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I nod again, embarrassed and also a bit confused about my reaction. “Where are we going?” I ask.

“You’ll see, baby. It’ll be a surprise.” Sebastian shifts his body and I feel his erection against my backside then. He adjusts himself in his pants and then goes toward the door before I can ask more questions. What the hell is happening?

The car ride over is mostly quiet. I am almost afraid to look at him, it seems like he’s angry with me about the whole Nate run in. But really, I know if he’s angry, it’s with Nate.

“Hey,” I say, “I know I’ve been in your place for a while now, and I know that’s not really what you signed up for.” I have been wanting to ask him this for days now, but couldn’t muster up the courage. I hesitate, then continue, “If you want, I can move back in with Corrine. We could get an alarm at the place, which I think would help me feel safer. And I could come back to work regularly. I think the routine..” I’m stopped by Sebastian’s hand on my leg.

“Riley. I don’t think you’re understanding. You being anywhere but with me is no longer an option. Your body will never be touched again by another man. You are not moving out of my place because it’s now your place too. You and I are not a passing fantasy, Riley. You are my fucking universe. Do you understand?”

I am too shocked to respond. I knew Sebastian had feelings, but I also have been fearing he’d grow tired of the “one woman” forever idea. But I have been trying to deny the fact that I only see Sebastian when I think of my future.

Before I can give words to my thoughts, we pull up to a giant warehouse in the middle of nowhere. We’ve been driving for a long time, and I just assumed we were headed to a hotel, or maybe one of Sebastian’s other homes. But this is not what I expected.

The warehouse is plain, a large gray building with high walls and only one door in front. “What is this?” I’m staring at Sebastian now, wondering what he could possibly be doing.

“Just come,” he says, leading me to the door. There’s a lock pad on the door, and Sebastian types in a code casually, like he’s been here a million times. I’m nervous, but also feel like whatever he’s up to, I’m okay if he’s here. He pushes the door open and gestures for me to go through. I remain frozen in place and he grabs for my hand, pulling me into him. He rests his head on mine.

“This is for us Riley,” he says, breathing deeply into the top of my head and running his fingers through my hair. “Let’s go.”

With that, I let him hold my hand and walk me through the door. Once inside, I look around and see cabinets lining the entire back wall. This place is huge, and eerie. Out of the corner of my eye, I see something move to my right and then I notice the table. It looks like a table in an operating room. And there’s a body on it. But I’d recognize that man anywhere. It’s Nate.

Chapter 70

Sebastian

“Wh-What’s going on Sebastian?” Riley stutters out, spinning on her heel to face me. She pins me with wide eyes. I can see the fear in her face and fuck me if that doesn’t make my dick hard. The thought of taking her right here and now flicks through my mind. She’s ready for me, she just doesn't know it yet, but she will soon enough. I've been a patient man but it's wearing thin.

“This is your surprise,” I say as I lean back against the door we just entered, kicking one foot up and crossing my arms.

She glares at me but I just stare back with a blank face.

“Flowers are a surprise. Dinner is a surprise. A fucking picnic is a surprise!” She seethes, her voice getting louder. “My soon-to-be-stalker/kidnapper/Ex-husband, bound and gagged is NOT a fucking surprise!”

“I'm not really the flower or picnic type of guy,” I say casually. “But for you, I could make an exception.”

She glares at me. “That's not really the point I'm trying to make, Sebastian. If you're trying to woo me, this isn't the way to do it.”

My eyes narrow and I stalk towards her. She visibly gulps when I wrap my hand around her neck and tilt her face up to mine. “Maybe I wasn't clear enough in the car, little mouse. You are mine, I don't need to woo you, we both know it. If it makes you feel better to pretend to fight that fact, I'll play along. Hell, I'll even buy you flowers if you feel it necessary.”

My grip tightens on her throat causing her to whimper and bite her lip. I smirk while leaning towards her ear. “But make no mistake Riley, you are mine now, and there is absolutely nothing that is going to change that.”

I hear movement and look over Riley to see Nate is waking up from his beauty rest. He sees me with my hand around Rileys throat and immediately starts thrashing on the medical table he is strapped to. I ignore him and look around the room, finally taking in our surroundings.

This place is outrageous but I would expect nothing less from the Manitellies. This is what a true mafia torture house must look like. There are various devices all along the wall. Anything from small knives and razor blades to what looks to be electric shock pads, and even some items I have never seen before.

Another wall is flush with display cabinets. I don't have to open them to see the medical supplies completely stocked within. Every pharmaceutical you could think of is neatly organized inside. Antonio is OCD as fuck so I already know this is his doing. I roll my eyes when I realize the drugs are even in alphabetical order. I'm not going to complain though, this is fantastic. I'll have to have a conversation with Andre about why I didn't know about this place sooner. Whistling to myself, I grab a scalpel off a rolling cart and turn towards Nate. His eyes widen as I approach and he starts wiggling his body. It's no use though. He's strapped to the table like a patient in a nuthouse. I start a thin slice down the front of his shirt just deep enough to slice it open and barely knick his skin. He screams through the gag like a little bitch. I scoff “Really, Nate? You have been working for Lockhart for this long now and a little slice like that is going to send you screaming already?”

He stops screaming and glares at me.

I slice the gag off him and he immediately starts screaming at me “You Motherfucker. He’s going to kill you! Riley baby, come here. Untie me Riley. I’m your husband.”

I turn towards Riley and lift my brow. She just stands there. I think maybe she’s in shock.

“You fucking bitch! Why are you just standing there? Get the fuck over here and untie me before…” I backhand him, sending blood flying from his mouth before he can finish his sentence.

“Don’t talk to her. She no longer belongs to you,” I say gripping his jaw. “What kind of work have you been doing for Lockhart?”

He starts laughing incessantly. This guy is completely off his rocker. I slap him and he stops laughing.

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