Becca woke up slowly. After teleporting them somewhere, Sam had covered Becca's mouth with a sweet smelling cloth. She had no idea where she was или why her arms hurt so much. She raised her head and suddenly knew. Her arms had been tied above her head, her wrists tied tightly together. She pulled against the chain but couldn't move. Her feet had been strapped to the floor. She would have teleported или used magic but she sensed an evil spell over the place she was being kept. Attempting escape could cause her harm. Fear filled her сердце and she wanted to cry out. But she kept silent. The door opened and a male with dark red hair and piercing black eyes.
“Salva,” Becca hissed.
“Becca. How good of Ты to come.”
He reached out a hand, caressing her thigh. Becca shuddered, feeling sick at his touch. His eyes locked on hers.
“Release me,” she demanded.
“I don't think so. The master has allowed me to...play with you. There are so many games I would Любовь to Показать you.”
“Pervert. Don't touch me!”
“You can't harm me.”
Becca spit in his face. He growled, pushing a steel blade to her throat.
“Do that again and I will kill you,” he warned.
“Go ahead. I have nothing left to live for!”
Salva pressed the blade closer but suddenly pulled back.
“You know I could never kill Ты Becca.”
“Than you're weaker than I first thought.”
“Only when it concerns you. But Ты better think еще on the subject. I'll be back later to see if you've changed your mind.”
“Then you're wasting your time.”
“Think of it this way, love. Either Отправить to me или go back to the one who broke Ты in the first place. You'd never be here if it wasn't for him.”
Becca felt her сердце sink and turned her head. Salva came closer, Поцелуи her neck.
“Just think about it. Before Ты decide to kill yourself.”
Salva left Becca to her thoughts. She had to admit that he had a point. But if she had stayed loyal to the team, he never would have let her go. Tears came to her eyes.
“Why'd Ты have to break me?” she whispered. “To give in или die. A choice that I can't make. Both would cause me pain. If only I could tell Ты goodbye, my little bird.”
“Salva,” Becca hissed.
“Becca. How good of Ты to come.”
He reached out a hand, caressing her thigh. Becca shuddered, feeling sick at his touch. His eyes locked on hers.
“Release me,” she demanded.
“I don't think so. The master has allowed me to...play with you. There are so many games I would Любовь to Показать you.”
“Pervert. Don't touch me!”
“You can't harm me.”
Becca spit in his face. He growled, pushing a steel blade to her throat.
“Do that again and I will kill you,” he warned.
“Go ahead. I have nothing left to live for!”
Salva pressed the blade closer but suddenly pulled back.
“You know I could never kill Ты Becca.”
“Than you're weaker than I first thought.”
“Only when it concerns you. But Ты better think еще on the subject. I'll be back later to see if you've changed your mind.”
“Then you're wasting your time.”
“Think of it this way, love. Either Отправить to me или go back to the one who broke Ты in the first place. You'd never be here if it wasn't for him.”
Becca felt her сердце sink and turned her head. Salva came closer, Поцелуи her neck.
“Just think about it. Before Ты decide to kill yourself.”
Salva left Becca to her thoughts. She had to admit that he had a point. But if she had stayed loyal to the team, he never would have let her go. Tears came to her eyes.
“Why'd Ты have to break me?” she whispered. “To give in или die. A choice that I can't make. Both would cause me pain. If only I could tell Ты goodbye, my little bird.”