Page 16 of Trading In A Broken Heart

Once her family found out that I took her, I knew I was gon’ have to deal with the wolves. They were gon’ be even angrier when they find out that she was carrying my last name. It wasn’t shit they could do about it, though.

Solei sat there in that spot for a while. I thought about going in there and talking with her but figured that she needed some time to calm down. If I walked my ass in that room now, she was liable to kill me.

She got up and paced the bedroom again before suddenly stopping directly beneath the camera mounted in the corner. My jaw tightened. Slowly, she lifted her head and looked directly into it. It was like she knew I was sitting here. Her eyes narrowed before she walked closer ’til her face filled the screen.

“Enjoying the show?” She folded her arms over her chest. “You gon’ stare all day, or you finally gon’ grow a pair and come in here?”

My thumb dragged slowly across my lower lip.

“What now, Savion? You kidnapped me. Con-fucking-gratulations. Want a fucking trophy? A cookie?”

Her voice echoed softly through the speakers mounted beneath the monitors. I watched every shift in her face. The fury and fear underneath it. The way she kept pretending she wasn’t nervous. Solei had no clue as to what I wanted with her.

She stepped closer to the camera. “You know what I think?” she asked quietly. “I think you like hiding behind them cameras because you know I’ll stab your ass again if you walked through that door. Pussy.”

I stood, and the room went still. Now she was really testing me. I adjusted the cufflinks on my wrists before reaching for the gun resting beside the keyboard. Not because I needed it. Shit was just a habit.

Solei was still talking shit when I left the room. “You ain’t nothing but a obsessed ass⁠—”

The bedroom door clicked, and she grew silent. Her mouth parted slightly when she saw me leaning against the doorway, dressed in all black. My arm burned underneath the bandages, but I ignored it as I locked eyes with her.

“You talk too much,” I said quietly.

Solei lifted her chin, even though I saw the fear flash through her eyes. “And you kidnap women. Guess we both got flaws.”

A slow grin pulled at the corner of my mouth before I stepped inside and locked the door behind me.

According to the clock on the nightstand, I’d been in this room for two days. No windows. No way out. Just me stuck in here with my thoughts. I slept with the television on so it wouldn’t be so dark in here. I mean, who in their right mind had a fucking house built underground?

At least I didn’t think that he brought me here to kill me or else he would’ve done it by now, especially after I stabbed him. I didn’t feel bad about doing it either. He shouldn’t have kidnapped me. What I was trying to understand was why he’d taken me in the first place.

After sitting here in this room with my thoughts, I’d pieced together everything. The ring from Vegas. All the expensive gifts. Everything was him. I thought it was just a prank, but from the looks of it, I’d gotten drunk and married this fucking fool. I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to get myself out of this mess.

There was a knock at the door. My head whipped in that direction. The only time someone knocked at the door was when food was being brought in. I never knew who brought it to me, but it was cooked to perfection. Whoever was in the kitchen was getting down, baby.

Normally, they’d slide the tray into the room and grab the old one so fast I couldn’t even make it across the room. This time, I zoomed from the bed and stood behind the door, waiting for them to open it. The door clicked, and it creaked open. I grabbed it and yanked it all the way open.

A woman stood there with kinky brown hair that stopped at her shoulders. She was a bit older, maybe in her early forties. Her gray eyes peered at me through her pink-framed glasses. She was shorter than me and petite, so I knew I could take her and get the hell out of here.

“Solei, I don’t want any problems. I just came to bring you food. That’s all,” she said as she slid the tray onto the floor at my feet.

“And you’re with him kidnapping women?” My forehead scrunched.

“I told Savion that I thought it was a bad idea. He never listens to me. He’s the type that has to learn the hard way.”

“I’m getting out of here. You can either willingly let me go, or I can beat your ass and go. Either way, I’m leaving.”

The woman tossed her hands up in the air and backed against the wall behind her.

That was easy.

I ran full speed out of there, down the hallway.

“You’re not going to get far!” she yelled behind me.

Yeah, we’ll see about that.

Stopping at the end of the hallway, I stared in both directions, trying to figure out which way I needed to go. Noticing the huge lion painting on the wall to the left, I remembered seeing it when I was brought in, so that was the way I went.