Page 5 of Bishop

"Get your hands off me!" Gabrielle's fear cuts me to the quick. I've never seen anything like this. Ink, from the Wings of Diablo club, regaled us all with how he was put into a clear box and forced to fight other prisoners, but what Gabrielle and I have just been forced into doesn't seem like something used to watch us fight. Like I ever would fight her anyway.

The guards move to the four corners of the room, and Shade stands right in the center where Gabrielle and I are. He crosses his arms over his chest as if he's waiting for a petulant child to finish their temper tantrum. I take a step in his direction, more than ready to wipe that ridiculous look off his face. The second I do, red dots erupt onto my chest as well as Gabrielle's. If I try to take him out, there's no guarantee they won't kill Gabrielle too. I'm stuck.

"What the hell do you want? Why do you have us in here?" I growl and step back until I can feel Gabi right behind me, using my body the best I know how to protect her.

"I'm glad to see you're finally ready to act like a grown man instead of fighting like a wild beast." Shade smirks before taking a step backward and gesturing with his hands that I should look around. "What you see here is the reason the both of you are still alive. I could have simply sent you to the island with the rest of your biker gang, but it's come to my attention that you two were the reason one of my holding houses was raided by the police. I lost a lot of good women and workers when they took them all away. You can't make up for that, but at least you can make me back some of the money. As you see here, I have a very unique clientele. They want to be thrilled, aroused." His smirk gets wider at the last statement. "And you two are going to help me do that."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

My eyes scan my surroundings once again. Not only do I see people looking down on us, but there are cameras with steady red lights pointing in our direction as well. Whatever they want us to do involves us being recorded.

"Don't play coy with me now. You know what we want you to do." He slowly lets his eyes settle on Gabrielle. Her dark eyes grow wider as she waits for the order I dread is coming.

"Strip."

"Oh, God... please! No!" She whimpers, and once again I'm flush with anger. I don't give a damn about the guns pointed in my direction or who the hell is looking at us right now; there's no way I'm going to rape her. I can't, not Gabrielle. Not her. One of the guards finds his way behind me and strikes me hard with the butt of his gun. My vision pinpoints, and I crumble to the ground, dizzy and disoriented. When I look back up, Shade has his hands around Gabrielle's neck and a pistol placed against her temple.

"What is it that you don't understand? You're going to do what I want one way or another. Either with her, or I can just kill her and find another woman to take her place. What's your choice, Bishop?" Shade snarls and squeezes Gabrielle's neck a little harder, causing her to squeak out her cries.

"Let her go. I can't do this. Just kill me. I don't care what you do to me, just let her go." The words coming out of my mouth sound more like I'm begging than ordering. I'm not too proud to beg for her life.

"That's not your decision. I'm giving you the only choice you have. Either you take her exactly how we want you to take her, or I'll put a bullet in her brain and you'll do what we want with someone else. Be quick with your decision, I'm not a patient man." He shoves Gabrielle in my direction, and I catch her before she can fall flat on the ground.

After taking a few breaths, she looks up at me, tears still cascading down her face.

"You have to do it, Bishop. It's okay." She nods, trying to ease my mind and the growing guilt inside of me.

Of course, I'd fantasized about the first time Gabrielle and I would be intimate with each other. After the day I spent with her while we got the captives taken care of near her home, we'd discovered that she and I have quite a few things in common. It was at the very start of our budding relationship that Shade and his men took us as their prisoners.

There's not been one fantasy I've ever had about Gabrielle that included me raping her. I want to make her feel good, not fear me.

"No. I can't. I can't." I shake my head hard, not wanting anything Gabrielle says to me to sink in. She doesn't deserve this. She doesn't belong here.

"If you don't, they'll kill me, or worse, they'll kill you and I'll be forced to do this with someone else. I trust you, Bishop," her voice softens and she places a shaking hand on mine. "I'd rather it was you than one of them. Please."

"There has to be another way. Something else we can do." I rack my brain trying to think of something. A way for me to get one of the weapons without putting her life in danger. There's nothing.

A sharp tap on the glass captures my attention, and I see one of the so-called clients staring at us with aggravation clear on his face.

"Time's up. Let's go." Shade reaches over and pulls Gabrielle from where she is in front of me, shoving her further into the middle of the room.

"Strip." He orders her again. This time, even with her face still wet from the tears, she does what she's asked.

I turn my head, not wanting to look at her while she does this, hoping to give her even a little bit of privacy. Not that it matters, all of this will be recorded, I'm sure.

"You too, Bishop. I don't have all day." Shade snaps his fingers in my direction.

What I wouldn't give to be able to rip those fingers off and shove them down his throat. I've never hated someone as much as I hate him.

How the hell am I supposed to do this? How can I abuse this woman who's done nothing but try to help me and the people I care about?

My body shakes with unspent anger, but I start to take the little clothes I have on off.

Finally, when both of us are naked, the guards leave the room, and Shade locks the door so Gabrielle and I can't get out.

There's no bed, just a small pad on the ground, barely enough for an animal to sleep on.

This isn't where I'd ever thought would be the first time I'd have sex with Gabrielle, but right now it's clear I don't have much of a choice.

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