Chapter 48
UNKNOWN
This was too easy, I should pat myself in the back.
She never saw it coming. I’d been watching her.
Learning her patterns. Her schedule. And last week, I really hit the lottery.
After last weeks fight, I saw her storming out, then Eryx and some guy I didn’t recognize following suit.
Saw them arguing and she runaway. She hasn’t left her room all week, and he’s been keeping his distance.
Perfect timing.
I need to thank Eryx, maybe get him a fruit basket. Had he not done whatever he did to piss her off, she wouldn’t be mad at him and in turn wouldn’t have left herself so defenseless.
I made a point to smash her phone, can’t have them tracing her location.
They’ll find me soon enough but not before I’ve had my fun.
She’s going to pay for what he did. This is all on him.
I never planned on hurting her, much at least. But he just couldn’t let me have my fun.
He had to claim ownership of her from day one.
My qualms on her are due to him, but truly this is a win-win for all of us. I’ve got a few friends who would very much like to inflict some of their own pain onto her. Either way I’m getting what I’m owed.
I made sure to strap her arms and legs back when I tossed her in the trunk.
I put tape on her mouth to keep her from screaming and a hood over her head to keep her in the dark.
I know how much she loves that. She won’t put up much of a fight.
The drugs I gave her will keep her knocked out for a while, but one can never be too careful.
The ride to the warehouse is quick, we’re only about 15 miles from campus.
My family owns the old loading dock and its the perfect space to hold my little captive.
Once there, I open the trunk and haul her over my shoulder.
She’s still out cold. Inside, I toss her on the mattress I set out for her on the floor along with a single blanket.
There’s hooks I placed on the wall behind her and I strap her arms to them to further restrain her.
I make sure to remove the hood over her head but I keep the tape over her mouth.
I take this opportunity to make a little video.
She’s been holed up in her dorm all week, so she’s wearing a long shirt, probably his, and no shorts underneath.
I know, because the shirt she’s wearing has ridden up and I got the perfect view of her lace panties and taut stomach.
She really is a sight to behold. I take my phone out and start recording.
I spread her legs getting between them. My fingertips tracing the curve of her legs.
I hook my finger on the hem of her thong toying with it, then slide them down her body and take them off.
I bring the fabric to my nose and inhale her sweet scent.
So fucking divine. I see why he’s so obsessed, I seen how delectable she was from that first day.
Next, I push her shirt up to expose her breast. Naughty girl not wearing a bra, and what’s this?
I pause and let my eyes roam up and down her body. Did she get her nipples pierced?
I bring my hand not holding the phone to her breast and squeeze, toying with her piercing, pinching and pulling it.
This causes her to stir. Is my little stray moaning, does she like this?
Her legs try to close, but I’m still in between her.
Her eyes open, and the moment she sees me it all comes back to her.
She’s trashing in her restraints now. Then she notices the camera in my hand and how exposed she is.
She tries to scream but its muffled by the tape.
“Hey little stray, say hello, we’re making a little movie. Think lover boy will like it?” I trace my hand down her torso as she continues to thrash around. Trying to get away from my hold as if I disgust her.
“Mmhh uhh—” her eyes have so much heat behind them. I lean down and place a kiss on her lips over the tape. She yells again.
I speak directly to the camera now, not showing my face to him yet.
“She really is delicious, I see why you’re so protective of her.
” I widen her legs, and press up against her.
“You know, you’ve made a lot of enemies over the years, and more so this year because of her.
Sure would be a shame if all your protection was for nothing.
We could get a pretty penny for her. Who wouldn’t want a night with the great Mogily’s girl.
Say bye-bye, little stray, no ones saving you this time.
” Fuck, the tears make this so much better.
“What the fuck are you doing to her?” Her voice comes in like a screech. “Will you stop fondling the girl?”
I get up and walk away. “Whatever, when did you grow a backbone? Thought you hated this girl?”
“I hate her around my man, doesn’t mean I want her to deal with your grimy hands. I hope you know you just signed your death certificate.”
“Aren’t you with Jason now, or are you trying to taste the rainbow? Whore isn’t a good look on you.”
“Fuck you Dean, Jason knows what this is.”
“Does he?”
Brielle walks over to her and brings her shirt back down before covering her with the blanket. Then she rips the duct tape from her mouth.
“Thank you,” Anastasia breathes out, tears still on her face.
Slap
“Shut up, just because I helped you doesn’t mean we’re friends or that I’m on your side.”
I look over the video I recorded on my burner phone and send it. Let’s see how long it takes him to respond.
“Where the fuck is that bitch?” Jason comes into view now.
“Calm down killer!” I mock, then gesture over to the corner.
He strides over to her, finally off his crutches.
He leans down and spits on her. “You fucking bitch, I should kill you right now, for what your little boyfriend did to me.” He grabs a fist full of her hair and pulls her head up to look at him.
“Maybe I should give you a taste of what I went through, hmm how does that sound?”
“Doesn’t matter what you do to me, what any of you do to me,” she looks around the room at us. “When he finds me, he will kill each and every one of you.” So much fight in her eyes. But we’ll change that soon. We’ll extinguish whatever light remains.
“You really think he’s going to want your skank ass after we’re done?
By the time he finds you there won’t be anything left of you.
You don’t even know what’s coming sweetie.
” Brielle barks back this time. Jason pulls out a cigarette and lights it.
Takes a few pulls then blows the smoke in her face.
He grabs her face, squeezing her cheeks together, “Your boyfriend gave me a pretty little scar, he ruined my face. I think it’s time I returned the favor don’t you? ”
The fear in her eyes is delectable, her screams when he brings the hot end to her cheek even more so. Then again, and again, and again.
Tires can be heard screeching outside, a few seconds later the warehouse door slams open and three sets of footsteps can be heard walking our way.
Two burley men in suits stand on either side of the third man.
He’s got a tan suit on, alligator boots, and Ray-Bans covering his eyes.
He looks around the room before his eyes land on Anastasia who’s fallen asleep.
He walks over and squats next to her. He moves the hair that’s fallen on her face behind her ear.
Then examines the burns on her face. “Who burned her?” He stands, eyes still on her face.
I try to give Jason a look that says, “Shut the fuck up,” but the idiot isn’t getting the memo. Maybe I should have told him that Sebastian Rivera is the son of Julio Rivera. Rivera, as in the Jalisco Cartel.
“I did, fuck that bitch. Her little boyfriend burned mine, I’m just returning the favor,” Jason laughs.
Sebastian snaps his fingers.
Bang.
One of his men fires a shot at Jason’s knee.
He screams in pain and drops to the floor. “WHAT THE FUCK!”
Standing next to him, he presses his shoe on his knee and extends his arm so that the one who fired the shot hands him the gun. He points it at his head then turns to me.
“I told you to grab her and bring her here. Not let some fucker burn her fucking face. You fucked up. Count yourself lucky for who your daddy is, ‘cause this would have been you.”
“De—”
BANG!
Jason doesn’t even finish saying my name before his brain is splattered across the warehouse floor.
“AHHH!” Brielle comes back into the section of the space we’re in, screaming when she sees Jason dead on the floor.
He turns to her, “What’s your name sweetheart?”
“Br—Brielle.”
“Was this your boyfriend, Brielle?”
“Ye—yes,” tears in her face like she even cared about Jason.
“Shh, shh. It’s okay, there’s no need to be scared. You see Jason here, thought it was a smart idea to burn my fiancé’s face. You had nothing to do with that right?”
“No,” She shakes her head.
“Well, then go ahead and run along then.”
She turns and runs, not looking back. Moments later, Anastasia wakes up, shifting around. Her arms still tied above her head.
“Hola, hermosa. Miss me?”
Fear crosses her eyes, followed by anger. “No,” she shakes her head.
He walks over and squats next to her, “Te extrané carino.”
“Fuck you Sebastian,” she spits at him, and it lands on his cheek.
He grabs her by her hair, “No te preocupes amor. We’ll have time for that after la boda.
” He takes his pocket square and wipes his face.
Getting up, he turns to his men and tells them to grab her and place her in the car.
“We’re going on a little trip. We have some wedding guests waiting for us, and you wouldn’t want to disappoint la familia. ”
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” she screams as the men unlock her shackles. One of the men hoisting her over their shoulder.
“You don’t really have a say in the matter.
Did you really think you could run away from the deal your father made?
Run away from me? He promised me a wife, and I’m a man that gets what’s owed him.
” He turns back to me, “Next time you touch her, you’ll be joining your friend right there.
Let this be your warning. Now, you get to clean this mess up. ”
“What are you talking about? I didn’t—” but my words are cut off.
He gets his pocket square he wiped his face with, begins cleaning off the gun he used, and hands both to the other man with him. “Don’t insult my intelligence. You think I didn’t notice her underwear in your pocket?”
I look down and notice the black lace peeking out. Fuck.
They walk away and I watch them put a bag over her head, then load her in the car they came in.
How the fuck am I supposed to get rid of a body?