Chapter 13

She was jittery about sharing her secret, worried he’d be angry. But he deserved to know the truth.

“I’m not twenty-two. I’m only nineteen.” She braced herself for his outburst, his anger, but it never came.

He stood up, raking his fingers through his hair as he paced the room. “Shit. Nineteen. That’s eight years younger than me. But it’s not so bad. You’re still legal.”

He moved to sit beside her. “I’m glad you told me.”

“You’re not upset?” she asked.

“You’re younger than I’d prefer. But no, I’m not upset.” He wrapped his arms around her again, pulling her close. “I swear I’ll get you away from those jerks. Let’s go back to bed.”

As she lay in his arms, she looked up at him. “I’m really sorry about taking that money from your wallet. I’ve never stolen before, and I felt awful about it. Can you forgive me?”

“I know you were desperate, so there’s nothing to forgive.”

The next day they stayed in, venturing out later for a swim in the pool, and later still, they ordered room service.

“I wish we could stay like this forever,” she murmured that night after they’d made love.

“Me too. But my life is back in Las Vegas,” he replied, holding her until she drifted off to sleep.

He stayed awake, mulling over how he could extract her from her current situation and those people.

When he woke up, she was still nestled in his arms. He’d always valued his personal space in bed, but for some reason, he didn’t mind her sleeping in his arms.

She opened her eyes and smiled at him. “Morning,” she said. Her lips found his neck, and she began to kiss him, moving down to his chest.

Feeling his hard, warm skin against hers, she felt a surge of desire. Her core pulsing and pussy wet, she climbed on top of him. “How soon do we have to get ready to catch our flight?”

“We have plenty of time for what you’re thinking,” he said, and with a swift move, he flipped her onto her back, now he was the one on top.

“This will have to be quick,” he said, not wasting any time to be inside her.

Once they were seated on the plane, she leaned back and gazed out the window. “I’m going to miss Italy.”

She turned to him. “I really do thank you for bringing me here. Everything was perfect. The people, the food, all of it.”

“You were perfect,” he said, taking her hand and kissing it. “I’ve been thinking about your situation, and a week isn’t long enough to come up with a plan to get you away from those people.

“So I’m going to call the site and tell them I want to book you for another month.”

“Kyle, I already told you they won’t do that. They don’t want the client and kitten bonding and getting close.”

He rubbed his chin, trying to think of a workaround. “I got it. I’ll have my friend Joe call and hire you for the month.”

“You want me to be Joe’s sex kitten?”

He grabbed her hand when she tried to pull away.

“Not the way you’re thinking. I’ll get him to book you, and you’ll still be with me, only they’ll think you’re with the new client. It will give me more time to figure things out.”

“What makes you think he’ll do it?”

“We’re friends. Once I explain what’s going on, he’ll help us. Look, I don’t want you to worry. Everything is going to work out. I promise.”

They were both exhausted by the time the plane landed and were relieved to get back to his hotel.

As soon as they walked into the lobby, he was approached by a couple of his employees, who wanted to talk with him.

“You go on up to the suite. I’ll join you soon.” He turned to the clerk and instructed him to have someone go up with her and carry the bags.

He had just arrived as she emerged from the shower. She was wrapped in a towel, her hair still wet, with droplets of water trickling down her shoulders onto her breasts.

His eyes sparkled as he walked over to her. “You are in grave danger right now.”

“From who?” she asked, her eyes widening as she looked at him.

“From me,” he answered, ripping off her towel and pushing her down on the bed. He grinned at her as he quickly shed his clothes.

He climbed into bed and positioned himself on top of her, his lips meeting hers as his hand roamed her body.

After satisfying their lust, they got dressed, and she cooked them something to eat while he called Joe, asking him to come over.

They were just finishing their meal when there was a loud knock at the door. “That will be Joe,” he said. He got up and walked into the other room to let him in.

“How was your trip?” Joe asked, sitting down and accepting the drink Kyle offered him.

“It was really good. We had a great time.”

“So what was so urgent that I had to rush over?”

Just then Kiera entered the room and sat down next to him. She said hello, but being shy around Joe, she kept quiet and let the men talk.

“Joe, I need you to do something for me. It’s really important.”

“Anything, buddy. Just name it.”

“I want you to go on the Sex Kitten site and hire Kiera for a month when my time is up.”

Joe looked from him to her and back again. “Wait a minute. You told me I couldn’t do that when I mentioned it, and now you want her to be with me.”

Kyle shook his head. “No, not like that. I just want you to book her. I would do it myself, but they won’t allow it.

“She’ll be staying with me. You just have to be the one to request her. I will give you the money. It’s not going to cost you a dime.”

“But why? I can’t wrap my head around it.”

Kyle laid it all out for Joe, explaining that it was a human trafficking site and how the girls were forced into this life. He relayed everything Kiera had shared with him.

“I need time to figure out a plan to get her out and maybe even shut them down.”

Joe leaned back, shaking his head. “Shit, it’s sickening to think about those girls being forced into sex slavery. You’re saying some of these girls are as young as fourteen?” he asked, his gaze on Kiera.

“Yes, I was one of the fortunate ones. I was just put up for sale, and Kyle was my first client. I wasn’t there long enough to be raped, just starved and beaten for a few days.

“I could have ended up with someone who would have abused me.” She looked at Kyle but was speaking to Joe. “He was good to me, kind. He never hurt me.”

“Hand me your laptop. I’ll do it now.”

“No, it’s safer if you use your own, just in case they trace it back to the same computer. We don’t want them catching on to our plan.”

“How far are you willing to go?”

“Give them whatever they demand. As soon as you hear from them, call me, and I’ll transfer the money into your account.

“Be cautious with these people. They’re dangerous. If you’re not comfortable doing this, I’ll understand. I don’t know what’s going to happen, and I hate to put you in danger.”

“I’ve got your back, Kyle, and besides, I can handle myself. I’ll head home now and get started. We wouldn’t want someone else outbidding us.”

He stood up and looked at Kiera. “We’ll get you out of this mess.”

“Thank you,” she said, her gratitude overwhelming.

After Joe left, they sat back down. “What happens now?” she asked, reaching for his hand.

“We wait for Joe to call us, and tomorrow we’ll go to the police station and report the site.”

She jumped up and stared down at him. Fear made her body tremble. “We can’t do that. If they find out I talked to the cops, they’ll kill me and you too.

“Kyle, you and your whole family will be in danger. These monsters won’t hesitate to kill you, or your niece. No, I won’t put you all in danger.”

“Judy’s husband is an FBI agent. He can investigate them and have them shut down and put in prison.

“He can also protect his family. We have to tell him, not just for you but for all those girls who are kept and used as sex slaves. Think of them.”

“Your brother-in-law is a cop? You never told me that. And I was in his home.”

“It never came up. Maybe it would be best if I had him come here and tell him what’s going on. That way no one will see you going to the station. We’ll let him handle it.

“Kiera, it’s the only way. They have to be stopped.”

Trembling with fear, she let him hold her.

“I’ll call him tomorrow after Joe has secured the deal. I’m not sure how this will work, but I want to make sure you’re with me when it all goes down.”

She looked up at him. Her lips quivered. “Why are you doing this for me?”

“Don’t you know?” he asked, his hand gently touching her cheek.

She shook her head.

“It’s because I’ve fallen in love with you.”

“I love you too,” she said through her tears.

“I fell in love with you just before we left for Italy. But I never dreamed that you would ever love me. I thought I was nothing but a prostitute to you.”

“I told you once before never to talk about yourself in that way. You were kidnapped and forced to comply with their demands. You are a victim. I know people, and I know you are a good person.”

His arms wrapped around her. His kiss was hot and passionate as he lifted her up and laid her down on the sofa.

They undressed each other slowly. Their hands and lips explored every inch of the other’s body. He moved inside her, making her squirm and moan.

It felt so good, better than before, and maybe that was partly because they had raw sex; the condom was forgotten. He could have stopped, or she could have, but neither one wanted to.

They stayed on the sofa. He covered them with the throw that hung over the back. She lay on top of him, her head on his chest.

They ended up sleeping there until morning. He woke first and carefully rolled her onto her back, making sure not to wake her.

He covered her up and went to shower and change. He had to go downstairs and tend to business. He left her a note saying where he was and telling her not to open the door for anyone.

He gave her a kiss on top of her head and left his suite.

She woke up and smiled when she read his note. She was already missing him, but she also knew he had a business to run.

She dropped the cover and went and took a shower. She was shocked to see all the love bites that covered her breasts and inner thighs.

A smile crossed her face just thinking about how passionate and intense his lovemaking had been. Every inch of her felt sore. It was a wonder she was able to get up and walk.

He had been gone for hours, and she was getting bored, so she thought she would go down and see if he was in his office. She was hoping they could have lunch together.

She put on one of the dresses he bought her and went down. She went straight to his office and knocked before entering, but he wasn’t there.

She left his office and went to the front desk and asked the person behind the desk if they knew where he was. No one knew, so after an hour of looking for him she went back up to his suite.

“Where the fuck have you been?”

She jumped when she saw him and heard him yelling. “I went down to your office to see if you wanted lunch.”

He grabbed her arm and shook her. “Don’t ever do that again.”

“What are you talking about?” she questioned, her eyes welling up with tears. This side of him was unfamiliar and it frightened her. “Stop it. You’re hurting me,” she whimpered.

He let go of her abruptly and took a step back. “You scared the living hell out of me. I came back and you were gone. I thought something had happened to you, that they’d come and taken you away.”

Seeing her on the brink of tears, he felt a pang of guilt and knew he had to explain himself.

“Kiera, until we’re sure you’re safe, you can’t just wander off alone. Anything could’ve happened to you. Promise me you won’t leave this room again unless I’m right there with you.”

“I didn’t think I was in any danger as long as they knew you still had me for another week.

“I’m sick of being cooped up. I was bored. I just wanted to have lunch with you,” she confessed, her voice shaky.

He drew her into his arms, his hand gently cradling her face. His eyes were filled with worry and concern.

“I’m sorry I left you alone for so long. I’ll order us some room service and spend the rest of the day with you. Tomorrow, you can come with me when I go back down.”

He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.