Precious Cargo: Taken

Chapter Five

SPENCER

My sweet, sweet girl. She doesn't realize yet. She is mine. I have been watching her for quite a while. There is no way that any one will take her away from me now. I have her and I will protect her, keeping her safe at all costs.

Ever since that fateful day three months ago when I was completing the Gussow job, I instantly knew. It was that quick. At first sight.

As Spencer thought back, he played with Kylie's soft hair. "Let's get cleaned up." He kissed the skin behind her ear before he withdrew himself from her.

As he helped her up from the bed he saw their mixed fluids running down her thigh. A strong protectiveness filled him. He liked seeing their fluids coming out of her. She was his afterall.

She looked down. "Are you...are you going to kill me? You are, aren't you?"

Spencer grasped her chin between his thumb and forefinger making her meet his eyes. "No Sweet girl, I am not going to kill you. We've been through this already." He smiled at her as he claimed her hand and led her from the bed to the bathroom.

But then he felt an unfamiliar sense of loss, just at the thought of something happening to her, by his doing. He would not be able to go on knowing it was his fault his precious Kylie's life had ended.

No. This was the only way it could be.

Kylie seemed nervous as he began preparing the bath for them. She stood before him, waiting. "No, I don't mean now, I mean when you get tired of me, when you're done with me. What are you planning to do with me then?"

"I know what you mean." he answered as he got towels and placed them next to the Jacuzzi tub. "Let's not think about if or when I might tire of you." He knew she was afraid of him. Over time she would realize she was safe with him.

She looked at him, "What? I need to go home. I don't belong here." Her eyes filled with tears. "Please, you have to know kidnapping me was wrong." she pleaded.

He smiled as he held out his hand to her, "Of course I know kidnapping is wrong."

She looked to the ceiling but accepted his outstretched hand. Smart girl. She isn't fighting me. They got into the tub, her sitting and him following behind her. He urged her to lean back against him. "I know it is hard for you right now but this is your life now. The sooner you accept it, the better off you'll be." She needs to know she isn't going anywhere.

She sniffed, "But...what about my life? I have a best friend, Jackie, and a life, a life that I worked hard for..." Sniff.

Grabbing a washcloth, he squirted some of the coconut soap he knew she favored into it and began to clean her, "And now your life is here with me." He lifted her left arm and began scrubbing with the soaped cloth.

Kylie yanked her arm away, "No! This isn't my life!" She turned around to look at him, "I am only here because you are forcing me!"

Spencer sat back and crossed his arms across his chest. He had time. "Yes that is true, Kylie." He kept himself calm. He knew she was right, she was only here because he took her. And he didn't give a fuck. "Here is another truth, if you continue with your outburst then punishment will follow."

From the moment he saw her, he knew he couldn't be without her. He also knew in his line of work, it could be worse. Life could always be worse.

He had watched Kylie for a while before he took her. It would seem he was unable to be away from her for even a short period of time. She worked hard at her job and her studies. He had seen her go from class to the coffee shop and straight home so she could study and sleep. She never went out to have fun, not like her friend Jackie.