Shred: Billionaire Bad Boy Romance by Rymer Adair

Author:Rymer, Adair [Rymer, Adair]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-19T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Maya

I startled awake, gasping for air. I was drowning in a writhing sea of blood and bones and bullets... an intense and horrible night terror.

It wasn't real, I repeated to myself, over and over. Just a dream.

Was it though? Had I woken up yet or was this still that same dream?

I blinked, waking up slowly from the initial shock but I still couldn't see anything at all. Oh god, had I gone blind? My heart started racing again. My chest tightened. Air seemed to flee the room, making it harder to breathe. I felt sick.

No, I wasn't blind. The room was pitch black but there was a little glow under a door on the far side of... wherever the hell I was.

I was on a bed. I quickly ran my hands down my sides. I was wearing all my clothes except for my shoes. Where the fuck were my shoes? Irrational anxiety began to sky rocket. I couldn't remember anything about what had happened, why I was here or even where “here” was and I lose my shit over my shoes? Get a grip, Maya. Be glad you weren't raped or shot!

“Calm down.” I had to hear the sound of my own voice, even though I only dared to whisper it. I took in short, quick shallow breaths at first, gradually easing out of hyperventilation.

I let myself think for a second and rationalize my surroundings. I was on top of a large, tightly made bed with far too many pillows. This had to be a hotel room. There were no other sounds in the room. No snoring, shuffling or breathing. From what I could tell there was no one else here.

I smelled terrible, like smoke and sweat and death but there was another scent in the air. It was definitely food. Eggs and meat?

I carefully walked my fingers out around me to quietly search just in case there was someone else in the room. I spread my arms and legs to explore the rest of the bed. There was a loud crinkle noise as I accidentally kicked something. It hit the floor with a whomp. A plastic bag? It must've been full of clothes or something.

OK, if this was a hotel then that meant that there was usually a nightstand with a clock and a phone on it. Nothing on my side. I slowly crawled over and found the clock on the other side. It was face down. I turned it up to see the time.

“Ah!” I stupidly looked right at it. The red LED digits were so bright to my dark sensitive eyes that I immediately slapped it face down again. Once my eyes didn't feel like they were going to explode, I slowly flipped it back up. Now I knew why it was face down to begin with.

Three AM? OK. Now where the hell was I?

I used the clock to scan the room. It was extremely low light but my eyes could pick up that this was a one bedroom and I was the only one here.

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