Jenna couldn’t help it, she whimpered. Liam smiled. It was genuine for once. He really did get off in on inflicting pain and suffering. On her fear. He took a step into the room and she tried to pull herself into the fetal position. The restraints pulled, making her cry out.
“Remind me again…” Anthony trailed his finger along her jaw line and she tried to flinch away. “Why can’t I touch her? Fuck, Liam…I didn’t realize she was so stacked. I’m getting hard despite her messed up face.” He threw out a snort version of a laugh. “I could just put a bag over her head and—”
“Shut the fuck up,” Liam growled. “You won’t put a single finger on her. Are we fucking clear? She’s mine…mine!” It sounded different coming from him. When Gideon said it, it was almost pained and with longing. When Liam said it, it was demanding and final. It made her sick to her stomach.
He smiled at her. The fake, psychotic smile. The one he used just before he hurt her. “Mine…Aren’t you, Jen-doll?”
More questions.
He could go to hell because she wasn’t answering. Jenna knew that he would hurt her anyway regardless of what she did or didn’t say.
“The only problem is…” He nudged Anthony out of the way and cupped her cheek, almost lovingly. “I don’t want a vampire lover as a girlfriend.” He cocked his head. “Tell me, did you actually let one of them fuck you? You did, didn’t you?”
He squeezed her jaw hard, making her whimper.
“That’s what I thought. You’re tainted, used goods. I think I’ll let you suffer for a couple of days…by the time I’m done with you, you’ll beg me to kill you.” He released her, a look of disgust crossed his face. Liam stood up. “Your boyfriend must have realized what a terrible fucking lay you are. That’s why he sent you away.” He shook his head. “Good fucking riddance.” He choked out a laugh. “I should take you back to those bloodsuckers…the joke would be on them then, wouldn’t it?” He looked away from her. Clearly done with her, at least for the moment.
“Wait,” her voice shook.
His back stiffened as she spoke. For a second she thought that he might listen and then he turned and took a step towards the door.
“Do you want to make money? Lots of it?” Thankfully her voice sounded a little stronger this time.
He paused.
“I’m worth a lot of money to the vampires. They are rolling in it. You could make millions. It would be an easy trade off, my life for a truck load of cash.”
Liam laughed. “You really expect me to believe that? I’m not an idiot, Jenna. You weren’t dropped off at the bus station because you were important. They couldn’t give two shits about you.”
“Wait!” She yelled as he took another step away from her. “You’re wrong. The vampire I’m seeing doesn’t know that I was sent away. He will be frantic with worry. He’s really wealthy and would easily pay a million or two for my return.”
Liam seemed to think on it for a time. Jenna was too scared to breathe. Please God, let him buy it.
Then he nodded. “You might be onto something. That motherfucker of a vampire that jumped me last night seemed really into you. Quite frankly, I was shocked to see you get out of that SUV that we had been following from the gates at the bloodsucker’s territory.”
She felt her brow crease. “No….you must be mistaken.” Gideon wouldn’t have gone to see Liam, would he?
“A dickhead broke into my house and threatened to kill me if I didn’t stay away from you. He was wearing a ski mask. Must’ve hoped that I wouldn’t pick up on the fact that he was a bloodsucker. What an idiot! His eyes glowed and he said things like female instead of woman.”
“Is that why you were outside the vampire gates waiting?”
Liam shook his head. “You were not the target, but certainly an added bonus, Jen-doll.”
“Why were you there then?” She had to ask.
“None of your fucking business!” He snapped back at her. She noticed how his hands curled into fists and she shut her mouth so that she wouldn’t say anything to really anger him.
Now that Jenna really looked at Liam, she noticed he had bruises around his neck. That his nose was swollen. Had Gideon really visited him? Threatened to kill him? Her heart warmed as she realized that he probably had.
“You see,” she spoke softly and carefully. “That particular vampire really cares about me…a lot. He will pay…I promise. Call him…please.”
Liam frowned and shook his head. “Let’s just say hypothetically, and for the purpose of this conversation, that the bloodsucker loves you…I’m not convinced he has the cash. You just want to alert him about your current predicament. Want to hatch some sort of a plan for escape. You can fucking forget it.”