Sold

Chapter 22

*Edited*

(Rosalyn's POV)

My feet pounded on the concrete as I raced away from the elevator and in between the various cars in the parking lot. I heard gun shots suddenly and dropped on to the ground and hurried beneath a silver car quickly as feet raced past the car. I noticed Brandon's legs and feet scurrying between the cars stealthily from my hiding position. My breath was heaving heavily beneath the car causing the people to return. A pair of sleek black shiny shoes stood beside my head, my heart pounding in my chest.

The feet shuffled around searching for any type of sound possible to tell him were we were hiding. My breathing was still heavy making it that little bit more difficult to make sure my breaths were quiet. I squeezed my eyes shut hoping that they would go away.

I heard footsteps begin to walk away and instantly my eyes snapped open as I let out the breath I had been holding.

A piercing scream erupted throughout the parking lot as I felt a clammy hand clasp down on my hand pulling me out from under the car. I looked up at the balding man who had a cool expression plastered on his face.

"There ya' are, sweethart!" He said in a thick Australian accent. I writhed in the mans grasp as he pulled me out of the parking lot my scream echoing across the room. Brandon raced towards me before two men grabbed his forearms and pulled him back forcing him to watch me be kidnapped.

Again.

Tears were streaming down my face as I was pulled away. Not because I was scared for myself but because I needed Brandon. I needed his warm arms around me to save me and as I was pulled away thrashing wildly I realised that this might be the last time I ever see him.

Suddenly darkness filled my vision as a sack was placed over my head, my hands bound behind my back by an itchy rope. I was thrown on to a hard surface before I heard the sound of a trunk being closed right above me.

Fuck.

I writhed in the trunk uncomfortably trying to find some way to get comfy in this damn situation. Sadly I couldn't rest and my heart was going into over drive. Suddenly I was hefted out of the boot and thrown over a bony shoulder. The pain began slowly before becoming unbearable. My feet banged against my kidnapper as I tried so desperately to be put down and relieved of the pain in my stomach.

With a hard oomf I landed on the hard concrete ground. I was thrown into a state of complete bewilderment as the sack was removed and so was the rope. I looked up to see Dylan standing behind Randy. His eyes a menacing fire that burned my skin as he looked at me. A cruel slow smile making its way to his face as he gestured for Dylan to come close.

"Undress her" was all he said to Dylan his eyes never leaving me. I looked to Dylan worriedly as he tried to protest. Suddenly a gun was held to Dylan's head by one of the other men standing around me. He gulped and moved his way towards me.

I scurried to get away when two meaty hands clamped into my arms and pushed me down on to the hard concrete. Two more hands clasped their way onto each of my legs and pinned me to the concrete as Dylan made his way towards me, my eyes moved from Dylan to Randy who's face was still laced with his sadistic smile.

Oh Jesus fuck me.