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After cleaning myself up and tucking my cock back in my pants, I check the time on my phone.
"Fuck, we're late." I reach down and pull her up, giving her a shove toward the door. "Get walking. We have somewhere to be."
Her eyebrows furrow, and she looks at me. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Fucking hell. Must we always do things the hard way?"
I scoop her up and toss her over my shoulder, my arm banding around her waist and holding her tight.
She starts thrashing, trying to get herself free, pounding her fists into my back. "I'm going to fucking kill you when you let me down!"
Shifting her into a more stable position—even if it might bruise her ribs a little—I head down the stairs and to the front door.
I toss her into the back of the waiting van. "You're going to want to stop fighting me now. You're going to be sold to a man far worse than I am, and he's not going to put up with this behavior from you."
The color drains from her skin.
I smirk and slide the door shut, feeling like I might finally be winning in the battle we're having. Of course, I'm always going to win in the end, but I might be able to fuck her into submission a couple more times. She could become perfectly pliable.
I'm supposed to sell her.
But what if I don't? What if I buy her?
It'll piss Robert off.
She's worth a high price, though. Some people are willing to pay a lot of money to get their hands on a Lynde—a lot of money my family could use right now.
Decisions, decisions.
Chapter Ten
SUMMER
"Let me the fuck go!"I scream as the van door is ripped open and two men grab me.
I thrash as hard as I can, trying to fight them hard. I punch and kick, breaking free.
The second my feet are on the ground, I start running. I don't know where I am, but it looks like a warehouse district of some sort.
I push hard, my legs screaming in protest. I haven't had a chance to go for a morning run in weeks, and it shows.
"Don't hurt her! Her face needs to be in good condition for the auction," one of the men says to the other.
His voice sounds too close for my liking. I run faster, breathing hard as I skirt around a corner and take off down an alley.
A car screeches into the parking lot and comes to a stop at the end of the alley. Noah steps out and grabs me before I can go flying past him, slamming me into a wall.
"I thought I told you to behave," he growls, his voice low and doing horrible things to the lust building inside me.
Now is not the time to think about getting railed by him. Now is the time to fight like hell to keep yourself alive.
I do the first thing I can think of.
Slamming my head against his chin hurts. Stars dance across my vision.
It does the job, though.
His grip loosens enough for me to rip myself free.
