Rescuing Eve: Ex-Military Special Forces Hostage Rescue (Guardian Hostage Rescue Specialists) by Ellie Masters

Author:Ellie Masters [Masters, Ellie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JEM Publishing
Published: 2021-05-17T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Two

Eve

One breath.

That’s all it took for my world to fall apart. Not like I was standing on solid ground, but still.

This day, it’s been coming for a long time, but I foolishly held onto the belief I would be rescued. That this hell would end.

I made the mistake of thinking I controlled my fate, all the while knowing it rests in the hands of a madman.

I’ve been here before, weeks ago. This is the courtyard where I told Benefield I would stand by him. It’s here where men bled and that poor girl cried.

I remember thinking she must be in great agony. Arms stretched overhead. Made to balance on her toes.

I didn’t know the half of it.

James said nothing as he wrapped my wrists in iron. There was no humanity in his eyes when he strung me up, tying me to the pole. The steel is cold against my skin, rusty and abrasive.

I cried. I begged. I sobbed and howled.

All he did was lift me higher until I, too, balanced on my toes.

It’s been hours, grueling hours of torture as I alternately hang by my arms and balance on my toes. My calves cramp again as I cry out. I can’t bear it anymore. My shoulders burn and my sockets protest the weight I place on them as I hang to relieve the stress on my toes, my calves, and my legs.

I blink and my eyebrows pull in as misery sweeps through me. What’s going on? Why now? What nefarious plan does Benefield have for me?

Strings of hair hang in my face. They get in my mouth, and twist around my shoulders. I spit out the hair that finds its way into my mouth and ignore the rest.

My bare breasts glisten with perspiration. My sweat attracts bugs that bite and sting. Hot, itchy, and naked, I’ve been stripped of dignity and forced to stand naked in a courtyard where men fought for the privilege to deflower a virgin.

I’m no virgin, but there’s no doubt something similar will happen tonight. This isn’t random. Benefield has something horrendous planned.

The sound of booted feet coming my way grabs my attention.

“Gentlemen…” Benefield’s voice rings out loud and clear. I cringe as he stops at the entrance to this hell. “We’ve arrived at the part of the evening where Mr. S may choose to fight for the right to have this girl or leave empty-handed.”

“You said she would be mine.” The menacing growl coming from Max sends shivers down my spine. The tiny hairs on my arms lift and my nipples pebble despite the evening heat.

Girl.

It’s the first time Benefield uses that derogatory name on me, and it means everything.

I’m no longer his. No longer protected.

The chains clank as I squirm against the cold metal at my back. Max is going to fight for me.

Mine.

I don’t react to Max claiming me as his with the same revulsion I did when Benefield said it. When I look in Max’s eyes, I don’t see the soulless dispassion that steals my hope like I do with Benefield.

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