Magda opened her eyes slowly and blinked. Her head ached, her vision was blurry and her mouth tasted dry and metallic. She tried to swallow but her tongue felt stuck to her palate. She attempted to sit up and her elbows sunk into a pillow-soft mattress yet her body felt pinned to it. The room was dark and only a small filtering of light from a lamp on a table in the far corner.
She held a hand to her head and tried again to sit up. “Where the hell am I?” She tried to clear her throat as the words stuck. “Hello?” she called out.
A door opened on the other side of the room from where she was facing made her turn her head in the direction but her sudden movement had her head spinning dangerously and it fell back against the pillows and her eyes closed.
A man’s voice spoke softly, “Magda, try not to move too quickly. The ketamine in your system is going to make you feel dizzy and nauseous. I have left you water and y
Magda looked up as the door opened and rose to her feet. Alvar stepped into the room wearing a white button-down shirt, the top two buttons undone, a gold chain peeking out at the opening. He had a jacket and matching trousers on and she knew from the fit, it was custom made. Everything about this man screamed money and power. She felt his gaze raking her from head to toe and didn’t shrink away from it.“Good girl,” he approved of her outfit and motioned with his hand. “Come. Dinner is ready.”“And if I don’t want to?”“You don’t get an option, Magda. Please don’t fight with me. Disobedience pisses me off and the last thing I want to do is have to punish you.” He held the door wider, “let’s go.”“How long was I asleep for?”“A full day before you woke the first time. A couple hours the second time.” He led her down a dimly
The next morning Magda woke to the sound of someone puttering in her room and she opened her eyes to see Estella leaving a small tray on the same stand the water had been the day before. She didn’t even look towards the bed where Magda lay but simply set the tray down and then walked back out of the room. The locking mechanism mocking Magda’s freedom.She couldn’t help but feel sad for the loss the woman had been through. The words Alvar had spoken the night before had kept Magda up long into the evening, even after he had walked her back to her bedroom and locked her in.She had cried long and hard over the death of the man who had been her personal trainer for eighteenmonths. He had made a mistake and while she couldn’t forgive him for what he’d done, he certainly hadn’t deserved to die.Hugging her pillow tight she rolled onto her belly and resumed the position she’d spent much of her night in; bur
“We got her,” Miklos voice spoke brusquely before Ares had even said hello to the call.“I’m on my way.”“Take your time. Dimitra wants her to sweat a little bit.”“We don’t have fucking time,” he spit into his phone as he punched the button to call his elevator. “It’s been three days. How the hell is there no trace of her after three days?”“Dimitra will get answers.” Miklos hung up on him and Ares knew it was because he was not going to argue.Ares was tapping his foot impatiently on the floor of the elevator and when the doors opened, he wasn’t surprised to see Jake waiting for him with a scowl on his own face.“How the fuck did he find her before us?” Jake grunted as they walked purposefully to the car waiting outside.“I don’t know but I would stake my company on it involving Dimitra’s hackin
Magda walked along the shore trying to keep her tears at bay. She told herself there were women in the world who were kidnapped who were in far worse situations than the one she was in but she hated this. She hated everything about it. She wanted to go home.This morning after her breakfast, Alvar had taken her into an office space and made her sit quietly on a leather sofa while he worked on his computer. The way he moved his fingers across the keyboard spoke of a man who had decades of practice. He had three monitors in front of him, all positioned away from her view. His face was set and serious and he worked silently. Each time she’d opened her mouth to speak, he’d held up a finger to silence her.Then he had taken a phone call and his rapid-fire Italian was far too quick for her to follow the conversation. All she knew was whoever was on the other end of the phone was probably debating suicide based on the tone of Alvar’s voice beca
By Friday Magda was aware she was on the verge of falling apart. No matter how hard she tried to trust Ares and Dimi would find her, the lack of communication with the outside world was getting to her.Alvar sat across from her at the breakfast table and she was pushing fresh fruit around the plate wordlessly.“Eat.”“Not hungry.”“You’ve lost at least five pounds in five days. Either eat or I bring my physician in to hook you up to an IV.”“Do what you have to do.”He sighed and put his phone face down on the table, “Magda, I have to go out this afternoon.”“Great, another day locked in my room.”“No. I have stationed several guards around the house. You can stay in the house or on the beach. Do not try to leave the property, not that you could because it is an island, but I don’t want to have to go chasing you through a jun
Magda retreated back to her bedroom after sitting on the beach for two hours contemplating her situation. She left the door open and grimaced as Estella followed her into the space.“Estella, I’d rather be on my own.” The woman had been shooting hateful glances all afternoon from the house, watching her like a hawk and likely reporting her every breath to Alvar.“Alvar called and told me to let you know he will be very late arriving this evening. He has an engagement on the mainland. I want to know where you want to eat dinner. Here or in the dining room or on the patio.”“I don’t care one way or the other,” she moved to lay on the bed. “Tell me where to go and I’ll go.” She reached for the glass of water on her nightstand and carelessly she hit it and it smashed to the hardwood floor. “Son of a hobbit!” Mag
Magda dialed out Dimitra’s cell phone number, her heart pounding so hard in her chest she was certain the guards up the beach and Estella who was watching her from the patio behind her could probably hear it. She had her backs to everyone as she stared over the water.“Dimitra speaking. Who is this and how did you get this number?”“It’s Magda and I have it memorized.”“Holy fuck! Mags. Where are you?”“I don’t know. Is everyone okay?”“We’re fine. We’re trying to locate you. Are you hurt? Injured? Are you safe?”“I’m safe. I’m not hurt. I’m on an island somewhere. I’m being fed and taken care of far better than most kidnapping victims,” she whispered quietly, wiping a tear off her face at the knowledge she had made contact. “A man named Alvar has me. I don’t know his last name or if it&rsquo
“She said a man named Alvar?” Ares was confused. “And this guy hates me?” He was trying to tone down how pissed off he was, Dimitra had waited nearly ten hours to tell him Magda had called. She’d called the night before and she had not told anyone until this morning. It was five am and they were in Miklos office at the compound and he was pacing circles. Darya was furious with Dimitra for not calling her right away as well and she was currently sulking in an oversized armchair, swatting at Kostas each time he tried to comfort her. He tore his gaze away from them, “she said the guy who took her has hated me since I was a kid.”“Yes.”“Because I told his cousin to abort our baby and she died during the abortion?” Ares scratched his temple in disbelief.“It’s what she said.”“Dimitra, the only girl I had sex with while in high school, and there was only on