Chapter 313: Holly's Diversion

Holly’s POV

I was stalling for time like my life depended on it…because it literally did.

No freaking way was I letting this greasy, desperate bitch lay one finger on my man. I'll rather she kill him than let that happen.

I’d woken up earlier than they thought, right after they knocked me out. Every sick confession Rachel spilled, every disgusting detail, I’d caught it all. And guess what? I’d been recording the whole time.

One thing about having a controlling, over-protective big sister like Ava? She drills habits into you until they become automatic.

Ava had always taught me how to be security conscious and since I fought my way through getting my freedom and having her sack all the bodyguards she assigned to me…we decided I'll have my location on at all times.

So she customized a smartwatch for me.

The smartwatch was still strapped to my wrist…I put it on even while I was rushing out of David's house earlier.

While I was curled up in the fetal position pretending to be unconscious, and they were all distracted arguing, I’d muted it, dialed Tyler, and left the call running.

Before calling Tyler, I had called Kayla, twice, but there was no response.

I couldn’t risk calling Ava…that would blow everything…besides, she could still be in the hospital. She has a lot on her plate already.

Tyler was the next person my brain screamed at, even though I wasn’t sure if he’d already left with his fiancée.

But he picked up right after I sent him a message to get the police and track my call.

I turned on my location and kept the line open the entire time.

They had to be hearing every single word on the other end. Rachel had just exposed herself like an idiot on live tape. Fucking bitch.

Rachel was smirking at me now, all smug and victorious, like she’d already won. Oh, hell no. I needed more time. Tyler and the cops had to be close by now. Right?

“Are you serious?” I taunted, voice hoarse but loud enough for the phone to catch. “You haven’t even thought about fucking a younger guy? You must be so backward, auntie.”

Rachel’s teeth ground together so hard I heard the click. “I am not your auntie.”

I laughed right in her face, even though it made my ribs scream. “Oh, you definitely are. You’re older, way more stupid, and clearly obsessed with family drama. Auntie it is.”

Justin caught on quickly, like he could see right through me.

He started throwing fuel on the fire, voice dripping with fake sweetness. “It’s true, Rachel. Come fuck me instead of David. The amount of women he’s been with? You don’t wanna end up as just another hole he fucked, right?”

He even puffed his chest, as though he was trying to show off how broad they are.

I whipped my head toward him, offended as hell. “Justin, watch your mouth! David is no longer a whore!”

Justin shot back without missing a beat. “Oh yeah? Just take a look at him…he’s eager to fuck her and you’re still defending him like a lovesick puppy.”

David growled low, eyes flashing. “Both of you…shut the hell up. Do you think this is a joke?”

Inside my head I was already planning his punishment.

Yeah, babe, you’re gonna pay for shouting at me later…even if you didn’t mean it. I was still your girl, and you raised your voice. Not cute.

I prayed silently, heart hammering. Tyler, where the fuck are you guys? Come on, come on…

That’s when I noticed him…one of Rachel’s men, the same bulky guy who’d tied me up earlier.

He’d been staring at Rachel the whole time, even before David showed up. Pure yearning in his eyes, like a puppy watching its owner. Pathetic.

He finally spoke up, voice tight. “This wasn’t the plan, Miss Rachel. Why are you suddenly talking about having sex with one of the prisoners? Aren’t we supposed to finish the job and fly back with Ava Miller's sister?”

Rachel spun on him. “Shut up. You don’t tell me what to do. You work for me, so do your job and keep quiet!”

I seized the moment. “Ooow,” I dragged the word out, grinning through the pain. “You like her, don’t you? You’re really gonna stand there like a stack of fine wood and watch her fuck another man? Is that how weak you are?”

Rachel’s head snapped toward me. “Shut the fuck up, bitch.”

David’s voice cut in sharp. “Hey! Stop talking to her like that.”

Warmth flooded my chest for half a second…knowing he was still defending me even tied up like this. But it didn’t mean he was off the hook. Punishment list growing, babe.

Rachel screamed, eyes squeezed shut, then exhaled like she was trying to calm a storm inside her head.

“Everyone listen up.” Her voice went cold and final. “My mind is set on one thing and one thing alone. I am going to have sex with David…right here, right now…and every single one of you is going to watch. When we’re done, Justin gets handed to the police with all the evidence we prepared. David stays locked in my house as my personal sex toy. And Holly?” She smiled at me like a shark. “She’s getting sold into sex trafficking. Or whatever pays the most. I really don't care.”

David and Justin started cursing at the same time…loud, furious, protective as hell. “You touch her and I’ll kill you!” David roared. Justin was right behind him, calling her every name in the book.

It made me feel weirdly special, like I actually mattered that much to them. But inside I was still panicking. Where the fuck is Tyler and the rescue team?

Just then…as if the universe finally heard me…the double doors burst open with a deafening crack.

Police flooded in from every direction, guns raised, vests flashing. “Hands where we can see them! You are surrounded…inside and out! Drop your weapons!”

“Go and fuck yourself, you sick bitch!” I spat at Rachel, as I laughed in relief. They are really here. Help is really here!

The guy who’d been standing beside Rachel…the one with the yearning eyes…yanked her backward and jammed his gun straight against David’s temple. “Nobody moves! Or this man dies right now!”

My stomach dropped. Pure terror slammed through me. “He better not shoot!” I screamed at the officers. “Hold on…don’t do anything! David cannot get hurt!”

Rachel was thrashing in the man’s grip, fighting like a wildcat. “I’m not leaving without David. He's mine! Let me go, you bastard!”

The guy’s voice was urgent, low. “We’re surrounded, Rachel. We have to leave…now!”

She kept wiggling, trying to break free, eyes locked on David like she could will him to her. The whole room was vibrating with tension…cops shouting orders, guns trained on everyone, my heart in my throat.

Then a single shot fired from God knows where.

The sound cracked through the air like thunder. Everything vibrated…my bones, the floor, the screams that followed.

I didn’t know who pulled the trigger. I didn’t know who got hit.

All I knew was the world went red with panic.