Page 162 of Knot To Be
ROSALIA
The warehouse is actually largerthan I could have imagined, and I am currently hiding behind a thick pole as people search for me.
“Where the fuck is she?” Avery growls, making me cringe. She’s way too close for comfort. “She’s been gone for forty fucking minutes.”
At first, the water my body dripped made a direct trail for people to find me, but my wet footprints eventually dried out after my fourth blind turn around a corner. I can hear machinery clunking around me, and I wonder what Avery is up to.
It could be literally anything, but my mind moves toward nefarious options as I suck in air.
Focus Rosa.I have to save myself before I can worry about helping anyone else. If she’s this worried about selling me, then it doesn’t sound as if she has any other money coming in. There’s no way to know what she’s doing with the other income she made from selling her other human inventory.
Closing my eyes for a second, I listen to Avery as she speaks to her little assistant.
“How far could she honestly go, Avery?” Tina asks. “No clothes, no shoes, no money. Don’t worry about her. Focus on me. You don’t really miss Zeno, it was a little crush, yeah? I will find you another alpha with a big cock. Now, the listing for the?—”
“Promise?” Avery asks in a childlike pout. Of course that’s what gets her attention. This woman kidnapped and tortured me, she doesn’t get to act like this.
Keeping my breaths silent and even, I stare up at the ceiling as if it’ll have answers for me. Unfortunately, they don’t exist there, but it keeps me from making any kind of noise.
“Yes, Miss,” Tina says slowly, transitioning back to her professional manner. “Are we ready to listen now?”
“Yes. Tell me how you’re going to make me lots of money!” she squeals.
“Good. Okay, I have a listing and created an experience for the men who are buying these slots. We are capping it at eight alphas. I’m ready to make the listing live, but I need you to approve the snuff session…”
My heart begins to pound as Tina’s voice drifts off and they begin to walk away. I will not allow them to use me like this. Absolutely not. I will not die while someone blows his load inside of me.
No no no!
A strangled scream escapes my lips without my bidding, and I silently clamp my hand over my mouth before looking around the pole to see if anyone heard me.
“The fuck was that? Sounded like a sheep was dying,” someone mutters.
Unfortunately, the concrete pole obstructs my view, so all I can do is dash out and hope for the best. Ignoring the startledshout behind me, I keep running. I definitely would have been found in my hiding place.
A thick arm clotheslines me mid dash, and my feet fly out from underneath me as I fall onto my back. I can’t breathe as I choke from the force of it and someone zip ties my hands and feet. Tina smirks behind the large guard, saying, “Lift her head for me, would you, Bart?”
“Of course, Miss.”
Bart yanks my head up, forcing my body to follow despite being immobilized.
“Now tilt it back.”
A jug of water is opened as I hang there, my nostrils up in the air even as I struggle to move. My toes barely touch the floor due to how I’m being held, and I gasp in breaths as anxiety claws at me.
A little bit of fluid seems innocent, right? Except, I doubt she’s offering me a drink.
“Let’s see how much piss and vinegar you have in your veins after this, shall we?” Tina murmurs cruelly.
Using two hands, she dumps water over my face. In a matter of seconds, my body believes it’s drowning again. Maybe it’s because I’ve recently experienced it, or because being water boarded has evil magic, but I begin to gurgle, fight, and inhale water as the water is poured over my face. It’s not until the jug is empty that Tina steps back.
Bart drops me to the ground where I expel as much of the water as possible, vomiting and being generally pathetic after what my body believes to be another brush with death.
“Take her to one of the cages. I need to finish my business with the boss. You there! Come clean this up,” Tina yells.
I continued to lay facedown on the ground, focused on breathing, hoping I’ll be able to torture Tina slowly one day. Although, I need to survive her in order to be able to do that.
“Yes, Miss.”
