The Inside Job

Chapter 2

I woke up laying in the backseat of what I knew to be a sports car. I was groggy, and sleepy as hell, I sat up and looked out the window. I definetly felt nauseous. But what I wanted to know is why in the hell was I not at the big house yet.

"Wha-what, where am I?" I questioned. Man was I confused. Where was I? Why am I in the back of a really nice sports car? And who is driving? With alarm I ripped my gaze away from the window and to the driver. It was a guy, he had slightly shaved hair with longer hair right at the crown of his head. If it had been any other guy it would've looked pretty shitty. But just by the back of his head it looked really good. And I mean really good. I continued to his face. He had chocolatey brown eyes. His face was slightly boyish but very masculine at the same time. He had some seriously broad shoulders and from what view I had of his body, his biceps were big and muscular.

"Just how I like them" I whispered to myself.

"I was ordered to kill you and your father" he finally spoke. His voice sent chills down my spine. It was deep and sounded like honey.
This guy knows his way around a girl I thought, not that I had a problem with it. He was hot I admit.

"And you successfully killed my father, not that I had much love for him, but damn. But wait why am I not dead?" I asked, testing the waters.

"Because its called a competition, baby" he said.

"But why?" I asked again.

"Because you are my kill, not Scott's" he snarled in annoyance.

"Okay that's it" I snapped I wasn't tied up or anything. So I quickly put my leg into the passenger seat and slipped into the front.

"What the hell!" He yelled and looking a little too long at me we almost went off the bridge we were driving across.

"What?" I asked innocently. I sat back and relaxed.

"Drive douchebag" I snapped. Where ever we were going I started to get the feeling this was gonna be something I wouldn't forget.

"Why haven't you killed me again?" I asked still confused about all of this.

He looked at me then sighed, "I only want you because Scotty boy back there wants to do worse things to you then I do" he explained briefly.

I scoffed and looked out the window. Not much of a talker is he. Ugh he was so sexy fuck.

"I've got rules baby, and if you don't follow them I will kill you" he glanced at me briefly before continuing.

"Number one, don't be a bitch because I will hit you" he said. Again I scoffed and looked at him annoyed.

"Number two don't try anything" he looked at me when he said that.

"What?" I snapped.

"Number three you do what I say" he growled. I think that was meant to sound really aggressive and such but it didn't to me it sounded sensual like at any moment he'd stop and kiss me passionately.

I've made my decision I want him. And I was going to have him.