Ryan smiled to himself as he ran though the empty camp, ducking in and out of the trailers, collecting various stashes of cash and credit cards hidden inside them. Under chairs, in drawers, he knew where it was all kept, wages, bank accounts, everything.
He would take it all, all the money he had for his princess. She would be waiting for him, he imagined her, long blonde hair falling down her narrow lightly tanned shoulders, his lose shirt hanging on her small perfect body, and how she would sit, quietly fiddling with her fingers watching his every move.
Ryan remembered how she had hated him when she first arrived at the show. She had even feared him.
A Virgin stolen from her family late. She was older than most girls in the boarding houses, Hunter had once told him something about her family hiding her but Ryan held no interest for her past at the time of her arrival those many months ago. Under his business man frame of mind he knew her virginity would be a valuable asset for his business. She was a capital investment, another piece of machinery in the ever churning factory of Jack Blacks Show Girls. Yet, the second he set eyes on her that warm night Greg and Hunter had brought her back he knew she was special. She had some fight left in her, she had the ability to argue, to think for herself... To love.
From the moment she arrived she threatened to break down every wall of authority, masculinity and brutality Ryan had built up for himself. She was a threat to him because he couldn't stop thinking about her.
He felt something he had never felt before when he saw her suffering at the hands of other men. He questioned everything he had been taught, by his father and even society.
Yes the virus epidemic had almost wiped out the whole female population generations before he was born, but did this give him or any man the right to govern and rule over the survivors, using them for pleasure or breeding? If anything Libby had taught him that they should be valued even more highly and treated like princesses, his princess.
Ryan had taken immense joy when he first saw her big gleaming eyes, revitalised by his sworn promise to protect her and take her home. He felt a sense of purpose but also protection over this young female.
He loved her.
Returning back to his trailer Ryan leapt up through the open door ready to whisk his princess away into their very own happily ever after.What he saw, or in fact didn't see, paralysed his lungs.
Libby had gone.
His trailer was empty. He turned his head, was she hiding? Had someone disturbed her? Was she already in the car?
Pinning all his hopes on his last thought Ryan once again jumped out of his trailer and ran to his car, breathlessly he opened the back door and scoured down the back seat. No Libby, no body, nothing.
Where was she, where was his princess?
Pale faced he turned back to his trailer. This was when he noticed the bag, her belongings, broken open and scattered on the floor surrounding his trailer.
Libby hadn't done this.
Ryan could feel the cracks creeping into his heart, their pain causing him to falter in his breathing.
He didn't care about the money, the show, the other men, nothing, all he wanted desperately, was to see Libby walking towards him smiling and unharmed.For the first time in his life he could see beyond the prettense of the show and this life he had been living. He now knew what pleasure it brought him to share happiness with a girl.
Ryan's breathing grew more rapid with each isolated second that passed. He didn't know what to do, where to turn to.
She was gone.
A buzzing in his pocket made him jump, releasing him form the grips of this nightmare that held him. Maybe it was her?
Sliding the phone out of his pocket he read the name that was calling him.Hunter.
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Okay, okay I know this is a short chapter but I'm writing the next one now, I wanted to split them so I could focus on Ryan and Libby's pov separately.
I also split them so I could upload this sooner and hopefully maintain SoProudOfMe's sanity....
Quick update on my next story, after much deliberation I've finally decided it's called 'To love his brother' and not '9 months' although it's the same story. Hopefully I'll begin to post it in the next week or so!
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His Desire (Sequel To His Slave)
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