Page 6 of Blade: Blade Outlawz MC

My thoughts were going crazy, and I would completely lose my mind soon.

Suddenly, I heard keys at the door, so I sat up and sat against the headboard.

I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes whenhedarkened the doorway.

“I brought you some food.” He came into the room with a tray and closed the door.

I glanced at him and the food.

“You think I’m going to eat that so you can kill me?” I crossed my arms over my chest.

He moved closer to the bed and leaned down in my face. “Baby girl, if I wanted to kill you, you would have been on the side of the road where I found you. Now, if you want the food, it’s there.” He nodded to the tray he placed on the floor.

A thought occurred to me, and my eyes lit up.

“Oh, don’t think you are going to use a knife or fork to get out of here because them shits is plastic.” He winked, and a devious smile stretched across his face.

I stared at his perfectly white teeth.

How can a man so fine be so damn evil?

A weird look passed in his eyes before he licked his lips and stood to his full height. I glanced at the door, then at him again.

“Don’t even think about it.” He shook his head, then walked away. He stopped when he got to the door. “There’s a bathroom you can use. I’m not that heartless.”

His laughter sent a chill through me. It was scary but, oddly, turned me on.

He left, closed the door, and I heard him lock it.

I got up, and that was when I finally noticed the door. Slowly opening it, I peeked in and saw that it was a full-size bathroom, but it wasn’t shit in it but toilet paper. I had to pee badly, so I went, but I wasn’t sitting on that toilet. It looked clean, but I had to remind myself I was in my kidnapper’s house.

After I finished in the bathroom, I went back and sat on the bed. The food looked good enough to eat, but I was hesitant. I still wasn’t convinced that it wasn’t poisoned. I went back and forth with the thought of eating, but my stomach growling decided for me.

I prayed that if it did kill me, that it would be fast.

“I have to find a way out of here.” While I ate, I thought of how I could escape. I hadn’t come up with a solid plan, but something was going to have to give.

Isat in my bedroom watching Pepper on the hidden camera that was in the bedroom I kept her in. She was frustrated about being in such an empty room, but little did she know, my most prized possessions were in that room.

It was thousands of dollars’ worth of weapons and jewels hidden behind the walls. I wasn’t worried about her finding them because it was impossible to the naked eye. My brother and I were the only two who could access them, and he only would if something happened to me.

I didn’t blame her for wanting to not eat the food, because I wouldn’t have either. She didn’t know shit about me, and I could have poisoned her, but I didn’t. I genuinely wanted her to eat. I wasn’t that heartless.

My chest tightened when I noticed her crying. I didn’t know if it was because of me or something else. If it was about someone else, then we would have a problem. I wanted Pepper for myself, but after figuring out when to take out her father. She deserved to live a better life. That other nigga she was fucking with wasn’t good enough for her.

It was the next day, and I thought someone would have tried looking for her, but I hadn’t heard anything. It made me wonder if her father knew yet, or if he just didn’t care. I wanted to thinkhe just didn’t know yet. It hadn’t been that long, so maybe he just thought she was working or something.

I decided to stop watching her when I saw her eyes close. She finally decided to get under the covers because, for hours, she stayed on top of them like she was afraid to put them on her. The bed and the linen were brand new, so she had nothing to worry about.

I got out of bed to head to the gym on the other side of the house. I needed to work off the sexual frustration I got from watching Pepper for hours. Her and that smart ass mouth made my dick so hard it hurt. I could have called someone else to relieve it for me, but I wasn’t in the mood. Plus, I didn’t want to leave Pepper in the house alone for too long. She couldn’t get out, but still.

Pepper’s face and titties popped into my head as I punched the heavy bag. I thought about how it would look to have her lips wrapped around my dick and how she would look with my cum on her titties.

“Fuck!” I punched the bag hard for one last time. It was supposed to help me take my mind off her, not thinking about fucking hard.

Since that didn’t work, I went over to the treadmill to run. Something had to give. I couldn’t walk around with a hard dick all day, because I would surely end up with blue balls.

I turned the radio up and listened to J. Cole as I increased the speed on the treadmill.

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