Page 42 of Hold Me
I look away as the man next to me raises his hand to bid, his cock already bulging against his pants. I’m not sure if the girl is pretending or she’s really terrified, so I study my fingernails instead. Finally, I see Isaac stepping onto the stage, his lips curled into a sneer. Behind him, I can see Caleb peering out from behind the curtain and I hide behind the woman in front of me, hoping he won’t spot me.
Is Raphael going to offer him too? Oh God. Caleb’s brows are creased, and his concerned looks seem to be directed at Isaac and at one of the men in the crowd, who has already raised his hand in the air to bid. The man is big and bulky, his dark eyes bulging from his skull. Even Isaac is fidgeting.
“This little cunt is mine,” the man yells, and Isaac growls. I glance from Caleb to Isaac, and then to the man. I don’t want that asshole anywhere near Caleb, but I came here for Isaac, and I can’t just back out now, so I raise my hand and bid. The man’s head snaps toward me and the look he gives me is pure murder, but I block his crude comments out of my foggy mind and keep raising my hand until I outbid him.
I wipe the sweat off my forehead as I come behind the stage, where someone is supposed to be waiting for me and lead me to Isaac.
“Hello, miss. I’ll escort you to your room. Your purchase will be waiting for you there,” a woman says, a pleasant smile on her face. Her blond hair is tied into a tight bun, her pink top and miniskirt fitting tightly to her curvy body. My purchase? Oh, she means Isaac.
“Thank you.” I let her lead me upstairs.
“All rooms are soundproof,” the woman suddenly says. “Everything you need will be in the room.” She stops in front of one door and offers me a small bag of white pills. “These are in case you need some assistance.”
I take the bag and nod at her. I can see the instructions written on a small paper inside the see-through plastic. Apparently, one or two of those pills can make my purchase a bit more compliant. Wonderful.
The girl opens the door for me and I enter a small room. There’s a large double bed on my right, and on the wall above it hang various cuffs and chains. The red covers look soft and silky. To my right is a door to the bathroom and an open closet filled with a bunch of sex toys. I turn around and lock the door behind me, glad that no one can open it from the outside.
I wonder where Isaac is. A sound catches my attention and I walk to the other end of the room. A gasp escapes my lips as I see Isaac sitting on the floor next to the bed. Thick chains around his wrists and legs make it impossible for him to move. A piece of duct tape is covering his mouth, and there’s a spiky collar around his neck.
He’s glaring at me and tugging at his chains. I look around the room, searching for cameras. If I just free Isaac, do nothing, and someone sees it, I’m not going to walk out of this place alive. Not that I’d ever have sex or anything in front of the cameras anyway. I make sure to inspect every possible corner, but there doesn’t seem to be any kind of device. I assume Raphael wouldn’t risk angering his clients, especially because he probably already has some kind of a video of them. I doubt he’d let anyone in here otherwise.
I pad over to Isaac and kneel in front of him. He flinches away when I reach out for him, but there’s nowhere he can go.
“It’s okay,” I say, more to myself than to him, and gently place my hand on his head so I can peel off the tape. He spits at me as soon as the tape is off, but I ignore it and lean in to whisper into his ear. “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m Caleb’s friend.”
He just looks at me for a moment, then burst out laughing. “That’s just fucking hilarious. You don’t look like Jade at all.”
“Jade? Who’s Jade?” I blink.
“Caleb’s friend.” He glares at me. “His only true friend, aside from me.”
“You’re Caleb’s friend too?”
“What did I just say, you dumb bitch?” He rolls his eyes. I take a look at his chains, then frown.
“Where’s the key?” I ask.
“In the drawer.” He nods toward the nightstand at the other end of the room. As I get to my feet, I can feel his eyes on me.
The key is the only thing in the drawer, so I go back and crouch in front of him. “My name is Lilith and I need your help.”
His eyebrows shoot upward. “Help?”
I wave the key in front of him and nod at the chains. “I’ll take those off.”
He laughs, shaking his head.
I remember the pills the girl has given me, and how Isaac took the pill from Raphael’s fingers, even when he was angry as hell. I take out the package and Isaac’s eyes widen slightly. “I’ll give you these too.”
He swallows hard. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” He sighs and bangs his head against the wall. “Okay.” His blue eyes meet mine. “But if this is a trick...”
“It’s not.” I start unlocking Isaac’s chains and keep a little distance from him because I’m not entirely sure he won’t jump at me as soon as he’s free.
When the chains are off, he just rubs his wrists and watches me in surprise. I pick up the bed covers and offer them to him. He doesn’t move, just stares at me, so I dump the covers over his lap and throw the pills at him.
“You’re Caleb’s Lilith, aren’t you?” He gets to his feet, ignoring the covers that have slid to the floor, but he’s gripping the pills in his hand.
It’s my turn to be surprised. Has Caleb told him about me? “I guess I am.”