Part 9 Tresa face her nightmare

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Lucas stood over Tresa holding his knife. Just as he was about to stab her, he heard a loud noise that made him pause, giving Tresa enough time to kick him in his balls. Lucas fell to the ground. Tresa quickly jumped off the ground and ran down the trail leading to the other side of the park. She looked back to see if Lucas was chasing her. he was still laying on the ground just as Tresa turned her head back around to see where she was going. Lucas's driver came out of the bushes and grabbed her he threw her over his shoulder and carried her back to the car. Tresa tried to fight him with all her strength, but he was too strong for her. Tresa started screaming as loud as she could. the driver couldn't

stand the screaming. He punched her in the face knocking her out. he put her unconscious body in the trunk of the car. Lucas got up off the ground and slowly walked to the car. he opened the door and got inside he didn't say a word as they drove away. After arriving at the house, Lucas had Tresa's body taken to the garage where she was handcuffed to a very large toolbox that was welded to the floor. Several hours went by and Tresa finally woke up. Realizing she was handcuffed to a toolbox she quickly tried to get free. After trying for over an hour she eventually gave up. the garage door opened, and a very big, strange man walked with a tray of food. He placed it down in front of her and uncuffed one of her hands so she could eat.

"Here, eat your food," he demanded.

Tresa yelled No let me go! Let me out of here, you bastard!"

the strange man said "Don't make this hard on yourself," as he turn away from her and left the garage locking the door behind him.

Tresa was starving with so many thoughts running through her mind. Soon she gave in to the hunger and ate her food. Her eyes began to get heavy she tried to fight it, but the sleep was too powerful. 5 minutes later, Tresa was asleep on the floor of the garage. Lucas sat in his office watching Tresa as she slept. He didn't want to kill her, but he didn't want to die. He knew that faking his death wasn't going to work. he knew that his enemy below would know it wasn't real. Lucas sat at his desk thinking when Tresa's phone buzzed. Lucas looked at the screen it was a message from Sally, he started reading the message

"Ooh, somebody got lucky. When you get home wake me up. I want to hear about everything! Even the sex! I want to hear every little dirty, nasty detail. Text me back, love you!"

Lucas chuckled to himself and then put the phone back down on his desk as he continued to think of a way to get out of this big mess he had made. the next morning Sally woke up to start her day. After taking a shower and getting dressed, she went to Tresa's room and saw that she wasn't there. Sally looked at her phone there were no messages from Tresa. She wasn't worried because she knew Tresa was in good hands with Lucas, so she made breakfast, ate, washed clothes, cleaned up her room, then settled down on the couch and started reading a book she got off Tresa's nightstand. before long it was lunch time and Sally still hadn't heard back from Tresa. She began to worry if everything was okay. Sally started calling around but no one had heard from Tresa or seen her. Sally was going crazy thinking of things that could've happened to Tresa. She began calling all the hospitals and morgues. 30 minutes later Tresa woke up to Lucas smiling at her. She smiled back and asked, "Is this how you get your rocks off you sick prick?!"

Lucas chuckled, "Not at all, Tresa. I like when a woman participates, but enough about that."

"Are the cuffs necessary?" Tresa asked

"Yes. They are for your safety." My love

"From who?"

Lucas replied, "You're safe here with me, but I need you to listen to me. Lucifer is trying to turn us against each other. He lied to you. I did come to your aid that night, but when I got to you, there was nothing I could have done. You were already dead."

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