Tempted by her Daddies: Chapter 54

The doorbell rang and she frowned.

The guys were all at a meeting at headquarters. They weren’t happy about leaving her behind on her own, but Evette was here.

Besides, she knew they were all still upset about their last work mission. They hadn’t told her what had happened and she wondered if it was about him.

It had to be, right?

However, she didn’t know how to figure that out. She couldn’t ask the guys and frankly, the idea of searching for the information made her feel ill.

And she couldn’t ask him.

Although it made her very nervous that he hadn’t messaged her for an update or information or had one of his lackeys berate her in . . . days. Maybe longer.

Shit.

The doorbell rang again. Where was Evette?

Shrugging, she headed toward the door. She could hear the vacuum going upstairs.

Uh, Evette probably had her headphones on. She was a big country music fan.

Tamsyn checked the peephole.

Huh. That was odd.

She opened the door. “Hi, what are you doing⁠—”

She didn’t even see it coming . . . which she was going to be embarrassed about later.

The pinprick to her neck filled her with horror as she slumped forward, right into his arms.

“Time to go home, bitch.”

Noooo!

Her scream was silent though as darkness overtook her.

Salem glanced down at his phone as Evette rang it.

For the second time.

“Is there something we’re keeping you from, Salem?” Riordan asked.

He was such a dick sometimes.

“Yes, actually. I have to take this.” He left the room, aware that Alexei and Roman followed him.

“What is it?” Alexei asked. “Is it Tamsyn?”

He held up a finger. “Evette? What’s going on?”

“She’s disappeared,” Evette replied, sounding hysterical. Which wasn’t something he was used to from the normally calm, older woman.

“What do you mean, disappeared?” He gestured to Roman and Alexei and they all fast walked toward the elevator. “She must be there somewhere.”

Would she be hiding? But why would she be hiding from Evette?

They exited the elevator and rushed out.

“She’s not! I can’t find her!”

“All right. We’ll be there soon. We’ll find her. Don’t worry.”

Where the fuck was she?

Alexei felt like he was going to lose his mind.

“We should have put a damn tracker on her!” he roared as he paced up and down Roman’s office.

They’d sent Evette home. She’d been upset and blaming herself for Tamsyn’s disappearance.

She wasn’t even sure when Tamsyn had disappeared since she’d been vacuuming with her headphones on.

This wasn’t her fault, though.

Nope. It was all on them.

They should have made certain that she was safe. They should have had someone here watching over her.

“Do the cameras show her leaving?” he asked tightly.

After checking everywhere through the house, they’d come to the conclusion that she had left.

But why?

“We should have cameras everywhere too!”

“Alexei, calm down,” Salem said.

“Our girl is missing and you want me to calm down?”

“Shit. Her phone is here,” Roman said. “I’m going through the camera feed for the front door. But I thought she might have taken her phone and I could track her that way.”

She didn’t have her phone?

“As soon as we find her, we’re putting a tracker on her,” Alexei said. “I don’t care what she says.”

“Here it is. Oh, fuck.”

Alexei froze as Roman swore. It had to be bad if Roman was saying fuck. But he forced himself to move to the computer screen.

Salem started swearing as well. Then he grabbed his phone and left the room.

Alexei didn’t realize what he was looking at for a long moment.

Then it hit him.

They now knew that she hadn’t left on her own. Nope, something much worse had happened.

She’d been drugged and kidnapped.

By Mark fucking Roberts!

“I’m going to kill the fucking bastard!”

Tamsyn woke up slowly.

Pain engulfed her body and she couldn’t figure out where she was. She opened her eyes.

Darkness.

Fear engulfed her.

No, no, no.

She couldn’t be. This was a nightmare. She couldn’t be back here.

Just a dream. Just a dream.

Closing her eyes, she breathed in deep.

In. Out. Calm.

Just imagine that you have Sir’s blindfold on. He’s here, guiding you. You’re safe in his care.

Tamsyn opened her eyes and the darkness hit her again. She had to work hard to control her panicked breaths as she reached out. Her hand met a wall about five inches in front of her face.

The hole.

She was in the hole.

Which meant one thing. He had her again.

And he wasn’t happy with her. She got put in the hole when she’d done something wrong. And she knew what that something was.

She’d betrayed him. She’d fallen in love with his enemies and tried her best to keep up the pretense of spying on them.

Somehow, he’d found out and put her back in here.

Tamsyn tried to keep her heart from racing, her stomach from rebelling. But it was difficult. He knew she hated it down here.

In the dark.

Alone with her thoughts.

No way to free herself.

How had this happened? Her mind raced.

Mark Roberts.

Oh God. Mark Roberts belonged to him. Mark Roberts worked for MI6. This was bad. So bad.

Did the guys know she was missing yet? Would they figure out what had happened to her?

Would they come after her?

Not if they manage to figure out who you are.

Just as she thought she was going to break, the roof above her shifted and his face stared down at her.

She hated that he was good-looking. That he was charming. People flocked to him. He’d fooled everyone for years and they didn’t know the half of what he’d done. Of the reach that he had.

He had his fingers in criminal enterprises all over the world. In the States, South America, Africa, the Middle East. Most of the illegal guns in every country in some way went through him.

His power was immense

But his downfall was his ego, it was his need to own everything and everyone.

He thought he was a God. And that no one could stand in his way or should. And those that did . . . well, he wanted them to pay.

“You’ve been a bad girl, Tamsyn, and now it’s time to pay.”

This was going to be bad.

Really, really bad.

But it would have nothing on the pain of losing her men.

That loss was absolute agony.