Page 74 of Lexi, Property of Rhyder

Gail nods and says, “Of course.”

Master takes one last look at me, then walks inside the house followed by Stefano.

“Thank you, Gail. It’s so beautiful today, I hate the idea of going inside so soon.”

“It’s a glorious day,” she replies, looking out toward the fields.

“Can we go for a walk?”

“Yes, but not too far. Can I trust you not to run? I wouldn’t want you to get shot.” Gail looks over at the men who are standing around the winery with shotguns in their hands securing the land. “Because theywillshoot and ask questions later.”

I nod. “I promise.”

“Good, let’s go.” Gail looks so young and carefree today. She has her hair out, and it’s flowing freely in the wind. We walk around the land, and each time I try and confide in her, she just listens and doesn’t say anything.

This woman is smart, and she gives me nothing. I’m hoping sooner or later she will come to trust me, and maybe help me escape. Gail tells me about her family back home in Mexico, which I listen to intently. It feels like two friends out on a sunny day strolling around and talking normally. Yet, here, I am a prisoner, stolen by a millionaire and kept to do his bidding.

We lose track of time as we sit next to a tree that’s offering some shade. It’s a little secluded here, and the security guards are now out of sight.

This would make a good escape point.Icommit it to memory for later.

“Am I interrupting?”

I turn around to see Master standing there.

Gail stands immediately, her relaxed and carefree appearance now panicked. “Sorry, Sir Lawrence, we lost track of time.”

His eyes are on me when he replies to Gail, “Our guest has left.”

She fiddles with her hands before she says, “I’ll go prepare some lunch.”

I look up at Gail. “Thanks, that would be nice.”

Gail smiles, nods at Master, and heads back to the house.

Master walks around and squats in front of me, then pulls back a strand of hair that’s loosened from my braid and tucks it behind my ear. “You look beautiful today, Red.”

Something about his compliment makes me shy, and I blush.

Master grins. “A compliment makes you blush. Oh, Red, how I would love to see you naked when you blush. Watch that red creep up your chest, neck, and then land on your cheeks.”

I still, my heart’s beating loudly at his words, and he laughs. Master leans in and whispers in my ear, “I think you might like that, too. Would I be right?”

I swallow the lump that is caught firmly in my throat and pull back. “In your dreams.”

He lets out a boisterous laugh. “Oh, Red, you’re a bad liar. I bet if I touched your pussy right now, you would be hot for me.”

Shocked, I attempt to stand and get the hell out of there, but he grabs me just in time. “Let me go,” I yell, my words coming out like snake’s venom.

Master hugs me to him, lifts and turns me so I’m now sitting on his lap and facing him.

“Let me go,” I growl, thrashing out angrily, my hair becoming loose from the movement.

Master’s hands run behind my back, and he pulls the tie to my braid out, and tangles his fingers in my hair, causing my hair to fall around my shoulders.

Time stands still.

His eyes become lustful and sinfully hard.

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