JamesJames had never felt anything like it before in his life, this sick and nauseating feeling churning in the pit of his stomach. Is it fear? Is it uncertainty? Or is it something entirely nameless? Fuck! He didn’t know, but hell, he felt like throwing up.He had been receiving calls from his team, ruling out suspicious places around L.A. where Herbert could be hiding. Then suddenly, just like that… Bam! He felt a cold sweat breaking out and his head started spinning.Fuck! What the hell is this?He got up from his seat, which drew the attention of his brothers Scott and Eric as well as his best friend Matt.Scott asked, “James, you all right?”His brothers must have noticed his weird change in behavior. What the fuck happened to his in-command attitude? Hell, he didn’t know.He shook his head as he walked to the door. “I’m fine,” he said. “Just need to use the bathroom.”Once he shut the office door behind him, he closed his eyes and took a few slow, deep breaths.“Mia! God, Mia,
MiaI lay there naked and with my eyes closed, as the dull pain in my body continued to ache like hot coals burning my skin. I tried not to let it get to me as I mustered some sort of ability to get up and out of bed. But it was hard since I had been severely beaten.I had no idea how bad I looked. Sophie had said I was ugly, especially with all the bruises about my body. Then I wondered how James would react if he were to see me now. Would he, like Sophie said, be repulsed at the sight of me? God, I didn’t know, and honestly, I didn’t have time to think about that right now.Now I needed to take control of my weak, throbbing, inflamed body and tell it to get a move on if I wanted to get out of here before night came, if I didn’t want Herbert to take me out of town as Sophie had implied.Miraculously, in agony, I somehow managed to pull myself up. Then I raised my gaze to the window where the curtains were still drawn shut. What little light managed to sneak in through the dark room t
JamesMia’s frightened scream, “Let me go, Herbert! Let me go, you bastard!” echoed from the abandoned building across the parking section, loud and clear.James came to a jerking halt the moment he heard her voice. He stood frozen in place as his stomach sank and his head spun in fear. Fuck!He wasn’t the only one to come to a complete stop at Mia’s anguish. Matt and Scott did the same, while Andy looked so sick that Matt was worried and wondered whether it was a good idea for the boy to accompany them inside.“That was Mia,” Andy said, his voice shaking. “It was Mia. She’s here!”James nodded.Without hesitation, they all raced toward the entrance of the building. Once they reached the double doors, James kicked them open. A second later, they found themselves inside the warehouse filled with an assortment of rubbish and junk. The men rushed around, searching, but there was no sight of a human anywhere.“There’s another building out back,” Matt said, nodding his head in the directio
JamesHerbert managed to clear his head of the surprise attack and raised his head. When he saw Andy, his eyes widened, though no one was sure what his expression meant. Shocked surprise?“Andy? Fuck!” he muttered. “You’re really Andy? Fuck! Look at you!” He came charging forward, which took Andy by surprise. “I’ve been searching all over for you.” He laughed out insanely. “Come back to me, Andy. I want you. Fuck, I want you both back. Uncle will take care of you both.”Andy was sickened at Herbert’s words. What the hell is this man going on about? He was mental; that was for sure.The way Herbert seemed rather pleased to see Andy and wanted to embrace the boy in his sick, twisted way paralyzed Andy in his spot. He felt he was that young boy again, trapped in fear and anxiety of the tyrant uncle who had bullied, molested, and raped him.Before Herbert got ahold of Andy, Matt smoothly stepped in front of the boy. Herbert came to a complete stop as Matt’s fist flew into the man’s face.
MiaI was cuddled securely in Andy’s arms when the sound of a gunshot echoed from the distance, which was followed by this dreadful silence descending upon us. I knew instantly that James had shot Herbert Weston dead, and without a doubt, I felt relief. I knew it was inappropriate to have this sort of feeling when a man’s life was taken from this earth, despite the fact that man had caused so much pain, but I couldn’t help it.Herbert Weston was dead, after all. The man who had tormented us was gone forever. He could no longer hunt us down and hurt us, and God, I felt that was a blessing.I clung to Andy tighter as he, too, tightened his arms around me. I felt we were comforting each other after all we had been through together. Of course, I didn’t know how Andy felt about Herbert finally being dead.Is he feeling this same sense of relief? He was free from this dark evilness that kept chasing after him no matter where he went.I didn’t know, and I raised my gaze to his. When I saw t
MiaThe next time I came fully conscious, it was to a rattling noise near me. I groaned and slowly fluttered my eyes open. The moment bright lights greeted me, I squeezed my eyes shut again.“How are you doing, love?” A female voice came my way. I felt a warm hand about my shoulder as the woman continued. “Is there anything I can get you? Water? Tea? Coffee?”I nodded with my eyes still shut. “Wa-water,” I managed to articulate, my throat dry and scratchy. It hurt.“Sure,” the woman said. “Just hold on a second.”As I heard her footsteps moving away, I tried opening my eyes once again, and this time, I got used to the bright light that shone into the room.With my vision still a little blurry, I searched about the place, wondering how long I had been asleep.When the woman returned with a glass of water, I asked, “How long?”She helped me sit up and then guided the glass of water toward my lips.She must have understood my question because she said, “You’ve been in and out of consciou
MiaI snuggled myself into a comfortable position, intending to take another nap.Suddenly, I felt this sense of happiness, and I honestly didn’t know why. I mean, considering what I had recently been through with the kidnapping, beating, and near rape, I shouldn’t feel bright and cheerful like this. Perhaps it was the thought of James and that I instinctively knew he’d come to be by my side tonight. I started giggling.Yes, I giggled like a schoolgirl.“Sounds like you’re having a good time being cooped up in the hospital,” came a manly voice.The moment I heard that deep timbre, my heart raced and I felt overjoyed. So much so that I wanted to burst out crying.I turned my head, and the sight of James standing not too far away nearly broke me down. I somehow managed to hold in my emotions and greeted him with a, “Hi.”He came over to sit on the side of the bed. “Hi there, sweetheart. I came as soon as Nancy contacted me.”So Nancy the nurse had phoned him when I woke, and he must hav
JamesWhen James came in through the door after a long day at the office and headed toward Mia’s bed in the hospital that night, he found her deep in slumber. Standing by her side, he gazed at her long and hard, noting the bruises on her beautiful face. Fuck! He wanted those unsightly marks gone as soon as possible. The sight of them reminded him of Herbert Weston and what the bastard had done to Mia, and once again, he felt rage erupting in his being.For perhaps the hundredth time, he swore nothing like that would ever happen to Mia again. He’d protect her. He’d cherish her.For now, she looked peaceful in her sleep, but he knew it wouldn’t last long. Soon, it would start, the nightmare, as it had the past three nights. She’d start crying and screaming and begging in her sleep as that terrifying episode of her kidnapping returned to haunt her. She’d scream for Herbert Weston to let her go. She’d beg for him to stop hurting her, and fuck, but the sheer fear and panic in her voice bro