even tried to be timely. Abram had spent a solid few minutes kneeling at the end of the couch, admiring my glistening breasts like his favorite piece of artwork. He’d kissed my lips as he wiped my body clean and cursed about how gorgeous I was as he helped me get dressed.
He didn’t come back to Earth till his phone buzzed on the table. I realized it had been doing so for awhile but now it kept going, someone incessantly calling. “Nate. We have to go,” Abram muttered when he looked at the screen. And though he was pensive in the elevator, he still held my waist, sliding his thumb into the slit under my bust, stroking the underside of my breast. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him the entire ride down, for some reason struck with a fresh wave of awe for his beauty. Maybe he felt it, because he flashed me a little smile before the doors opened.
But I knew something was off the second we stepped out because Abram stiffened and walked in front of me, shielding my body with his. The hall was darker than we’d left it, and so eerily quiet it felt like the entire hotel might be empty.
“How long were we upstairs for?” My question was a whisper.
He looked down at his phone. “Over an hour,” he said. I could tell he couldn’t believe himself. I could hardly believe it either. It had felt as if we’d been upstairs for twenty minutes at most.
“Abram, I’m sorry – ”
“Don’t.” He stopped me in the still darkness. His voice was stern and his body rigid, but his touch was tender on my cheek. “No matter what happens, you need to know that none of it is ever your fault.” I heard footsteps behind us and as Abram’s gaze flicked past my shoulder, he held me tight, his voice hasty when he spoke. “Just go back to your room okay, Isla? I’ll check on you in a bit, just turn around right now and go– ”
“ Fucking knew it!” I heard Nate’s dog-like growl two seconds before I felt him yanking my wrist.
“Nate!” Abram charged but stopped in his tracks just as I noticed it too – the streams of bright red running down Nate’s face. I gasped at the wide-open gash on his left temple, still trickling blood.
“What? What do you want to say to me right now? Besides the fact that you were upstairs fucking her while I was down here realizing that those assholes aren’t here for us, they were here for Toro and they’ve been giving his men cues about us all fucking night. ” Nate shoved a blood-covered phone into Abram’s hands. “Jesse sent them to fucking bring us to him so he could take his time killing us – just like he did to Gavin,” he snarled before dragging me down the hall like a speed demon, my feet barely able to keep up.
“Nate, stop!”
“You wanna act like this is a game, little girl? Let me show you how fun it is,” Nate hissed, taking me to the end of the hall and kicking open the door to reveal a scene that made my knees give out.
Dark puddles pooled at the feet of the two men Nate and Abram had sat with at that VIP table. Their faces were hardly recognizable. Crisp and polished before, they were now slumped over, bound to chairs with their eyes so swollen shut they looked like fleshy golf balls. Blood wept from the head of one and trickled out the mouth of the other. My hand covered my mouth so hard I nearly smothered myself. Nate sneered as I had to hold onto him for balance, watching one of Abram’s men tie up a third person. He stepped away to reveal the petite woman whom I’d been so furiously jealous of an hour ago. She was unconscious now. Her mascara ran down her cheeks, her lip busted so wide open I felt sick to my stomach.
“ Fucking psycho ,” I shoved Nate, flying into a rage. He absorbed every one of my blows until Abram had me held back.
“Isla, stop. You have no idea what’s going on right now!” he said viciously.
“Look at what he did to her!” I fought Abram’s grip when I saw the
He didn’t come back to Earth till his phone buzzed on the table. I realized it had been doing so for awhile but now it kept going, someone incessantly calling. “Nate. We have to go,” Abram muttered when he looked at the screen. And though he was pensive in the elevator, he still held my waist, sliding his thumb into the slit under my bust, stroking the underside of my breast. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him the entire ride down, for some reason struck with a fresh wave of awe for his beauty. Maybe he felt it, because he flashed me a little smile before the doors opened.
But I knew something was off the second we stepped out because Abram stiffened and walked in front of me, shielding my body with his. The hall was darker than we’d left it, and so eerily quiet it felt like the entire hotel might be empty.
“How long were we upstairs for?” My question was a whisper.
He looked down at his phone. “Over an hour,” he said. I could tell he couldn’t believe himself. I could hardly believe it either. It had felt as if we’d been upstairs for twenty minutes at most.
“Abram, I’m sorry – ”
“Don’t.” He stopped me in the still darkness. His voice was stern and his body rigid, but his touch was tender on my cheek. “No matter what happens, you need to know that none of it is ever your fault.” I heard footsteps behind us and as Abram’s gaze flicked past my shoulder, he held me tight, his voice hasty when he spoke. “Just go back to your room okay, Isla? I’ll check on you in a bit, just turn around right now and go– ”
“ Fucking knew it!” I heard Nate’s dog-like growl two seconds before I felt him yanking my wrist.
“Nate!” Abram charged but stopped in his tracks just as I noticed it too – the streams of bright red running down Nate’s face. I gasped at the wide-open gash on his left temple, still trickling blood.
“What? What do you want to say to me right now? Besides the fact that you were upstairs fucking her while I was down here realizing that those assholes aren’t here for us, they were here for Toro and they’ve been giving his men cues about us all fucking night. ” Nate shoved a blood-covered phone into Abram’s hands. “Jesse sent them to fucking bring us to him so he could take his time killing us – just like he did to Gavin,” he snarled before dragging me down the hall like a speed demon, my feet barely able to keep up.
“Nate, stop!”
“You wanna act like this is a game, little girl? Let me show you how fun it is,” Nate hissed, taking me to the end of the hall and kicking open the door to reveal a scene that made my knees give out.
Dark puddles pooled at the feet of the two men Nate and Abram had sat with at that VIP table. Their faces were hardly recognizable. Crisp and polished before, they were now slumped over, bound to chairs with their eyes so swollen shut they looked like fleshy golf balls. Blood wept from the head of one and trickled out the mouth of the other. My hand covered my mouth so hard I nearly smothered myself. Nate sneered as I had to hold onto him for balance, watching one of Abram’s men tie up a third person. He stepped away to reveal the petite woman whom I’d been so furiously jealous of an hour ago. She was unconscious now. Her mascara ran down her cheeks, her lip busted so wide open I felt sick to my stomach.
“ Fucking psycho ,” I shoved Nate, flying into a rage. He absorbed every one of my blows until Abram had me held back.
“Isla, stop. You have no idea what’s going on right now!” he said viciously.
“Look at what he did to her!” I fought Abram’s grip when I saw the
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