“No! Oh God, please don’t hurt them. I’m just scared. I’ll do anything you want!” She cries, obviously thinking I’m going to hurt her friends.
“I won’t hurt them.” My voice is hoarse, giving away my confused feelings. I don’t want to let Andrea down, but I can’t bring myself to hurt Kristine. There has to be another way to save Andrea. Maybe I can win Kristine’s trust. If she’s willing it will make it so much easier. “I’m not going to hurt you. I-” I clear my throat and linking my hands behind my neck, I shrug. Here goes nothing! “I won’t be any better than them. Andrea will never forgive me. I’ll have to find another way to get to her.”
A look of confusion washes over Kristine’s features, softening them. “Who is Andrea? I thought it was only the three of us here.”
I should shut my mouth, but the plan is already forming in my mind. “She’s my little sister. She was taken. I have to get you ready for the auction where she’ll be auctioned at. She’s only seventeen. I don’t know what to do.” I take a few deep breaths hoping to give the impression that I’m at the end of my rope. Which come to think, I actually am.
Kristine stares at me for a while, as if she’s deciding whether she’s going to believe me or not. I hope she falls for this plan, or I’m screwed! “So you took us to save your sister?” Her voice sounds incredulous. I can’t blame her. There aren’t a lot of crazy brothers in the world that will go this far for their sisters.
“Yes, and I’m so fucking sorry for what I’ve already done to you.”
She sits up, her eyes looking deep into mine. She looks like she’s falling for it. Fuck, this will be my lucky day if she does. “Is that why you look so sad?”
“I look sad?” I ask surprised. So much for looking like a badass, but this could work in my favor.
“Yeah,” she whispers. “Why didn’t you go to the police?”
“They don’t care,” I scoff and it’s the truth. “To them she’s just another runaway. If we don’t get her at the auction she’ll disappear again. It took us three years to get this far.” And what a fucken three years it was, robbing, killing but somehow this is the worst I’ve been faced with – lying, using and abusing another person – an innocent person.
“So you’re…” she shakes her head and then just stares at me. After a long while she shakes her head again and lets out a deep breath. “I can’t believe after everything you did to me I’m going to do this,” she says it as if she’s angry with herself. Hope rises in my chest. “If I help you will you protect me?” She scowls at me, anger making her gray eyes sharp. “If I help you get to the auction you better not leave me there!”
Relief explodes in my tight chest. Thank fuck! She’s falling for it.
I shake my head. “You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into. You should run while I’m letting you.” I better not let this go on too long, wouldn’t want to convince her otherwise now that she’s willing to help. She’s willing and I don’t have to force her. That will make it all so much better.
“What do I have to do to help?” I can’t believe she’s really considering this!
“Things,” I walk closer to her. “You have to do things you haven’t even thought of. Sex, bondage…” When I’m within reaching distance I lift my hand to her cheek, “Kris, you have to become my slave. You have to allow me to do anything. You have to call the men master at the auction. I don’t think you can do all of that to help someone you’ve never met.”
“But I’ve met you,” she says confused.
“I’m talking about Andrea. You won’t be doing it for me. You’ll be doing it for my little sister.” I brush my knuckles over her jaw and she lets me. I should have tried to win her trust earlier, this is so much easier.
“I t-think I can,” she stutters again. “No woman should be kept against her will. If I can help get her back then let me.”
I lean down to press my mouth to hers, but again she turns her face away. Aww … fuck, here we go again!
“No kissing, that’s all I ask. It will make it too personal and we’re not even friends. I’ll help you get your sister back, but after that we go our separate ways.”
I can live with that. “Lie down again.” I brush my fingers down her neck to her shoulder.
“So soon! I-I … Can’t we take a break?” she stammers, pulling away from me.