Stolen (Captive Book 2) by R.J. Lewis

Author:R.J. Lewis [Lewis, R.J. & Lewis, R.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-16T18:30:00+00:00

30.

Lena

Hanna gave me painkillers.

Several of them.

She cursed repeatedly about the Turks. Called them demanding. Wanted Dmitri to send them on their way. I was too in a daze to focus. Thinking of Elek, at the way he looked straight through me.

“Always a disruption when they’re around,” she went on in angry whispers. “You’re too drugged out to see it. It never ends well.”

Yeah, it usually ended with me up for auction.

And sold for a fucking dollar.

Also, I wasn’t drugged out, so I definitely was seeing it.

I made the connection between that man’s presence in The Eye and me being thrown up for auction. He always seemed to piss my master off enough that he retaliated with me.

Dmitri’s men were more on guard, and for some reason, instead of one guard following me, I had two. Armed. Guns visible.

“Why is he paranoid?” I asked Hanna.

Hanna glanced at the guards warily and signed back to me. “You’re sober and don’t see it? Stupid girl. That Turk comes from a powerful family, and he is not a friend to Dmitri. Now stop asking questions. Ignorance is best in these circumstances, and I won’t get into trouble for you.”

Well, al-fucking-right then.

Just Hanna being Hanna.

One day I was going to push her down a staircase.

The guards followed us everywhere we went.

To my complete and utter dismay, I was led back to the dance cage. Dread pooled in my stomach, the horror of what may be demanded from me making my legs quake.

Would he do it?

Surely not.

He was not trying to impress Elek, or was he?

Dmitri was uneasy at his presence, I thought. He didn’t want to start trouble with the bronze-skinned giant.

I was brought to the cage, and this time my skin felt slick with sweat when I caught the door left wide open. Panicked, I twisted around to look at Hanna. Her eyes were flat, her mouth pursed in dismay as Dmitri appeared by her side, staring at me with an edgy expression.

“Make him lust,” he ordered me, voice tight with fury. “I want to see him writhe for you, pet, and then I will take you back just before he thinks he can touch you.”

Sure, fine, I could do that.

So long as Dmitri gave me some powdered courage beforehand.

I tapped my nose right before he turned away from me, and that gloating look returned to him. Instantly I knew the answer. “You get your candy when you impress me.”

So, I was doing this sober then.

Fucking great.

I clenched my teeth, stewing silently. Hanna caught my look and flicked my mouth with her fingers. “Smile!”

But I didn’t.

Fuck her very much.

I stepped into my cage and stared down the stage, eyeing the chair at the end, occupied already by a giant figure.

God, he could look so big even at a distance.

Hanna sprayed several coats of mist over me, drenching my skin. “Make your master happy,” she hissed at me, passing me the folding fans before disappearing from my side.

Sweat broke through my pores as I readied myself to dance.

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