A gang find out the hard way that the siblings they kidnapped are to much for them. When the sister accidently dies, this sets her brother off. While looking threw the brother's car, they find missing celebrity Emma Moon.
She tried to worn them but...
Tamara showered once we got to the hotel room. Emma sat on the bed as the tv, that Flynn turned on as he went to talk to Tamara, was playing.
She held no interest to what was being said on the screen. "And you." She heard Flynn say to her as he walked back to her. She turned to look at him. "You are going to nod your head and obey like a good little girl." He told her.
She just looked at him
"As we are driving we see this figure. Crawling out of the woods. All fucked up. We help her into the truck and that's when we relies, we got us Emma Fucking Moon. Pay day." He said.
It was quiet amusing that he had come up with this story. She almost wanted to ask if he came up with new identities for the him and Tamara. But she didn't.
"Or do I need to work that threw your mind a bit?" He asked, whispering his words darkly into her ear, rubbing her leg. Emma moved back. "I told you that I will cooperate." She told him
He looked at her.
"I'm sure that while he had you tucked to his thumb, making it easily to say all types of pretty lies." He told her. She scoffed and shook her head. "You don't lie to him. Not if you want to survive." She told him.
"Well I'm not afraid of him." Flynn said taking his shirt off. He put it on the chair in front of the motel room table. He then walked back to her and the bed.
"All we have to do tonight is clean ourselves up, relax, and come morning, I'm taking you to Miami." He said. She looked a bit shocked. "You're taking me home?" She whispered in shock, a bit of hope in her pretty green eyes.
He grinned as he got on the bed behind her. That grin took all the hope from her eyes.
He took hold of her arm. "You didn't think that I was just going to give you to the police and not get paid did you?" He pulled her back against him to talk into her ear. "Oh no. I'm taking you straight to your daddy, and I'm going to get paid. You're my pay day." He whispered into her ear. "And I think that you are worth more then a flimsy two million dollars. I think you're worth six million. Excpeally with all the shit your ass has put me threw." He continued.
He laid his arm over her, in his hand was his gun. He pulled her back as he started laying down. "Good girl." He whispered as she laid down on him. She was rather uncomfortable. She's seen the lust in his eyes.
Who knew what he could do to her while Tamara was in the bathroom. Would Tamara even stop him if he assaulted her?
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"And who knows. Maybe they will be so grateful, that they have us be together. Then not only get the money, but rub it in that bastards face that I will always be the one fucking his girl." He growled the world 'fucking' into her ear.
She started siting up, but he stopped her by griping her bicep. "I have to pee." She told him. He released her arm, and she stood heading the bathroom.
"I'll be waiting right here." He told her watching Emma. Looking at her butt.
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Emma walked into the bathroom and laid against the wall between the door and the toilet. Beside the toilet was the shower that Tamara was in.
Tamara grinned before opening the drapes and looked at the rock star, who looked blankly at the wall deep in thought.
"Guns right there." She offered. Emma snapped out of her thoughts as she looked at the wet women in the shower. Her pale fingers brushed over the said gun on the toilet that would be in reach if the tanned women in the shower needed to grab it.
"Why now?" She asked. "Cause you won't get out of here alive if you don't take it. I have another." Tamara said, watching her closely.
Emma looked at the gun then at the naked women. "You would kill the last person of your group? You hate him that much." The last part was a known fact.
Emma hasn't known them very long. But she knew that Tamara and Flynn hated each other.
"I don't want to know that I cant have him killed. But you're different. You're an innocent victim. Put a victim in a chance spot, they will find themselves doing things they didn't think they would. Like killing Flynn." Tamara told the younger girl.
Emma slowly grabbed the gun and aimed it at her.
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"Or I can just kill you both now." Emma said. Tamara grinned more and faced the blond. Not caring about her nudity. She looked Emma in the eyes. Challenging her. Daring her.
Emma nodded.
"Ok." She lowered the gun. "I'll blow his fucking brains out." Emma said tucking the gun into the back of her pants.
It was a good thing to. Cause Flynn pounded onto the door, before entering the room, angrily. "What the fuck is taking so fucking long? You two having a tea party or something?" He grabbed Emma and dragged her out of the bathroom.
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Even though they thought they was safe, Emma knew that they weren't. He was coming. And who knew how many bodies there will be when he gets here.
