Break Me (Taken Series Book 2) (5 page)

              “I need you to keep an eye on my uncle tonight. Watch him like a hawk. I don’t want him leaving your sight for even a second. There are to be no issues tonight and if he gets close to here then you take him out.” No way in hell will I take any chances that my uncle will cause a scene during one of the most important business parties I’ll have this year. These clients don’t want to worry about their reputations because an outsider managed to slip in and fuck shit up. They would be even more pissed to find out my uncle who is a cop, was the one to slip by my guards. That’s bad for business.

              “Got it. Anything else?”

              “That’s it. Give me updates every hour or anytime he leaves somewhere.”

              “I’ll keep you posted every hour unless there is movement.” I nod and dismiss King with a wave of my hand. I can feel a headache coming on and I know if I don’t find a way to get it taken care of it will be difficult to concentrate tonight.

              Putting my files in order, I leave my office and head to my bedroom up the stairs. I need to shower and get ready for tonight in my suit and tie. Even though this night is not a formal gathering, with business men, a suit and tie is expected. This is after all, business and you wouldn’t do business in jeans and a t-shirt. But before I take my shower I need to see how Sierra is doing and if she needs help or anything else for tonight.

              Knocking lightly on her door I ask, “May I come in?” It’s a given that I’m coming in regardless of her answer but at least this way she thinks I have some respect for her privacy.

              “You’re going to anyways so why even bother asking?” Sierra swings the door open as she says this. Her fire and attitude are such a turn on just as much as they piss me off. I love that she still has her spirit but her disrespect towards me at times will not be tolerated. If she were to do that in front of any clients they would teach her a lesson right then and there not caring that she’s mine. They do not tolerate disrespect and it makes me look weak.

              “I bother asking because I know you hate when I tell you instead of ask. Does it matter what you say? Sometimes but on a night like tonight it makes no difference what your answer would have been because I was coming in either way.” Sierra backs up holding the door open for me to enter as I saunter in and head straight for her bed. Sierra closes the door and stays rooted to the spot in front of it trying to stay as far away from me as possible.

              “It’s pointless to ask so stop. What did you need because I am not finished getting ready for tonight. I still have to apply my make-up and put my dress on.” Sierra stands looking irritated with her hands on her hips in only a pair of panties and a bra with her hair curled and half of it pinned up and pulled out of her face. She knows I hate when she leaves her hair down to where it falls in her face so she has been pulling it back in new styles to try to please me.

              “I just wanted to see if you needed anything before I showered and dressed.”

              “I’m fine. I’ve got everything I need already.” Her haughty attitude is starting to grate on my nerves and if it continues I may have to punish her right now and I really would like to have her at the party without any marks marring her skin tonight.

              “You better watch how you talk to me because I can guarantee you that if any of the men here tonight hear you I won’t stop them from whatever it is they plan to do to you as punishment, and I can promise you it won’t be pretty.” Sierra bows her head and instantly deflates at my threat. She knows she has it easy with me and I doubt she would really want to see what these men are capable of.

              “Anything else? I would really like to finish getting ready.” Her voice comes out quiet soft as if realizing she’s lost this round.

              “I mostly just wanted to see you before the party and before everyone else monopolize your time tonight.”

              “My time? I thought I was to stay by your side all night long?” Her panic is evident in her expression.

              “You will be by my side for most of the night but you may be handed off at some point to help in gaining a buyer.”
              “Handed off? I’m not a piece of meat. I’m a person. I’m also yours which means I should be with you all night. Not some other man.” I love hearing that she’s mine but I know she is only saying that because she doesn’t want another man touching her. But this is business and if they ask to sample her than I’ll let them.

              Originally I didn’t want to share her with anyone else but since I cannot make her my business partner until she loves me and is committed to this life, then she is just like every other girl. My feelings have not changed. I love her but I am not going to wait around forever for her to decide when she wants to love me back.

              “You’re mine to do with as I please and if that means passing you off to someone else then that’s what I will do and you can’t stop me. I suggest you be on your best behavior tonight. If it makes it easier then I will give you something to fog your mind so you don’t have to be there mentally.”

              “No. No I don’t want to take anything. I want my mind clear so I can remember what a fucking bastard you are.” It takes me two steps to reach her and close my fingers around her neck.

              “How dare you pin this on me? I told you all you needed to do was love me and you would have everything you could possibly want. You would have money, cars, jewels, even a family if that’s what you truly desired. I may hate kids but I would give you them because I love you but you don’t love me and this is a sort of punishment for you until you do. Just know it’s not all personal. Some of this is business.”

              I pry my fingers off of her neck as Sierra touches her skin where I gripped her with tears shimmering in her eyes. She’s pissed at me now that I’ve touched her but she needed to understand that nobody talks to me like that and gets away with it unscathed. I went easy on her this time but I won’t be so nice if it happens again.

              I grab for the door handle and Sierra quickly shuffles over to her bed out of striking distance but that won’t stop me if I need to strike her again. Just as I pull the door open I turn for one last thing. “Oh and don’t wear your bra or panties. I don’t want to see that you have any panty lines.” I leave, shutting the door behind me then head back to my room to shower and ready myself.

              I never realized how stressful having a relationship could be. Is this what it’s like for everyone? Ok well maybe not everyone but the frustrations and arguments can’t only be something I’m experiencing. I don’t really have any reference to what a relationship is like. I barely remember my childhood and who my dad was with but I believe they were all slaves, so no relationship there. My uncle says he refuses to be in a relationship because that means he would have to be faithful and that just wasn’t possible for him. I can understand that because it’s just not right being with just one woman. I may have thought it was possible if you loved someone but I have figured out that love doesn’t stop the urges when you are attracted to more than one girl.

              I guess I’m just used to the girls we keep in this business because it doesn’t take long for them to learn their place and once they do they never argue or fight back. It’s always ‘yes sir’ or ‘if it pleases you sir.’ But I can’t hate all of it because Sierra’s fire and fight is such a turn on just as much as it pisses me off.

              I shower and dress quickly, heading back downstairs to wait for my guests to start arriving. Sierra is already waiting for me by the pool table looking sexy as fuck in the dress I chose for her to wear tonight. Its skin tight showing off every curve in her figure and has me salivating in my mouth. I so badly want to just bend her over the pool table and pound into her knowing she has nothing else on underneath. I’m going to have a hard time keeping my cock in my pants tonight when it comes to her.

              “Fucking perfect. You are going to have the men fighting to get a chance with you.”

              “Are you going to pass me off to every man who wants me?”

              “I haven’t decided yet. Let’s see how the night plays out. But whatever my decision is you need to not fight it or you will regret it. Like I said before, these men are not to be fucked with and if you like the freedom you have here I would suggest you do as they say or you may find yourself in an even worse situation than what you have here.” Her eyes go wide and I know she is starting to understand that she’s got it easy.

              “Alright I understand. Just… Could you please consider keeping me by your side all night?”

              “I’ll think about it but like I said, I need to see how the night plays out before I make any decisions.” She nods her head and I know she’s regretting how she acted earlier when I stopped by her room.

              It’s not long before the guest start appearing and I signal to one of my men to bring in a few of our regular girls to work the room. They are here to please these men by giving them whatever they want. If that means fucking, blowjobs or as simple as a drink they are to give it to them. I’ve had parties like this before and it seems that every man who came took what was offered privately and publicly. There were some who used a designated bedroom to get their rocks off and then some who decided to get off while going over business. Girls rode their cocks or sucked their dicks as if nobody was watching. It’s the way of life for these men and they don’t give a fuck who watches. It seems as if tonight is no different as I walk around watching men get pleasured by the best girls I have. These girls are not to be sold but are strictly for pleasure. I guess you could say I’m their pimp but I don’t let just anyone around these girls. These girls get the big bucks. They are my call girls I guess you could say. They are either sent out to a private residence or brought in for a party as long as I approve. I also have girls that work in a house I had purchased under King’s name for the general public. They’re not as gorgeous as my high end girls but they get the job done. They just make less due to the clientele that come in.

              Just as I thought, all the men salivate over Sierra wanting a piece of her. I have yet to hear of a decent offer for her time and I’m starting to think maybe I should just keep her for myself tonight. The party is in full swing and I have my guys ready the items for auction. When I say ready them I mean shoot them up with drugs. Make sure they are pliant and their minds are foggy so they are easier to maneuver the way I want. They are all tied up with their hands behind their backs as a precaution in case they try to fight my men as they are brought in to show before the bidding starts. I have one of my men run the auction for me so I can watch who bids on what. It helps me get a better idea on what they look for when buying from me.

              I know it bothers Sierra to watch as these men bid on women and children so I have the auction happening in the main living room and I let her stand by the staircase so she doesn’t have to watch. I’ve grown up watching these auctions happen but on a much smaller scale and not as often as I’ve had them. It doesn’t bother me like it did when I was a child and this is business. I can’t let personal feelings or right and wrong get in the way of business. Why do people consider this wrong when it’s happened all throughout history? Men, women and children were bought and sold all over for many things and this is no different than history shows. People have just let their feelings over rule their life and now half the world has come to believe that this is wrong.

              I watch as the men bid high. The women and children that are being auctioned are exactly what these men like and they continue to outbid each other to get what they want. I’ve never done this myself but I can see the appeal.

              I glance back to Sierra as I see her eyes shimmer with tears. I don’t mean to make her cry but she hasn’t accepted this life yet. Eventually her heart will harden and this will be just like any other day and the women and children being sold will mean nothing to her. As I watch her try to hold back her sobs by sniffling and taking deep breaths I decide to help her by distracting her. I’ve watched enough of the auction to know that I have found what these men are looking for and there is no need for me to watch any longer so I amble over to where she stands. Pulling her into my embrace I hush her with soothing words of love as I rub her back in slow circles in a calming manner. Slowly her quiet sobs subside.

              “I know this is hard for you to understand but eventually this will get easier and you will be able to watch without hurting.”

              “How could you even think that I would ever be ok with this? They are children for Christ’s sake. Children whose families miss them and love them and you stole these innocents away from them to be sold like cattle. They will be beaten and raped and there are some that are as young as five. Five! You are all disgusting monsters. These women and children will forever be ruined because of you.”

              “It’s life. Sometimes you’re lucky and sometimes you’re not. They are obviously not lucky but you are. You could be one of them right now. I could still put you in the line-up. I bet I’d get a load of money for you. More than any the girls are getting right now that’s for sure. It’s not too late.” The look on her face shows me that is the last thing she wants to happen but her eyes are telling me just how much she hates me right now. She doesn’t speak but I know she would much rather not be sold like the rest of them. “I didn’t think you wanted to be auctioned off but don’t test me. I am sick of your shit. Don’t doubt that I won’t sell you. I may love you but I’m beginning to realize that maybe you’re just not worth the effort.”