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“Tell no one about tonight,” he says.

Wait. Don’t tell anyone? So, he’s not going to kill me? I look up at him sharply, surprised. He catches my gaze and nods in silent understanding. I don’t know if his original plan was to kill me or not, but he’s leaving me alone for now. Maybe it’s because he’s finally realized that my dad is a total prick, but he’s also the type of man who doesn’t tell his daughter anything at all.

He takes my elbow then and guides me out of the room. We’re in a mansion, as I suspected, and it’s not one that I recognize. Minutes later we’re in the backseat of a car. There’s a divider up so I can’t see the driver. Somehow, the person just knows where to take us.

I watch silently, staring out of the window as we make our way through the city. We pass a few buildings that my father owns and then, to my surprise, we roll back up to the hotel we were at earlier. Okay, so apparently, I wasn’t captured for as long as I suspected. The party he captured me from still seems to be going in full swing.

Turning to Ian, I search his face for clues. What is this man thinking? What is he doing? Why is he bringing me back here?

Perhaps most importantly, why did he bother taking me away from the party?

“Ian?” I whisper.

“It’s time for us to get back to the party,” he says.

People will see us entering together, I realize. They’ll see us getting out of this car and walking back into the party. My hair is a complete mess. It’s in total shambles. People will realize that Ian and I sneaked off to fuck even though that’snotwhat happened. It’s just not. What happened to me wasn’t my choice. I know in my heart that it wasn’t my choice.

Will other people know that, though?

Will they know he took me?

Hurt me?

Forced me?

Will they know I wanted to be forced?

Ian and I both know that I loved every second of what he did to me. In fact, I’m embarrassed by how much I loved it. There’s something kind of dark and twisted about how he made me suck his cock...about how he made me lick him.

Plus, there’s the added bonus of me coming for him. He didn’t seem shocked or impressed by that fact, but I’m both. Coming with his cock inside of me was the best thing I’ve ever experienced, and there’s a messed-up part of me that doesn’t even care if people at the party think I’m having a little fling with Ian.

The most – and only – terrible thing will be if my father freaks out. As far as I know, he still trusts Ian, though, so maybe it’ll all work out. Maybe my dad won’t make a fuss. Hell, maybe he’lllikethat I’m with Ian. Who knows?

“What happens now?” I whisper, looking to my captor. He reaches over and grips my chin. Tugging me close, he kisses me again. When he pulls back, his eyes look completely unreadable. I don’t know what the hell he’s thinking. I certainly don’t know what he’s going to do next.

“Now you go back into that party with my cum dripping out of your tight, wet pussy, Rose, and you act like nothing happened at all.”

I gasp.

This elicits a dark chuckle.

“You didn’t think I was going to kill you, did you?” Ian is staring at me and I know it’s some sort of challenge. I definitely, absolutely thought he was going to kill me. I certainly didn’t expect him to bring me back to the same damn part.

“Yes,” I whisper finally, choosing truth over lies. “I thought you were going to kill me.”

“I might one day, but that day isn’t today.”

I stare at him. I know that he’s telling me the truth. Guys like Ian aren’t loyal. They’ll kill anyone who gets in his way, which means I need to make sure I steer clear. If getting in his way means death then I need to stay far, far away from Ian.

As we get out of the car and walk back into the party together, though, I can’t help but sneak a look at the tall, beautiful monster beside me. Ian took me, interrogated me, and fucked me, but I still don’t really know who he is or what he wants.

All I know is that my family is in terrible danger and I need to be careful.