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3.1 Deserted

I had just returned from my second job. My body was tired and I did not want to do anything.

In two years I managed to give birth to three babies for the agency. They wanted a word with me tomorrow. It was probably just an occasion to give me a special medal.

I deserved it. The families were excruciatingly painful to bear. For two years I had practically done nothing for myself. I was like a pet to them, it was just that they did not even voluntarily feed me.

There was a knock on the door. I got up from my bed and slowly walked towards the door. I opened it.

The broody man who stood on my doorstep was unknown to me. It was unusual of men to walk around in the agency.

"Who are you?" I asked bewildered.

"Max Bentley. You do not know me yet, but do not worry, you will get to know me soon."

Before I could manage to shut the door close, he grabbed my arm and I felt an electric device on my wrist.

I fell to the ground, unconscious.

***

I woke up in a car. Max, the man who took me from my home, was driving.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked him.

"Because I can," he replied as if it were the most normal answer ever.

"You can? Are you sure about that? The agency will find you. I am of high value to them. They will punish you for this," I warned him.

"All of that would happen if they were able to catch me," Max said, laughing dryly.

"Have you done this before?" I was shocked.

"A couple of times," he murmured.

I did not know what to say. I just stared outside the window. We were far away from the city and the agency. Green land surrounded us and there were no other cars around us.

He must have purposely chosen a deserted road because the agency would be looking for him in the busy areas of the country. Hell, they would search for him worldwide.

Max slowed down the car and drove into the woods. In the beginning, I thought he was crazy, but only a few seconds later I noticed a small path underneath the car.

He had done this before. He knew exactly what he was doing.

From a far I noticed a shed. What had I gotten myself into?

He parked the car right next to the shed. I could not move out of my place, so he had to come around the car and open my door.

"Come out now, love. You do not want to stay here when the wolves emerge," he said.

I hesitated, but eventually, I climbed out of the car and followed him inside the shed.

There were stairs that led down to a cellar, but it was not really a cellar. It was an entire home hidden underneath the shed.

"I suppose you want to rest," he said to me and walked into the bedroom. There was a mattress on the floor and a hammock next to it. There were a couple of pillows and blanket spread around on the mattress.

It reminded me a little of my first home before I became of value to the agency.

"I know this is not what you are used to," he uttered. "But feel free to settle in."

"What I am used to is the least of my worries right now." I laid down on the mattress without any further word. I craved it, I was tired and I had no idea what was going on.

I wanted to play easy, so that he could leave me alone while I searched for a way out of this shed and forest.

Max was about to leave the room when he demanded, "Feel your left hand."

I did as he told me to and saw a wound that had not been there before.

"There is a tracker inside of you. I will know if you try to leave," he warned me.

"Why are you holding me against my will? What have I done to you?" I asked him agitated.

"Look around. You can leave. It is your choice. But you should know that the agency will not welcome you back with open arms. I made sure of that," he stated.

"So you incriminated me? What will you do to me? Do you want a baby? I can't give you a baby out here. It is impossible," I murmured.

"Anything is possible when you have the means, love."

He closed the door behind him and I was left alone inside of the bed room.

-this came sooner than expected!-