Safe (Reckoning Book 1) Page 4

  “I… I… Can move in. I won't quit my job, though. Okay?” He sighs then nods seeming satisfied with my answer.

  “Alright baby girl, for now, but when we have kids I expect for you to be a full-time mother.” He says with a smirk but seems serious. Kids? Shit, I forgot he said that part too.

  “Let's just take it one day at a time I don't think we are ready for babies just yet. I'm only twenty!” We both laugh lighting the seriousness of the conversation.

  “Fine, fine but I'm an old man Ellie, going to want those kids soon.” He says with a wink.

  “Old man? Hardly. Twenty-seven is still young.” He smiles and kisses me again only, this time, it's harder more desperate. Pushing me to the wall he lifts me to wrap my legs around his waist. I don’t even notice that he has his pants undone until he is pushing himself inside me. I swear this man is going to be the death of me.

  When we are done looking at the rather large house, we walk outside to find Vaughn and two other men I haven't seen before waiting in front of a black SUV in a heated discussion. They are both dressed in suits also, seems to be a requirement if you work for Avil. Both a few inches shorter than Vaughn and not as up kept as him either. In fact, they both seem to have been roughed up a little bit. Avil sees them but doesn't seem to be phased.

  “Is there a problem gentlemen?” he asks them. When we approach.

  “Sir we have a situation needing your attention,” Vaughn tells Avil.

  “Go get into the car baby, I will be along shortly.” I do as he says and he goes to talk to the three men. Shutting the door I can still see through the tinted windows and watch them. Avil doesn't seem to have much of a reaction when one of the men starts talking, he just nods his head then turns to say something to Vaughn who looks my way sending shivers up my spine. When he seems to be satisfied with what he is being told, Vaughn starts to walk toward the car I am in. Oh no. Avil turns and says something else to the other two men, they get into the SUV then he starts walking toward me. I breathe in a sigh. When he gets to the car he opens the same door I crawled through I know right there he won't be coming with me.

  “I need to go attend to something, Vaughn will take you home.” I give him a pleading look.

  “Please, can someone else…” I get cut off when Vaughn opens the door to get in. “Okay, I will see you later then?”

  “You know you will baby girl.” He tells me then gives me a quick kiss. “Right home Vaughn, stay with her until I get there.” Vaughn just nods then Avil shuts the door and is gone, back to the SUV, driving away leaving me with someone who makes my skin crawl.

  “Oh don't look so sad baby girl.” He sneers at me the name Avil always calls me. He hardly ever talks but I can always feel his presence, watching me. It unnerves me. I just stay quiet hoping the ride will be quick. It is anything but. “Whats wrong sweetheart just a little bit ago you were putting on quite the show, now you are all quiet.” He lets out an evil laugh. “I bet you taste so sweet don't you, that pussy of yours, I know you smell sweet. Could smell you all the way up here when you came.” Oh god, I think I am going to be sick, I can't believe he is saying all of this.

  “Please just take me home.” I squeak out. He just laughs more but doesn't say anything else. Minutes later I realize we aren't going to my home we are going to Avil’s. “I want to go to my place please.”

  “No can do sweetheart, boss said to take you home that's what I do.” Oh crap, I wanted to be with Dawn tonight in the comfort of my own home after this. “Supposed to stay with you remember? Going to enjoy myself.” He looks into the rear view mirror and winks at me.

  “You can't touch me. Avil won't let you.”

  “Boss ain't around, maybe I tell him you came onto me. Tell him his little woman is a whore. What do you think about that sweetheart?” I'm shaking now and I think I might be having a panic attack.

  When we get to Avil's high rise I quickly get out of the car and run as fast as I can to the elevator trying to get there before Vaughn does. Like one of those horror movie killers he just stalks after me not breaking his stride and still catches up to me because I have to wait for the elevator doors to open. When they do he is already at my side and pushes me forward up against the wall. Holding me there with one hand on my lower back while the other punches in the code for the penthouse. I have tears falling from my eyes and I keep praying that he is just all talk. When we start moving he takes his other hand and shoves it between my legs pushing two fingers roughly into my sex. This makes me cry even louder. Like some deer in the headlights, I don't even move. “Quit your sniveling bitch.” He pushes further then snakes his other hand around and starts rubbing my clit. “Not going to let you go until you come for me, sweetheart.” I shudder. I can't do this, but my body betrays me and I give in just so I can get away. When I come he groans then presses his erection into my ass and thrusts upward a couple of times then stills, grunting. Oh my god did he just come in his pants? I feel so sick and dirty, degraded. “You don't say one fucking word of this to him, or I will tell him how you came all over my hand.” He breathes harshly into my ear, out of breath from his exertion. The door finally dings and he releases me. “Run along baby girl.” I do as he says and run as fast as I can to the room I share with Avil slamming the door behind me. There is no lock on it but there is on the bathroom door so I go there and lock it. I hope he is done with me and an hour later I believe he is because I haven't heard anything from the other side of the door. I decide to take a shower and try to wash the horrible thing from my memory. No such luck.

  Hours later I am in bed sleeping and feel someone skating their hand up my leg. This wakes me up and I jump away from the offending hand.

  “Shh baby girl its just me,” Avil says and calms me slightly. “Who else would it be?” he asks and I almost tell him what Vaughn did to me in the elevator but stop myself, I will tell him how you came all over my hand, I hear him say in my head. Who knows what Avil would do, he is a menacing man, and maybe on some level, I am scared of him.

  “No one just startled me is all. Everything okay?” I ask trying to sound like I am not shaking on the inside.

  “It is now. Spread wide for me baby, I want to lick this pussy before I fuck you.” I do as he says and he wastes no time bringing me over the edge almost erasing what happened with Vaughn, almost. In my panting, recovering from the orgasm, he flips me over pulling me up onto my knees. Then reaches over to the side table and grabs something from the drawer. We don't use condoms, so I can't think of what it could be and I can't see it in the darkness. I hear a cap open then some cool liquid drips down my ass crack. Its then that I realize what he about to do, and I try to move but he stops me with a hand pressing down on my upper part of my back, pushing my face down into the pillow causing my ass to stick up a little higher. “Stay still baby girl, won't hurt as much if you relax.” Oh god is he serious? His voice has gotten harsher and it is starting to scare me, I try to tell him as much but he hushes me telling me to keep quiet. Then he starts rubbing the lube with his fingers pushing one into me slowly. It burns at first, but I am grateful he is easing me into it. Just when I am starting to relax he pulls his finger out shifts a little then starts pushing in with his cock, and I start crying immediately from the pain. He isn't going as slow as he did with his finger and before I know it he is bottoming out in my ass and my pillow is soaked in tears.

  “Do you know who you belong to?” he growls at me holding himself down deep. When I don't answer right away he pulls back and slams into me hard. I cry out even louder. “Who do you belong to Ellie?” he does it one more time before I find my voice.

  “You, you. I belong to you Avil. Only you.” I say to him in between sobs. He slams into me again and again. Over and over until he finally stills and comes deep in my ass. I have stopped crying by now and I'm just in a trance of sorts so dumbfounded that this man whom just today told me he wanted me to move in with him and that he loved me has just taken me in such a way. He pulls out and
gets off the bed letting my limp body sag into the mattress.

  “You come for another man again and I will kill you, understand me?” my whole body turns ice cold. Vaughn told him? “I have cameras everywhere in this place, I saw you. Saw you come with his hand in your cunt.”

  “It wasn't my fault he had me pushed up against the wall.” I try and tell him but he comes over to my side, then out of nowhere he produces a belt and slams it down buckle end out onto my back. Pain slices through me as the medal breaks the skin, he does it twice more then stops.

  “Mine.” He says then leaves the room. I cant move, cant breathe, cant even think. Who is the man that just walked out the door?

  When I think I can move I get up and go to the bathroom to clean myself up. Deciding that I need another shower I start the water and step into the scalding spray. I stare down at the tiled floor and watch as the blood circles the drain. How did I get here? How could he do this? I have so many questions spinning through my head and feel so hopeless. I drop to the floor and cry wondering if I stay if this will continue.

  In the morning Avil is not in the bed with me, he never came back and for that I'm grateful. I take another long shower and try to assess my wounds on my back, they aren't bad, just a small scratch. Could have been worse I suppose. My asshole is another matter. It hurts badly, I can hardly walk without it bothering me. I get dressed quickly. I decided I needed to leave, get the hell out of here even if I have to walk home, I need to be gone. Getting out into the kitchen area I freeze when I see Vaughn with his back to me and Avil standing at the kitchen island drinking coffee as if he didn't turn into some kind of monster last night and violate me. When he notices me he greets me with the same smile he always does when he sees me in the morning. Like nothing ever happened.

  “Coffee baby girl?” he asks rounding the island to poor me a cup, making sure to grab my favorite one and putting my favorite creamer in it. Vaughn still hasn't turned around and I make it a point to stay as far away from him as I can possibly manage. I can't leave now that they are both here, will just have to wait until I am alone.

  “Thank you,” I say to Avil and go to sit on the opposite side of the island, wincing when I pull out the stool and gingerly sit down. He notices and smirks at me, setting the cup of coffee down in front of me.

  “Sore?” he asks smiling at me as if he just asked what I thought about the weather. Bastard. I give him a slight smile and nod, not letting on how much he hurt me last night. I look up and that's when I get a look at Vaughn. His face looks like someone took a bat to it. His nose is obviously broken and his left eye is swollen shut. His left hand is in a cast seemingly broken too. The broken hand is the one he shoved between my legs, I cringe at the memory.

  “Now, you both had your punishments last night.” Avil starts talking. “While both were enjoyable to me” he looks pointedly at me. “Some more than others. It won't happen again am I right Vaughn?” he looks over to the awful man he is sharing a pot of coffee with and I follow his gaze.

  “No boss won't happen again,” Vaughn says to Avil then looks at me. “Sorry for my behavior miss, won't happen again.” Avil claps his hands together then rubs them vigorously.

  “Good now that is settled, you may leave Vaughn.” He nods abandons his cup and walks to the front door. Hearing it shut I dare a look at Avil. He is staring at me intently.

  “My behavior last night was… harsh. For that I am sorry.” He comes forward and turns me so he is between my legs with his hand on each one. I grimace and his eyes soften. “I am a jealous man Ellie, I have no excuse.” He slides his hands up my legs and sides until he gets to my face, cupping my cheeks and pulling my mouth to his. The kiss is sweet and says I'm sorry. I fall for it, as much as I don't want to, I do. His hands leave my face but his mouth doesn't. Still kissing me he starts to push up my dress and pauses when he realizes I have panties on. I can feel him start to pull away but then he must decide to let it go because he just continues and tears them off.

  “I will be gentle baby girl. Gentle as I can be.” I nod and he is kissing me again with the sound of his buckle unfastening and his zipper going down. He pushes his cock into me in one slow fluid thrust. I groan a little from the friction of my ass on the barstool causing discomfort. He groans too but I am sure his is one of pleasure, soon enough mine turn into pleasure too when he picks up his pace and angles my hips so he can hit my sensitive spot. We are both falling over the edge together withing seconds, trying to catch our breath. But he manages to pant out one word.

  “Mine.”

  Now

  I have been cooped up in this room for two days now and I'm going crazy. I haven't seen Vin since he asked about my baby but I have seen the other two men, who I now know as Finn and Jake. I was also correct in their being related, they are actually twins, identical at that, but you can't tell just by glancing at them due to the different way they wear their hair. One being long enough to reach his chin with a neatly trimmed goatee, Finn. And Jake with his clean shaven face and buzz cut. They are both equally handsome and I really don't mind their company. They’re a huge step up to the last person tasked to bring me food while I was confined to my cell. Except this room doesn't have the ‘cell’ feeling to it and I have clothes that actually are for women along with actual soap. Oh yes and there is a bathtub in my attached bathroom, so therefore I will not complain about my new amenities.

  All this time to kill and my thoughts drift off to Vin. Where he is, why he took me, what is he going to do with me? Every time there is a knock at the door my heart flutters at the chance that it might be him on the other side. I will just blame the pregnancy hormones and not the way his body could have been carved out of stone. The way he carried me from the truck, he held me with such ease and… care? Like he was carrying something precious. He face is something from a nightmare but yet doesn’t scare me. He definitely had once been a very handsome man but now he is so dark. Who or what had done that to him, and what had he done to have deserved something so brutal? Most importantly why was he looking for Avil?

  I'm startled out of my pondering by a knock at the door, it's nice these men knock instead of just barging in, it makes me feel almost human again. Almost.

  “Come in.” The knob slowly turns and then he is in the room sucking all of the air out of it in a way. How could I forget how intimidating this man is? He seems bigger than I remember, he isn't too overly muscled but he isn't scrawny by any means either. Looking up at his face I don't flinch at his features. He has scarring on his right cheek two jagged lines running from his hairline down to his chin slightly covered by his dark beard. On the other side of his face, he has matching scars but also has one that runs from his brow over his eye and past his lips. His eye still seems to be intact and isn't that milky white color to suggest he is blind but it is closed slightly more than the other. His beard isn't too long maybe three inches or so but his hair is different. It hangs down to his shoulders, last time I saw him it was tied up in a knot on his head. It has a slight wave to it not curly but wavy. He is a beautiful man and I’m just lost in my moment looking at him I don't even notice that Jake is with him. Hormones.

  “Hey, you're awake. Brought you some lunch, and a book to read. As per your request madam.” Jake says as he walks behind Vic to the table next to the only window in the room. Which isn't much of a window seeing is how it is covered from the outside with what seems to be plywood. I perk up at the promise of a book, definitely, could use a little escape from my situation and a book would do just that.

  “A book huh? Better be something good.”

  Something dirty maybe? Oh please be a sleazy romance please, please.

  “Couldn't tell you if it's good or not.” He sets the plate down on the table then walks over to hand me the book. It's a dictionary. Asshole.

  “Seriously? A dictionary? Are you really that stupid?” He lets out a laugh and walks out the door slapping Vin on the back as he walks by. Smart ass.

  “We
ll isn't he just a barrel full of laughs.” Vin still says nothing but moves further into the room toward me. I feel like I should stand just to try and be on an even keel with the man. Using the side table I push myself up to a standing position. The top of my head maybe comes to his shoulder, ha! Should have just stayed sitting, at least I wouldn't have shifted the baby and needed to pee again. “Umm, could you give me a moment I really can't go twenty minutes without needing to pee.” He nods once but still doesn't say anything. So I take that as my cue and waddle off to the bathroom to pee for probably the fiftieth time already today. After getting done with my business I take a deep breath to calm myself before seeing him again. He is flipping through the dictionary but when he sees me shuts it and throws it onto the unmade bed. I really don't know what to do with myself now that he is here. He makes me so uncomfortable but yet I don't want him to leave.

  “Do you know of any other place he would be hiding?” He breaks the awkward silence.

  “By ‘he’ you must be meaning Avil? No, I really don't know. I didn't even know where I was being held. Are we still in Cental?” It's a fairly large city tall buildings owned by rich assholes, one, in particular, being the father of my child.

  “We are close. The place he had you was in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.”

  “Why do you want him?” He looks at me with a look that could scorch me when I ask this. I must have hit a button there.

  “That is my business.” He practically barks at me.

  “Okay sorry, I didn't mean to pry just curious I guess. For what it's worth I want you to find him and kill him. Slowly if you could, please. That bastard doesn't deserve a quick death.” I say surprising myself with my bluntness.

  “Oh, he will. You have my word on that, but it won't be for you. It will be for me.”

  “Just as long as he burns in hell for everything that he has done.” I blurt out.