Her Sweet Surrender: Billionaire Secrets - Book Four by Drew Sinclair Page B
Authors: Drew Sinclair
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small piece of tightly folded up paper.
"This will make you feel good Suzy. Happy. Just like the song, right? 'Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof.' You know the one I mean, don't you? I love that song. But you know what's best of all Suzy?" He began to carefully unwrap the folded paper as he spoke. "The best thing of all is that you won't remember a damn thing."
She kicked her foot out weakly and it knocked the paper from his hands.
"You stupid bitch." He shouted, filled momentarily with rage. He went to strike her but quickly recovered himself.
"It's okay honey." He said. "I forgive you, don’t you worry about a thing, coz pretty soon you'll be just as sweet on me as cherry pie."
He retrieved the packet, opened it carefully and left it on a windowsill far enough away from Suzy for it to be safe. Then he turned back to her, grabbed her free arm and twisted it painfully behind her back. She tried to scream but her voice was too hoarse and deathly fatigue filled her like a drug. It was no use. With his free hand he reached over to the sill and brought the terrifying powder closer. Her face was pressed against the wall - she couldn't move. To survive a few seconds longer with her will power intact all she could do was draw in breath and then hold, but that tactic wouldn't buy her much time. Mitch held the scrap of paper high up above her head.
"Gotta breath sometime baby." He said. "So why don't you just relax and get ready to have a good time."
Hold on Suzy. Come on. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on…
Spots of color began to fill her vision, her lungs screamed at her to let go.
I'm sorry Ruben, so sorry…
She finally released her breath and a long, exhausted sigh left her lungs. Mitch quickly lowered his hand and crushed her face to wall, pinning her in place.
"This is it baby, now just relax and take a deep breath in….
*******************
"This better work Ruben." Dale pointed an angry finger his friend.
They had easily tracked Suzy to a remote island belonging to the French Polynesian archipelago. Mayweather Services already had a team in place in the main city of Pape'ete on another project and Ruben had diverted off duty members to his rescue operation.
"It's under control Dale." Ruben replied. "We have Suzy's location pinpointed. She's about six hundred yards straight ahead of us through the forest. Now shut the hell up and follow the plan. Radio silence. Don’t forget that you and Clay are just here for the ride. My people are handling this, so don’t do anything unless I give you the go ahead."
Dale reluctantly agreed. As much as he hated to admit it, Ruben was the person most capable of getting Suzy out of this mess. Although why exactly he cared so much about this mystery girl was beyond him. In fact, if anything, all he could really think about was the odd couple he had insisted on bringing with them from Point Nemo; Lindsay and her ward Nena. The pair had stayed behind back in Pape'ete airport. He was burning to spend more time with her, but before he could direct his attention there he had first to see this particular adventure through to its final conclusion.
"If anything has happened to her Ruben, I swear I'll break you. I don’t care how far back we go."
"If anything has happened to her Dale," Ruben said calmly, "I'll help you do it."
Dale was momentarily taken aback. Ruben actually sounded like he meant it and this was not usual for the master of self-preservation.
"Come on. Let's move out." Ruben said and Dale fell in behind him. No wasn't the time for squabbles and recrimination.
Progress through the moonlit undergrowth was slow but Ruben kept his group to a disciplined snail's pace to avoid any warning. The Hargraves and Nadia had insisted on being present and he had accepted responsibility for their safety, but that, of course, meant absolute obedience.
When they arrived at the clearing the rest of his team was already in place. There could be no way out of that
"This will make you feel good Suzy. Happy. Just like the song, right? 'Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof.' You know the one I mean, don't you? I love that song. But you know what's best of all Suzy?" He began to carefully unwrap the folded paper as he spoke. "The best thing of all is that you won't remember a damn thing."
She kicked her foot out weakly and it knocked the paper from his hands.
"You stupid bitch." He shouted, filled momentarily with rage. He went to strike her but quickly recovered himself.
"It's okay honey." He said. "I forgive you, don’t you worry about a thing, coz pretty soon you'll be just as sweet on me as cherry pie."
He retrieved the packet, opened it carefully and left it on a windowsill far enough away from Suzy for it to be safe. Then he turned back to her, grabbed her free arm and twisted it painfully behind her back. She tried to scream but her voice was too hoarse and deathly fatigue filled her like a drug. It was no use. With his free hand he reached over to the sill and brought the terrifying powder closer. Her face was pressed against the wall - she couldn't move. To survive a few seconds longer with her will power intact all she could do was draw in breath and then hold, but that tactic wouldn't buy her much time. Mitch held the scrap of paper high up above her head.
"Gotta breath sometime baby." He said. "So why don't you just relax and get ready to have a good time."
Hold on Suzy. Come on. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on…
Spots of color began to fill her vision, her lungs screamed at her to let go.
I'm sorry Ruben, so sorry…
She finally released her breath and a long, exhausted sigh left her lungs. Mitch quickly lowered his hand and crushed her face to wall, pinning her in place.
"This is it baby, now just relax and take a deep breath in….
*******************
"This better work Ruben." Dale pointed an angry finger his friend.
They had easily tracked Suzy to a remote island belonging to the French Polynesian archipelago. Mayweather Services already had a team in place in the main city of Pape'ete on another project and Ruben had diverted off duty members to his rescue operation.
"It's under control Dale." Ruben replied. "We have Suzy's location pinpointed. She's about six hundred yards straight ahead of us through the forest. Now shut the hell up and follow the plan. Radio silence. Don’t forget that you and Clay are just here for the ride. My people are handling this, so don’t do anything unless I give you the go ahead."
Dale reluctantly agreed. As much as he hated to admit it, Ruben was the person most capable of getting Suzy out of this mess. Although why exactly he cared so much about this mystery girl was beyond him. In fact, if anything, all he could really think about was the odd couple he had insisted on bringing with them from Point Nemo; Lindsay and her ward Nena. The pair had stayed behind back in Pape'ete airport. He was burning to spend more time with her, but before he could direct his attention there he had first to see this particular adventure through to its final conclusion.
"If anything has happened to her Ruben, I swear I'll break you. I don’t care how far back we go."
"If anything has happened to her Dale," Ruben said calmly, "I'll help you do it."
Dale was momentarily taken aback. Ruben actually sounded like he meant it and this was not usual for the master of self-preservation.
"Come on. Let's move out." Ruben said and Dale fell in behind him. No wasn't the time for squabbles and recrimination.
Progress through the moonlit undergrowth was slow but Ruben kept his group to a disciplined snail's pace to avoid any warning. The Hargraves and Nadia had insisted on being present and he had accepted responsibility for their safety, but that, of course, meant absolute obedience.
When they arrived at the clearing the rest of his team was already in place. There could be no way out of that
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