ROMANCE: DBL Coverage (Bad Boy Sports Romance)(Alpha Male Football Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Womens Fiction Romance) by Carly White
Authors: Carly White
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with his dance partner, Matt had gotten rid of her and the more he drank, the more his attention was put on Farrah. She tried to push it off, but around one in the morning, he was getting more and more insistent.
“Come on Farrah. Just once. I want to be your first. I dream about it you know.”
She was tipsy, maybe too much to drive, but her friend was beyond any recovery that night. Farrah wanted to leave, but he was starting to worry her. Calling a cab, she helped him out front and got groped in the process. She was going to let it slide, but there was more than a little relief when he was on his way home. He could worry about getting his car the next day she figured.
Going out to her own car, Farrah decided that it would be best if she just walked the few blocks to her own place. It had been a long day and the last thing she needed was a DUI. She started out towards the college dorms, passing a few people on the sidewalks. There weren’t many people out, but the ones that were out weren’t very nice looking. Farrah kept her eyes down until she heard a noise down one alley and looked over.
She shouldn’t have, she wished she hadn’t. There were several men by the back of a truck that had the metal door slid up. They were unloading something and it didn’t take her long to realize that she had stumbled onto a scene that she shouldn’t have. She looked down, but saw one of them look her way. Trying to act like she was minding her own business, which she should have been doing in the first place, she kept walking. It didn’t work as she heard yelling and then the men running down the alleyway.
Her heart racing, she started to run, only a couple of block to the dorms and lots of people. Farrah cursed her heels, slowing her down and she stopped as she heard the footsteps getting closer. There was no sense in being tackled. They got her and now her mind tried to figure out what to say.
“Wait, I didn’t see anything.”
“Then why were you running?”
A hand spun her around and she looked up at the large man. He smiled at her in such a way that made her insides tremble, the gold on his teeth shining in the street light they stood under. “When a couple of guys chase you in a dark alley, you run.”
Farrah lifted her foot up and pulled her heel off. “These shoes didn’t help. I am just going home and have already forgotten what I seen.”
“I thought you didn’t see anything?”
The other man with him was tall, but thin with a deadly look in his eyes. He kept looking around and then leaned into the one holding her. “We’ve got to go and I don’t know what to do with you. Boris thinks you should come with us.”
Her other heel was taken off. She was trying not to show her fear, but the very last thing she wanted to do in the world was go anywhere with the two men. Nodding her head, she looked behind her and thought for a moment if she should make a run for it.
“Don’t even think about. Come with us willingly or not, doesn’t matter. You are coming with us.”
He was so sure of himself and that bothered her more than anything else. It was the confidence and then the gleam of metal near his waistband that made it clearer to her. A man that carried a gun and looked like that wasn’t in the business of letting things go. She didn’t know why she had to come with them, but it couldn’t be for a good reason. “Why can’t you just let me go?”
“It’s not our decision to make.”
“If not yours, then who?”
“It will be up to Nate. Sorry. You are just in the wrong place, at the wrong time.”
***
They put something over her head and led her to the truck. She was set in between the two men and then another one pushed in, pushing her against the large one that had first grabbed her. From their talking she gathered the skinny one was Boris and the large one went by Randall. The third person didn’t say much and no one said anymore names except Nate. She had no idea who they were talking
“Come on Farrah. Just once. I want to be your first. I dream about it you know.”
She was tipsy, maybe too much to drive, but her friend was beyond any recovery that night. Farrah wanted to leave, but he was starting to worry her. Calling a cab, she helped him out front and got groped in the process. She was going to let it slide, but there was more than a little relief when he was on his way home. He could worry about getting his car the next day she figured.
Going out to her own car, Farrah decided that it would be best if she just walked the few blocks to her own place. It had been a long day and the last thing she needed was a DUI. She started out towards the college dorms, passing a few people on the sidewalks. There weren’t many people out, but the ones that were out weren’t very nice looking. Farrah kept her eyes down until she heard a noise down one alley and looked over.
She shouldn’t have, she wished she hadn’t. There were several men by the back of a truck that had the metal door slid up. They were unloading something and it didn’t take her long to realize that she had stumbled onto a scene that she shouldn’t have. She looked down, but saw one of them look her way. Trying to act like she was minding her own business, which she should have been doing in the first place, she kept walking. It didn’t work as she heard yelling and then the men running down the alleyway.
Her heart racing, she started to run, only a couple of block to the dorms and lots of people. Farrah cursed her heels, slowing her down and she stopped as she heard the footsteps getting closer. There was no sense in being tackled. They got her and now her mind tried to figure out what to say.
“Wait, I didn’t see anything.”
“Then why were you running?”
A hand spun her around and she looked up at the large man. He smiled at her in such a way that made her insides tremble, the gold on his teeth shining in the street light they stood under. “When a couple of guys chase you in a dark alley, you run.”
Farrah lifted her foot up and pulled her heel off. “These shoes didn’t help. I am just going home and have already forgotten what I seen.”
“I thought you didn’t see anything?”
The other man with him was tall, but thin with a deadly look in his eyes. He kept looking around and then leaned into the one holding her. “We’ve got to go and I don’t know what to do with you. Boris thinks you should come with us.”
Her other heel was taken off. She was trying not to show her fear, but the very last thing she wanted to do in the world was go anywhere with the two men. Nodding her head, she looked behind her and thought for a moment if she should make a run for it.
“Don’t even think about. Come with us willingly or not, doesn’t matter. You are coming with us.”
He was so sure of himself and that bothered her more than anything else. It was the confidence and then the gleam of metal near his waistband that made it clearer to her. A man that carried a gun and looked like that wasn’t in the business of letting things go. She didn’t know why she had to come with them, but it couldn’t be for a good reason. “Why can’t you just let me go?”
“It’s not our decision to make.”
“If not yours, then who?”
“It will be up to Nate. Sorry. You are just in the wrong place, at the wrong time.”
***
They put something over her head and led her to the truck. She was set in between the two men and then another one pushed in, pushing her against the large one that had first grabbed her. From their talking she gathered the skinny one was Boris and the large one went by Randall. The third person didn’t say much and no one said anymore names except Nate. She had no idea who they were talking
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