With a loud groan, she was thrown over his shoulder. Javier marched down the door, kicking it open. She kept waiting to see if Selena would hear them. The way he strutted out of here was bold and loud. It would be easy for her sister to hear this and come rescue her.
"Don't move so much." He grunted as he walked up to the sister's small beetle car. Zeva heard him open the door with the keys and her throat started to constrict when she realized what was happening. No...
She yells, even though muffled. "Selenaaa!!! I'm going to kill you!! Come out now!!!" She kicked her legs and when she heard his grunt of pain, she kicked even harder. The betrayal singed into anger, making her see nothing but white hot rage. Then, he drops her into the backseat and snags her jaw to make her look at him. "I don't want to hear a sound when we drive through the streets. Am I clear?" She rolled her eyes. She wasn't going to be his pet. But the grasp tightened and she glared at him.
"Am I clear, Zeva?"
She didn't nod. She just glared. No one would make her submit. She wasn't like that anymore.
"Nod your head!" He whispered lethally. She still didn't. She moved her eyes away, looking over his shoulder to the mansion. She didn't want to feel the sting in her eyes as she knew Selena had something to do with this.
"If you don't obey me, I will make sure your sister doesn't the light of tomorrow." It was only then Zeva reluctantly very slowly nodded.
Javier sighed but he wasn't defeated. He was finally free. He was going to quickly move out before Selena changes her mind and as coincidences go, Selena comes running out of the front door. He doesn't waste any time and got into the driver's seat. Starting the car, the car lurches forward in a high speed. He doesn't stop until he sees the first red traffic light.
He peaks a look at Zeva through the rear view mirror. Her face is red and angry. Eyes glazed over and staring at him. He rubs his finger over his mouth. He didn't know what he was going to do with this woman but he knew damn well he wasn't letting her go.
"Don't look so sad."
Her eyes widened in defiance. She kicked the back of his seat and he smirked. "You knew this day was coming. I am no one's prisoner. Especially a sexy one like yours. I will always be the master."
In response to that crazy explanation, Zeva rolled her eyes at him. That got his mouth shut. The nerves in his hands jumped at her silent nonchalance. He stepped on the engine when the light turned green but stopped quickly near a park spot right ahead.
Turning his head around, he whispers, "Get up in here." Patting the front seat.
She first didn't move but when he didn't stop staring, she made a move to open the side door. She was quickly interrupted by him, "I meant, climb up in front."
Her left eye twitched heavily. Sighing a loud one, she crawled and squeezed through the gap. Her grunts and breath muffled through the gag. Her body stilled when she felt his hand on her ass. That was a wrong move. Even though her heart rate picked up.
"Don't touch me." Her muffled voice was strict.
"I'm helping you." His grip moved to her hips, only tightening his hold and he effortlessly places her on the seat. "There much better."
As soon as he started the car, his hand slides towards her knee, gripping it. Zeva's eyes slid down to his rough smooth hand. It was quite a grip. Not too much, not too little. Tingles erupted throughout her whole leg. She didn't want her knee to start jumping to show how nervous she already began to feel. So, she crossed her legs, trapping his hand. Only to have her legs flicked open.
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Veraciously Yours,
Romance"Such a waste for a pretty face." Zeva circled around him. Javier was tied to the chair. His hands bound behind him in a tight knot. His legs were stretched and tied to each leg of the chair. His mouth gagged. He made a garbled sound. "What's that...
