CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

Thomas

'Where is she? Where the fuck is she?" Thomas barks at the men in the room. He was asking for Kimberley. He just found out what she did a few minutes ago. Thomas is outraged by what she did. He couldn't believe she would betray him like this. He feels like ripping her head off right now.

'They found her boss. They are bringing her in," Leo informs Thomas.

A few seconds later, two men walk into the room with Kimberley. She barks at them to let her go, but they ignore her and place her in front of a seething Thomas.

'Thomas," Kimberley says softly, 'Why did you ask the men to bring me here?" she pretends to not know why she was brought here.

'You should be grateful my mother taught me well. I would have fucked you up the second you opened that bastard mouth of yours."

'What is going on, Thomas? Why would you want to hit me" Thomas gets angrier as she continues to pretend not to know what's wrong

'You better start talking because what you have done is unforgivable, Kimberley. Tell me where she is, and I might spare your life if she is unharmed."

'I don't know what you are talking about."

Thomas pulls his hands into a tight fist and tries to calm down a bit. He is close to beating the shit out of Kimberley if she doesn't stop pretending. Thomas crunches down to Kimberley on the floor and grabs the collar of her shirt.

'I swear to God, Kimberley, if you don't fucking tell me where she is. I will let the men have their way with you, and we both know you won't survive."

Kimberley looks at the men in the room. They are all monsters who would destroy her if they got their way with her body. She faces Thomas and stares into his eyes. She sees no hint of lies in them. She swallows hard before speaking.

'I don't know."

'Kimberley," Thomas growls, grabbing her collar tighter.

'I swear I don't know. I dropped her off in front of a warehouse, but James told me he was going to move her in case you found out I helped sneak her out."

'Fuck" Thomas releases Kimberley's collar and stands up. He paces the room as frustration fills him. He was back to square one, and that pissed him off. He needed to find Melina. He doesn't want her to spend another second away from him. It was killing him that she was with that bastard right now.

Thomas stops pacing the room once an idea pops into his head. He walks back to Kimberley on the floor and asks her a question.

'Where is your phone?"

'Here," she brings it out from her back pocket.

'Send him a message that you want to know where he is holding Melina."

'He will ask me why I want to know."

'Tell him you would like to join in the fun of torturing her."

'Okay"

Thomas sends a prayer to God that his plans work, and James gives Kimberley the new address of where he is holding Melina. Even if James doesn't fall for it, he bets Richard can get James's current location once he replies to her message. He is even a little grateful the bitch betrayed him. It is making it easier for him to find Melina, unlike last time when it took him weeks.

***

Melina

I pace the room as I try to figure out a way to escape. The room has no windows, and the door is heavily guarded. I can't find any sharp object I can use to protect myself once James returns to harm me. I don't know if Kimberley told James, but he searched my body and took away my knives. I won't put it past her. My trains of thoughts are interrupted once I hear the door open. I turn around to see James walking inside. I knew it won't take long for him to come looking for me. He gets off torturing me. I have seen him hard every time he did. He is a sick bastard.

"Hello Mel, how are you settling in?"

"Thomas is going to kill you once he finds me. You won't be able to escape like you did last time" I speak with great confidence because I know Thomas will.

"I can see you have grown a backbone since we last met; I like that. I always hated it that you were so easy to scare. I prefer this version of you" he smirks and walks towards me.

"If you come close to me, I will harm you. Stay away from me" I might not have completed my training with Thomas, but they have helped me gain a lot of confidence in myself. I won't allow James to hurt me without a fight.

"Harm me" He releases a dark laugh. "And how are you going to do that, Mel" He pushes me against a wall. My back hurts as it hits the wall harshly.

"Get your filthy hands off me" I push my hands against his chest to get him away from me, but it doesn't work as he is stronger than me. He cages me against the wall.

"Not going to happen, honey. I have missed you, and last time I had you, Rafael didn't let me have a taste of you but not this time. I am going to fuck you till your body only knows my dick once again." he forces his lips against mine, but I bite it as he tries to kiss me.

"You fucking bit my lip" he touches his bleeding lips and looks at the blood in his hand in shock.

'Try to kiss me again, and you will see what I can do."

'You know, the more you play hard to get, the more I want you" he licks the blood that stains his lips and stares at me with lust swimming in his eyes. Eww, what he did is disgusting. Is James sick or something? What am I saying? He is a sick bastard. I know that very well.

He pushes me harder into the wall and moves his lips to my neck. He bites down into my shoulder blade. I hit his back and push his shoulder to get him off me as he begins to draw blood from my neck. Is he a vampire? What is his obsession with blood today? I decide to change my tactics as I see it's not working. I do something that I would never dare to do in my life. Desperate situations call for disgusting ideas. I bite his ear, and I bite hard. I made sure to take some skin with me as I bit down. James immediately moves away from my neck and takes a step back from me.

'Did you just fucking bite my ear?" he roars at me as he holds his bleeding ear.

I throw a piece of his skin from his ear on the floor and spit his blood out. I don't care that my teeth are probably decorated with his blood right now or that I just spit out his skin. As I said earlier, I will not let him hurt me again without a fight.

'I told you to stay away from me" I smile, showing off my teeth filled with his blood. I spat more and removed as much of his blood as possible from my mouth.

James walks back to me with a lot of rage and slaps me hard across the face. "You stupid bitch, I can't believe you fucking bit my ear."

'You deserve so much worse," I say, bringing my face back to face him. I push my hair out of my face as it's sticking to my face because I am sweating. I feel an ache on my lips, so I touch it. A wince escapes my lips. My lips must be busted right now.

"Let's see about that" James kicks the back of my legs, tackling me to the ground. The walls echo the impact my head makes as it hits the floor. Blood rushes to my ear as a shooting pain settles behind my head. I take my hand behind my head and touch it. I bring it forward to see blood. I ignore that for now as James is beating the crap out of me as he straddles me. I try to shield my body as he hits me as much as possible. I will fight to my last breath today. I have had enough of his abuse.

James stops hitting me and begins to rip my clothes off me. I try to bite his hand as he unbuttons my shirt, but he slaps me before I can. I feel a burn in my cheek, and the urge to rub the pain away is high, but I ignore it for now. I blink my eyes to clear my vision as the sweat on my forehead pours into my eyes. My eyes widen as I see him pull the zipper of my jeans down. I begin to panic and thrash my body against the floor. I stop once I notice something a few feet away from me. I realize that is the only object in the room that might give me a chance against him. Without thinking too profoundly if this object would cause as much damage as I wish, I pick it up and smack it hard against his head. I used a bucket to hit him. It's the bucket they gave me to use if I want to go to the toilet. James is taken by surprise and stops his advances on me. I quickly used it to my advantage and pushed him off me. I stand up from the ground and hold the bucket like a weapon.

"Did you just hit me with that thing?" James asks, shocked. He holds the side of his head that I can bet is aching right now.

"Come close to me again, and you will find out." With my heart racing and body aching, I hold my stance against James. I don't even care that the back of my head is bleeding. I am on full alert right now. I will attend to my wounds later.

Unfortunately, this doesn't help because James surprises me when he tackles me to the ground again. He doesn't even give me a second to recover before wrapping his hands around my neck.

"Fuck having your body; I will kill you right now" he digs his nails into my neck and draws blood as he chokes me.

My eyes roll to the back of my head as he blocks my airflow. I dig my nails into his hands as I try to remove them from my neck. I draw blood doing this, but he doesn't budge. My back arches as he squeezes my neck tighter. My legs fly in the air as I kick them, wanting to be free. The injury behind my head burns as he presses my head to the ground. My face darkens as the veins around my face appear ready to bust any second. I am going to die here if I don't do something. I decide to give up getting his hands off my neck and begin to stretch my hands out to try and find something I could use to hit him. Nothing is in my reach, and I can feel my soul slipping out of my body. I begin to find it hard to keep my eyes open, and as I am blinking, I see something sticking out close to his boots. I square my eyes and try to confirm if what I am seeing is correct. Once I confirm the object, I stretch my hand as far as it can go to try and reach the object. My shoulder burns and I feel like I might lose a limb if I don't stop, but I don't. After what feels like forever, I get a hold of the object. I stab James's back the second the knife is in my hand. James groans, and his hands come off my neck immediately. I quickly push him off me and stand up from the ground. I try to take in air and massage my neck.

'You stupid bitch. I am going to kill you today" James growls at me and moves forward to attack me, but someone rushes into the room, which causes him to halt.

'We are under attack, sir; Thomas is here," The man says, panicking

I smile as James rushes out of the room with the man. Thomas is here to save me. I might not have killed James, but I am proud of myself. I put up one hell of a fight against him.