the police will inevitably find us.”
He had enunciated that as if convincing a slew of new backers of his company. It was Axl in CEO mode.
“Why is it I feel like you’ve a company pamphlet with that printed on it?”
He fell silent but I knew him. He was keeping that idea on the table.
“I’ll file keeping her under Maybe, then?”
“Jesus.” I shook my head.
Having to allow for another man’s opinions and ideas could jeopardize this. Especially those of a man as close to me and as good at power plays as he could be. It was the second drawback of having him join me.
The first drawback was my guilt if we fucked up and went too far, and Axl went to prison.
There was also an advantage—the mindfucks we could do on her had multiplied.
The third drawback was that he was tempting me to tread in an evil territory, where I knew I shouldn’t go. Evil was a stupid word. Dangerous? Immoral? Fucking stupid? Keeping a girl to be our forever sex toy was all of those.
“So, who is she? Anyone we need to be super careful with?”
That was a good point. “I don’t know who she is or what she does. Only her first name, Emme.”
“So she could be the partner of a celebrity or a drug lord with an army of ninjas on her payroll?”
An idea popped up. “Do you still have that basement room where you can’t get phone reception?”
We could mine her phone’s sim card for info.
“I do. It’s a problem with the wall construction. I see where you’re going. Give me it, and I’ll copy over the data and bring it back. I’m going to clear away most of my appointments for a week. Just because I love you, man.”