ROBIN

The knocking turned incessant.

I watched as Gage's body was on alert, he turned to look at me. And for the first time, I noticed how hauntingly dark his eyes were, they pierced dangerously through mine, warning me against making a sound.

It could be the authorities. I started to scream but he was quick when he tore a paper from the magazine and stuffed it inside my mouth. There was warning shining in his eyes, his fingers dug painfully hard into my cheeks. "If you make a single sound, I'll fuck you up real bad, do you understand me?"

The tone in his voice told me he wasn't joking. I nodded. Heck, I was having a hard time distinguishing reality from the game.

Were we still playing? Maybe the game stopped the minute he picked me up, and he was giving me the illusion that I was in control of everything when in reality, I was most likely screwed.

With deft hands, he pulled out the butt-plug still lodged inside me,I winced ashe proceeded to dress me up in his discarded t-shirt. Then he picked me up easily into his arms and walked towards the giant vintage wardrobe. My heart hammered against my chest when he threw open the doors and tossed me roughly inside. The faint smell of old wood and fabric detergent entered my nostrils.

I landed on my ass, the sting biting into my skin. I spat out the ball of paper. "Master! No...I hate the dark..."

"What did I say about not uttering a word?"

I went up on my knees. "Please..."

He scrunched up another ball, a bigger one, forced my mouth open, and nudged it inside. "Spit it out and I'll choke you to death. I'llmake it slow so I can watch you get tortured. I can promise you I'll have fun doing that."

He shut the door behind him leaving me in complete darkness.

It felt like being shut inside a coffin.

I was hyperventilating. I tried to claw at the wardrobe.

Was he really trying to kill me?

I whispered his name. I was going to suffocate to death.

Don't panic!

I swallowed the saliva gathering in my mouth, it was probably mixed with my tears. "Gage...let me out of here."

When I heard the door open of the entrance, I inched closer.

The wardrobe doors creaked, and I had to thank my lucky stars when there was a small opening. I stayed where I was and peeked through the gap.

I watched Gage's back as he removed the Wolf mask before opening the door. I wish I could see what he looked like. That's one of the things I've been curious since I began chatting with RaisedByWolves90. His muscled, ripped body was the only part of him that I was familiar with.

Outside, two men dressed in uniforms stood on the doorstep.

They were Police Officers!

This was my chance if I wanted to get out.

I could yell for help and run to them. Tell them what was going on, but as per the agreement I had with Gage, this was just a 'game'. Chances were that this is exactly what I had signed up for, and involving the authorities would mean getting an innocent man (with certain kinks) behind bars. Having a kink wasn't a crime, not when it had happened with consent which I'd given him. If Gage went on trial, he would be arrested for my kidnapping and sexual assault.

But if he really was a kidnapper, and the online ad was a ruse then I was missing out on the golden chance of getting out of here.

I watched silently as the two officers stepped into the house.

The older man removed his hat.

"Come inside, Officers." Gage invited them inside cheerfully, like he hadn't just forced and almost choked a woman in the wardrobe a few feet away. He indicated at the old sofa chairs in front of him. "How can I help you?"

"Sorry, we don't want to take too much of your time, Mr. Huntington."

I had his last name!

"No problem at all," Gage said, sitting with his back to me.

The asshole was so confident that I wouldn't make a ruckus, he wasn't even going to bother keeping his eyes on the wardrobe. He was so full of himself.

The policemen introduced themselves before settling down.

The younger officer named Douglas was the first to speak, "Four girls have gone missing in this area. Now I'm aware that you live a few miles away from the town but we have information that they were last seen driving in this direction. Is there a possibility that they may have stumbled upon your property?"

"No sir, not that I know of."

Burns, the older Officer pulled out a few photos from his file and placed them on the coffee table. "If you have a look at these, maybe you would recall seeing them somewhere."

I couldn't gauge Gage's reaction but I saw how his body stiffened when he scanned the photos.

Did Gage have anything to do with the disappearance of these women? Judging from his reaction, I knew there was something he was hiding.

My heart thudded against my chest with the possibility of a game-turning into reality.

"I'm positive this is the first time I've seen these girls."

The officer nodded and then put another photo on top of the others. "Robin Reyes has been missing for two days now."

I gasped hearing my name on the cop's lips. Gage did not even react.

Someone give this psycho an academy award.

"There's a witness who last saw Robin arguing with a man outside of Club 96 downtown. It's only a couple of miles from here. Is there any chance that you were at the club last weekend and happened to see her?"

I saw Gage shaking his head, "Not a chance. I was hanging out with my friend that night. We went to a bar together, had a couple of drinks."

"Can we have your friend's contact information?"

"Sure."

I watched him write something down on the officer's notepad and hand it over. He did it with such calmness, it was disturbing.

I was breathing hard, feeling dizzy with all the information that I'd gathered. I couldn't think straight.

This is not a game for him.

The police were here. It was all real.

Women had gone missing!

A sob broke out of me as I fell forward on my hands.

I couldn't imagine that what I've been living through was a carefully constructed plan. There was a small part of my mind that knew the risks that I was taking and yet that hadn't stopped me from going through with it.

This was the only chance I would have.

I pushed open the door, falling out onto the floor, "Officer, help me!"

There was no one in the room, and the door was left partway open.

They had already left.

I had to do something fast.

I sneaked out of the house towards the driveway and noticed the police cruiser pulling away from the dirt road.

Don't leave me here!

I used all the strength I had to make a dead run towards the car. I opened my mouth to scream or call out to them when a pair of strong arms grabbed me, and clammed a hand on my mouth, bringing my face close to his.

"What did I say about acting smart?"

I bit his fingers so hard, he howled in pain. I tried to push him, putting up a fight, using all the remaining strength I had but he wouldn't let go. He was that much tough.

Say Game Over.

Just say it!

The safe word did not matter because it wasn't going to work!

I was held in a headlock as I was dragged into the house again. I couldn't see his face because the chokehold was so tight, I could barely move.

"You know what, Snowflake. You don't deserve the good treatment I've given you so far. I've been far too nice to you, Pet and look how you betrayed me, tried to rat me out to the police. You're a bad, bad girl."

I'd taken a few self-defense classes during college. Now was the time to put it to good use.

I don't think he saw it coming, I used my forearm to strike my elbow into his face.

Hard.

He went reeling back with the impact but was fast enough to tackle me to the ground. While I tried to get back up on my knees, he grabbed the mask from the table and put it back on his face, and that stopped me from seeing his features.

But not before I'd gotten a glimpse of the side of his face. He had a straight nose with a crooked line there like it had been broken before. Dimpled chin, high cheekbones, and a strong sharp jawline. There was a black birthmark right below the curve of his jaw.

If I could just have a look at his complete face!

We were struggling on the ground.

Imagine this. A small woman wrestling on the ground with a man built like a SWAT team member.

If it wasn't clear, I was going down pretty ugly.

"Stop fighting!" He yelled through gritted teeth.

I attacked his face, reaching to snatch the mask but again he had quick reflexes. He dodged my advances and pinned my arms onto the wooden floorboard, his legs were on either side of me. My chest rose and fell due to the exertion.

"What a little troublemaker." His fingers were coated in blood where I'd bitten him.

He was exhausted from all the fighting; I'd never seen him breathing so hard.

"You're a liar!" I screeched, "You killed those women!"

His lip was bust, this was the second time I'd managed to hurt him and I got immense pleasure with the thought that I was giving his gorgeous face some scars.

I cried, "I don't want to play anymore."

I was silenced with the press of his lips against mine. My body went limp under his herculean strength, he held me in his arms like a lover as I melted with the violent sweep of his tongue in my mouth, possessive and coming dangerously close to becoming all-consuming. I sunk my teeth into his plump bottom lip and sucked, I'd wanted to see what it tasted like. It had a metallic taste. I heard the sound of his groan, the thickness of his arousal pressing against me. My head turned light.

The kiss. It scared me.

His crazy bug could be contagious and was catching up to me, that was the only explanation I had for having the unfamiliar flutter for kissing this sick motherfucker.

My hand searched for something, anything to catch him off-guard, and then I found it. My fingers curled around something on the floor but before I had any chances of hurting him further, he attached something to the choker on my neck and secured it against the door, and backed away from me. In a rage, I crawled on the floor to reach across the floor to attack him. I was like this rabid dog that was out for blood.

A violent tug of the chain stopped me.

He grinned; his teeth were coated with blood, the blood that I'd drew biting his lip too hard.

"The more you pull, the harder it will get to breathe." He said, "This is only for you to get used to for what's coming next."

What else had he planned to do with me?

I turned the doorknob and opened it which caused the choker on my neck to tighten, squeezing my windpipe. I coughed as he laughed maniacally.

A sound alerted us. When I looked out of the screen door, the police cruiser was driving towards the house.

I stopped struggling at looked at Gage.

The smile on his face had slipped, even with the mask concealing his face, I knew he was furious.

I heard the sound of weapons drawn out and the officers walked out of the cruiser, aiming it at the door.

"Mr. Huntington, we know you're inside and the girl is with you. Do not touch her, put your weapon away and walk outside, hands where I can see them."

The barrel of the guns were aimed at the door.

He sat there with his back to the wall in resignation.

He knew the game was over.

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