Bullet's Riley: Ruthless Renegades by Kat Cameron (book suggestions .TXT) 📕

making this even worse. There was something in my mouth to keep me quiet while my hands were tied behind my back. My eyelids felt like they were sheets of sandpaper, rubbing together trying to open. Fuck. How long have I been out? Judging by the pink rays shining in from the only window in the room I was in, it had been a few hours. This was not good.

Calm down. No need to panic. I didn’t disappear.

She was right though. I needed to calm down and figure out how I was getting myself out of this mess. I went to roll over what I thought was a bed and rolled myself onto the floor. Damn it, that hurt. Nothing like falling flat on your face, literally. I pushed myself to sit up against the side of the bed and tried to get my hands out of the cloth that they were tied up in. As I tried to loosen the bind that my hands were in, I started to feel it give a little bit. That was when I heard the key in the lock. Shit, I needed to hurry the hell up! Then the door opened and my shock went to the worst fear that I have ever felt in my life.

There standing in the doorway, was Axel. My heart dropped and I could feel it shatter as if it were frozen and someone put a pickaxe through it. The tears started almost immediately. Why would he do this to me? Did my heart lead me so terribly wrong that it was about to cost me my life? There was a second I thought maybe I was dreaming a terrible nightmare, that this couldn’t be possible. I closed my eyes, begging for this to not be reality. Then I heard his voice.

“You don’t need to cry. It will all be over soon,” he cackled. Like he thought kidnapping me was the funniest thing he was told that day. This was when I knew it wasn’t Axel. Aexl’s voice was deep and rich and sexy. This man sounded plain evil. It was the only way that I could describe it. I opened my eyes and the relief I felt was like a tidal wave of water washing away all the uncertainty. He laughed so hard there were tears coming from his eyes. At this point I just felt bad for him. I started trying to talk, to let him know I had some things to say to him. It probably wasn’t smart to taunt the psycho that could do anything to me but I couldn’t help it. I needed to know why he wanted me here. What his endgame was.

“What is the point in this anyways? We both know you won’t survive this when Bullet and the club finds me. Was it wise for you to kidnap me?” I snarked. It was like he switched from hot to cold in a matter of seconds. His laughing stopped so suddenly it startled me. Shit. I knew this was going to happen but I thought it might take longer to piss him off. Although I couldn’t really tell if he was pissed or annoyed at the moment.

Look at you growing a backbone.

He started walking towards me when I blurted, “What’s your name?” That didn’t help. His face turned red and it actually looked like he was about to cry. Squatting down in front of me, he took my face in his hand and cradled my face like a lover. Oh god please don’t let me throw up in his face.

That would be kind of funny though.

“He didn’t tell you his past did he? Of course he didn’t. That just means he doesn’t love you. Or he just didn’t care enough to let you all the way in. Maybe they won’t be coming for you after all. Ever think of that?” he asked. Then he backhanded me across the face and left out the door he came. The throbbing in my face only intensified as the day went on. I finally got my hands free and was able to massage the pain out of my wrists.

He never told me his name. Maybe I would start calling him Nameless since he seemed to like it better that way. Maybe it made him feel better. I didn’t really know. What I did know is that I needed to get out of here. Who knew if the men at the club would be able to find me. My phone was nowhere to be found. I knew it was in my bra when I went to the diner with Axel but oh god no. I pray it fell out somewhere but I highly doubted that was what happened. Shivering, I lie down in what is supposed to be my bed, I guess and shut my eyes for five minutes.

Startled awake by a clanging sound I jumped out of bed. My eyes were still blurry from sleep but I was awake. Awake enough to realize what the noise was. My dinner, or what I think should be dinner, since there was no light coming through the window, was sitting on a tray. It looked like a sandwich with slightly brown lettuce. Shit. I really didn’t want to eat this but I had to eat something. There was also a bottle of water, so there was that.

Gulping down almost the whole water bottle, I realized he might not come in for the rest of the night which meant I had to conserve this and hope I didn’t have to use the bathroom because looking around there wasn’t one anywhere… damn it. He must have snuck the bucket in or I just wasn’t paying attention before. There wasn’t even any damn toilet paper. I don’t really know why I was expecting him to care. He did kidnap me, after all.

After lying down and not being able to sleep, I decided to get up and start searching for ways out