Uber

"𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩, 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩. 𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞."

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"Bitch, where you at?" Raven's voice barked on the other end.

"I-I don't know," Shy whispered, her voice barely audible. She stared out the window, straining to catch anything familiar. "I think I'm going the wrong way..."

"What you mean you think?!" Raven snapped.

"He-he's not-he's not going the right way."

The panic in Raven's voice cracked through the phone. "Hell no. I'm calling the police. Stay on the phone, you hear me? Shy? Stay-"

The car screeched to a stop.
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It was just a ride home. One click on the Uber app and eighteen-year-old, exotic dancer, Shyanne Dudley thought she'd be back in her room in no time. But she never made it home.

What started as an ordinary night at the club spiraled into a nightmare when the man behind the wheel wasn't what she expected. Stolen from the safety of the place she grew to love, Shyanne is thrust into a world of shadows where every locked door and whispered threat pushes her closer to the edge. And when she realizes she's pregnant-with his child-the fight to survive becomes a fight to protect something even more fragile than herself.

But the deeper she sinks into this twisted new reality, the more it starts to feel... familiar. Routine. Safe. Loved, even-if love can exist in the hands of a monster.

𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞-𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.