Page 5 of 12 Days of F*ckmas
Chapter 2
Two Nipple Clamps
Mariah
Is he really just goingto take me?
Cold fear coursed through my veins.
Guiding me out of the brothel, Gabriel’s two men took my purse. They were men with brutal faces, narrow eyes, and skin covered in scars and tattoos.
Next, they escorted me outside of the brothel and to an Escalade.
“Excuse me.” I looked at one of them. “I am not a prostitute. I only do the brothel’s books.”
They remained silent.
Damn it.
I climbed into the back of the Escalade.
They positioned themselves next to me.
“Seriously.” I turned to the other guy. He had a scar going over his right eyelid. “I would provide really bad service. Don’t you want the best for your boss?”
The guy pulled his gun out as if I planned to attack him and escape.
O-kay. How am I going to get out of this?
Gabriel walked up to the Escalade, looked at me through the window, and licked those sexy lips.
My body reacted even though he frightened me.
Still, I frowned at him. “You’re making a mistake.”
A wicked grin spread across his chiseled face, and then he walked away.
The driver sped us away.
He’s not getting in here? Where are they taking me?
Terrified, I glanced out of the window, wondering what would happen next.
I have to get to a phone and call the cops.
My breathing quickened and my heart pounded in my chest.
Thirty minutes later, we entered a gated community on the outskirts of town. I’d never been in this area due to its high-end exclusivity. We continued up a large hill and arrived at a luxury condo.
Oh God. This is. . .really happening.
His men left the Escalade and signaled for me to follow.
