The week dragged on slowly, with no calls or texts from Colton. It was like he fell off the face of the Earth. Nadia found herself checking her phone frequently, only to be strangely disappointed. She even went as far as texting him, nothing special, just a simple hi. Her efforts were a waste, It was Thursday, and there was still no reply.
Ella called and begged for her to go out to dinner and a shopping trip. She tried to decline. In all honesty, she was pretty much broke, relying on her savings to get by, but Ella wouldn't hear of it.
So now here she was, a Thursday night staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her roots dyed black to match her long black hair and worry lines on her face. She tried to cover her dark circle with foundation. Not having a job was taking its toll on her.
She picked up her phone and checked her banking app, hoping she'd have enough to pay for dinner. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when the tot
Nadia stood in her doorway long after he was gone, her mind reeling with her thoughts. What the hell just happened? She didn't have time to process her thoughts entirely. Ella pulled up out front; Nadia could see her yellow slug bug from the doorway. Still dressed in her robe, she panicked and shut the door. Taking off in a full strive, Nadia ran into her room and threw off her robe. Then she threw on the first thing that she could find and ran back out the door, only to find Ella was blaring on the horn.Nadia quickly opened the passenger door and sat beside her friend."God, El, I was coming. You didn't have to blare on the horn."Ella looked in the rearview mirror at her reflection, reapplying a cherry red lip stain to her perfectly plump lips."Really, Nad, you should have been ready. We're going to be late."
She woke up in a dark room, only the beam of light from outside shown through the window. Her mind began racing. Oh God, Jack! She frowned. Looking around the room, she surveyed her surroundings. Nadia looked down at her hands, expecting them to be bound, only they were free. She ran her hands along with the silky black bed sheet. The cover was placed neatly over her, almost as if someone had taken care to tuck her in.If this were Jack's doings, he would have had her bound, hanging on the cross of Saint Andrews. So she could cross him off as her captor. Setting up from the bed, she placed her feet on the plush white carpet. The room was huge; it took her the same length of time to cross her entire apartment as it did to make it to the door. She wiggled the door, and it swung open, revealing a long dark hallway. The only light was shining on the other side of it, coming from a cracked door.
Nadia found herself tossing and turning all night. Her body was exhausted from lack of sleep. It was no surprise when she woke, to find the house empty. She finally found the kitchen after endless searching. A note taped to the fridge. Nadia,I trust you've slept well. I went for a jog and will be back soon. Help yourself to the fridge.Mr. Right.That man was a prude despite his sexy washboard abs. She took the note, crumpled it up, and threw it in the trash. Not feeling the least bit hungry, she opted for a breakfast bar set on the bar. She finished her bar just in time to hear the front door open.It took Colton no time at all to find Nadia sitting at the bar in his kitchen. Sweat pouring off of his bare chest.Nadia caught herself staring and bit her lip. She was forcing her eyes to meet his.
Chapter Twelve SpankedNadia felt both excited and nervous about the event that was about to take place. She bit her lip and attentively listened as he explained what he was going to do. His hands busily tied her into the pulley system, hanging from the ceiling. Her hands were bound in the air, but her feet were left planted firmly on the ground."Remember the safe word, Nadia," Colton said as his lips brushed her ear."Red," She breathlessly answered." Good girl, now I'm only going to spank you five times." He held the leather paddle in his hand and stroked it with his fingers. It was one of his less intimidating paddles, only the size of a ping pong paddle. It was sure to leave a good sting instead of a resounding thud."Nadia, so that we are clear, what did you do that caused you to get spanked?" Colton circled her, stopping to look
The clock on the wall read four thirty-five a.m.; he laid awake staring at the ceiling. His dream was waking him completely. The dream was always ending the same way, only this time it was Nadia's face. He shook the dream away and decided to go for a morning jog to clear his head.His feet hit the floor with a thud. Walking to the dresser on the other side of the room, he opened the top drawer and grabbed a sleeveless t-shirt, and threw it on over his head. He searched the bottom drawer for his favorite pair of jogging shorts, red with a small tear at the knee. If anyone were to see him dressed like this, they would assume he was a bum and not a multi-millionaire; truthfully, he didn't give a shit what people thought of him. Not today anyway.He walked into the adjacent bathroom and splashed a little water on his face. The man staring back at him had dark rings around his eyes and a five o clock shadow. His dark black hair had
PromiseNadia sat grumpily in his car, a pout on her face. Staring ahead as he weaved in and out of traffic, the speedometer on his dash read ninety, and he showed no sign of slowing down. She gnawed on her lip so she wouldn't say anything and held onto the Oh shit handle for dear life. The typical commute from Clearwater to Tampa took less than thirty minutes.When they reached her crummy apartment, she had half a mind to kiss the ground, but she was determined not to let him know she was bothered. If she could ride with Ella, then she could ride with anyone.She went to stick her key in the lock, but the door was already cracked open."Stay here, Nadia, while I check the apartment." She looked back to see a nervous Colton, a Smith and Wesson M&P 40c concealed in his hand. He stepped in front of her and slowly entered
SurprisesAs soon as the plane touched down in New York, he had two town cars pulled up waiting. One was to take him to his meeting, and the other was to take Nadia to his penthouse suite. He had made a few calls on the plane for extra security; Colton was sending his best to protect Nadia.Colton doubted Nadia was aware that Evan was a bodyguard. To her, he probably appeared as a driver/assistant. Colton didn't want to freak her out and let on at the possible danger she might be in. After Nadia reluctantly gave him Jacks' full name, he had a full background check done. The things that Jack was capable of were horrible and unspeakable. It turned out after Nadia had escaped, Jack had stepped up his torture techniques. Colton had his IT guy hack into classified information. The pictures of the bodies Jack left behind were disturbing and mangled. Nadia escaping was a miracle within itself. The guys have been on the run going on
Nadia stood completely naked at the door, waiting for her Master's arrival. She took her lip in between her teeth and bit it nervously. Obviously, she wanted her master to be happy with her, but she couldn't help to feel completely exposed. What if someone other than her master walked in and saw her? Then they would know what a naughty whore she was. Nadia shifted her feet from one side to the other, contemplating putting on clothes. On the one hand, she wouldn't expose herself, but her Master would be displeased, maybe even punish her. A grin spread across her face, her thoughts turning naughty. Nadia’s mind conjured up a scene, her Master taking her over his knee and spanking her ass red. She bit her lip harder and squeezed her legs together. Her juices were dripping down her leg.The elevator dinged before the doors opened; Colton been thinking about Na