Page 12 of Seduction

I walk closer to the bag, staring it down for a minute before screaming and attacking it with everything I have. I’ve been unlocked now.

I start punching and kicking, screaming profanities as angry tears fall down my face.

The sharp feel of my muscles working as I beat the shit out of the bag in front of me is draining, but also helps me escape.

I feel the effects of this rage start to pull my energy as I kick and punch a few more times, slowing down as the last of my energy leaves me panting and tired.

Torren just watches it all silently by the door, never once stopping me or interfering in any way.

I have no words. Nothank you. Noyou’re an asshole. Nothing.

I walk past him and back to my room.

I fall back down on my bed once I’m there, and stare out the window for what feels like a lifetime. The world hasn’t stopped spinning, but to me, it feels like it has.

I feel cold, empty and numb right now, and I’m not so sure that’s better than the emotions or not, but, thanks to Tor, I feel alive again. Even if I’m sort of shutting them out for now.

Oliver

The rhythmic tapping of my fingers across my keyboard does nothing to soothe the ache in my soul over Haliee.

It’s all my fault Brent was taken. If I had been focused on my job instead of my heart, this never would have happened.

I know he chose this, but I can’t help feeling like I screwed up and betrayed her trust in me.

As my fingers keep flying across the keys, while monitor after monitor flick images in and out, I’m growing hopeless in finding Brent’s whereabouts.

I haven’t seen a single thing to show he’s being held somewhere in town, which means this Dimitri guy is holding him somewhere outside of my cameras and I’m pissed off about it.

She’s scared and cautious of everything now, and rightfully so.

I know she’s a tough girl with everything she’s been through, but even I was shaken the first time after seeing Creed’s demon unleashed, and I wasn’t face to face with him like she was. Add on the fact that she feels like we lied, and her father is missing? It’s a lot for anyone to take.

I’m trying to make this better for her, to make my fuck up right, but I keep coming up empty-handed. It’s like these fuckers appear and disappear without a trace.

It’s impressive but it also pisses me off.

They don’t stay away from town, but it’s never the same guy and they always just disappear like they were never here, without me being able to track them.

No one we’ve come up against has ever had this ability like we do.

While I relish a challenge, this isn’t one I like competing in. Not with Haliee’s heart on the line.

I come to a halt in my desperate search and start to think of ways to cheer her up until we can get her father back.

I glance over at a shelf of forgotten board games, and a smile graces my face for the first time in the last few days since everything happened.

Jumping up and snatching them down, I rub the dust covering them and pray this helps her.

I take the stairs two at a time with my loot tucked under my arm and make my way to her room.

Knocking gently, I enter and see she’s still lying in bed staring helplessly out the window. Her emotions have been wild since she got here, so I have no clue what mood I’m about to face with her.

“Hey there, Angel. Wanna play with me?” I ask her teasingly.

“Go away, Ollie,” she responds, unmoving.

“Come on! It’ll be fun, you’ll see!” I reply, making my way over to her bed. “I found the good stuff too! It’s your choice. Anything you want! Twister? Chess? Monopoly? I’ll even make sure Creed doesn’t flip the table when he loses like a bitch,” I tell her, trying to put some excitement into my tone.

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