RedNovelSantos
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When | cto, I'm chained to something much more comfortable than before and I growl.
*Goddamnit. I'm in a bed, aren't I? This bastard has finally made good on his threat to giveto his men.*
Fucking coward.
It's dark as pitch in this space and there's absolutely *zero* give in the chains that havespread eagled across
this monstrously large bed, but I can feel his presence. | *know* he's in here watching me.
"Too much of a coward to leaveany feeling in my limbs?" | asked into the dark, knowing he *hates* when |
refer to him as what he is. A *coward.*
A dark chuckle filtered towardin black open space. By now, my eyes should have adjusted at least a little,
and the fact that they haven't tellsthat this room is primarily black in the daylight. A dim light goes on near
the far wall and now | can see him standing next to a bar. Santos. And just like every other tI've laid eyes on
him, he is beautiful. Too beautiful, really.
His pale blue eyes find mine as he pours himself a drink. "I like you like that. Angry and at my mercy. | can't tell
you how much it turnson."
"What?" | snapped, doing a mental inventory of myself as my brain cleared of the fog the drugs he pumped into
move and hear the stiffness of the dried blood on my shirt crackle. Oddly enough, I've been here over a month
and the blood isn't mine, it belongs to his men that tried to manhandlewhen | first got here. *Before* he
conjured up the good sense to drug me, | was handcuffed and left hanging on a long hook in a cell. The very first
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtof his men that cforlearned *very* quickly that they should have secured my legs too. | snapped the
bastard's neck with my thighs. The very last breath he took was with my pussy in his face. | still smile when |
think about that. Three more cin right after him and at first, | had no idea we were being watched until one
of said men got it in his head to try and rape me. Santos shot him in the head at point blank range as the
bastard fondled my tits. His blood has long since dried.
Santos hasn't hurteven once, save for the countless times he's injectedwith dope to keepsedated.
I'm actually surprised given that he knows | was here to kill him. However, he did threatentrying to get me
to turn on Alex and
cover to the side. He swore that if | continued to decline his offer, he would giveto his men, then kill
me. So that has to be what this is. That has to be what I'm doing here, chained to a bed.
Santos creeps in closer to me, the dark mohawk of his hair coming into focus as well as the muscles of his chest.
*He's not wearing a shirt. Why? Why is he not wearing his shirt while I lay here chained to a bed?* At least he's
still wearing pants. But God he looks good without a shirt. The dark mocha of his skin is hairless and smooth. The
sparse glint of light ricocheting off his muscles (of which he has *many*) and causing them to play in movement
against each other. He's so bulked with muscle, it's almost unreal. It makeswonder if steroids are a part of
his daily regime. Long, scripted ink dances across his bulging pectorals, too fancy forto read, but sexy as hell
nonetheless.
*#Shit. | think I'm wet. Not good.*
"Have you yet reconsidered my offer, Miss Dubois?" he asks, moving closer and eyeingup so slowly | could
almost swear he can see my pussy trembling. "I'd really hate to treat my men to a beauty such as you. They'd
ruin you for sure. And like | told you before, | don't want to see that happen to you."
"Then *don't* giveto them," | snapped. "But I'm not accepting your offer."
He tsks, reaching out to run a greedy hand over my body and try as | might, | can't keep myself from moaning,
so | swallow the sound as best | can. Of course, he notices anyway and his eyes spark with blue fire. "Ruby..." he
trails off, standing. "I'm so sorry. | hate that | have to do this to you."
| grit my teeth, fury lightingup from the inside out. "No you're not. If you were, you wouldn't do it."
He ignores that, turning around and calling out, "Rogelio! Enter."
#1 will not cry. | will not.*
"I hate you," | whispered, even though | know it won't matter.
"As if you didn't already," he said shortly, walking away as one of his men steps toward the bed and begins to
get undressed.
"I didn't," | responded honestly, my voice a breath above a whisper.
I watch the muscles tense in Santos' back as his man steps past him.
"Hello firecracker," Rogeleers, grabbing the front of his pants in a crude and disgusting gesture. "I have been
dying to fuck you and guess who won the draw to go first? | did."
"You better hope my vagina doesn't have any teeth then," | hissed. "Because the moment you penetrate|
promise you are a dead man."
Rodechuckles, discarding the remainder of his clothes and eyeingup as he licks his lips. "I don't fucking
think so. You look pretty goddamned helpless to me." Then he climbs on top of me, cutting my clothes off easily
and try as | might with his knife, | can't help the grunt of pain that leaves my body as the knife knicks my leg. All
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm| can do now is close my eyes, displacing myself as Rogerips off my panties and groans. "Already wet, huh?
Nice."
"Not for you I'm not. Pig!" | snapped.
Maybe that's what does it, maybe it's not, | don't know. All I do know is one minute Rogeis on top ofand
the next he's flying into the wall.
| gasp in shock as Santos kneels down next to my face and slides a hand over my mound. "TellRuby, who are
you wet for then? Hmm?"
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