Naughty Ceo’s Secret
Chapter 113

"W-where are you taking me?" I asked.

After the man shoved me into the car and got in, he had the guy that was waiting in the drivers seat speed off. I didn't see Kendra or Marc, which means no one saw me get into the car, or got the license plate number. I dropped my purse and phone while being shoved. I have no way of calling 911, or getting away. Not with this knife pressed to me. The man pressed the knife closer to my neck. It's taking everything in me to stay calm. As calm as I can be anyway.

"We're taking you somewhere nice. Don't worry." He replied.

The man looked me up and down while he licked his lips. Man am I glad I'm just in jeans and a baggy T-shirt. No way I look.. appatizing. Right?

"Now, why don't you just listen to me for now," he said.

I gulped.

The man moved the knife away from me. He clicked his tongue as a sinister smile spread across his face. His eyes roamed down my body again, causing me to shrink back. "Take your clothes off." He ordered.

My eyes widened.

"N-no." I said.

The man scowled at me as he pressed the knife to my neck again. Not enough to cut me, but enough to scare the absolute hell out of me. Then he got in my face.

"You really aren't in a place to deny me right now. Are you bi.tch?" He seethed.

God, even his breath stinks.

"Evan." The man driving stated sternly. "We were told not to touch her yet." He said. Evan.. That must be this guy's name. Apparently he isn't in charge though? "Whatever." Evan grumbled as he sat back on the seat. "I'll just wait my turn then." His turn?

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Evan didn't speak for the rest of the car ride. I sat on the opposite side from him, as far as I could get. I tried to unlock the doors to jump out, but I couldn't. I'd rather die from jumping out of a moving vehicle than go wherever they're taking me. Unfortunately, I wasn't lucky enough.

After driving for about an hour, I was tied up and blindfolded. My hands were tied in front of me, way too tight, I might add. I'm not sure what was placed over my eyes, but I can't see a thing. My heart is beating so fast that I can barely hear anything else going on around me.

I can't believe this is happening to me. This a.sshole really got his hands on me. He must be the one who's been stalking me too. I bet he was just waiting for Kenzo not to be by my side.

I shouldn't have left. I should have just waited for Kenzo to get home and tell him that I thought I was pregnant. We could have gone to get tests together. Kenzo could have been there when I found out that I'm carrying his child.

Child..

What if I miscarry because of all of this? What if they kill me right after they're done.. doing whatever? What if I'm never the same after this and I can't even be a mother?

I have to stay strong. I have to think about this baby, and about Kenzo. I have to remain calm until I replace a way out. The moment I see an opening, I'm taking it.

It won't be easy. I've already escaped Evan once. He'll probably suspect that I'll try to run again. I have to be extra careful.

Kenzo won't replace me I'm sure. No one saw the car drive off. I have nothing on me to try to call for help, or leave a trail leading to me. That means this is all on me.

I have to get back to Kenzo.

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Another hour later and the car stopped. I heard someone get out of the car, and then I was yanked out as well. Someone grabbed my tied hands, and pulled me forward. I stumbled blindly behind whoever has me.

After walking for a few minutes, I was shoved. I fell to the floor and quickly turned around. Someone ripped the blindfold from my eyes, and I was looking at the man that drove me here against my will. He refused to meet my eyes, but he did untie my hands. I don't see Evan here at all.

I looked around to see that we were in a motel room. A shabby one. One that prostitutes and drug dealers probably use. It looks disgusting, and it hasn't been upgraded since the 60s. This is where I'm going to die.

The man that drove stood to his feet. He walked to the small table in the corner and sat down on one of the chairs. Then he flipped on the TV before peeking out the window.

"W-where is Evan?" I asked as I stood to my feet.

"Phone." Was all the man said.

I carefully walked over to the other chair at the table and sat down across from him. He still refused to meet my eyes. Evan couldn't stop looking at me, but this guy.. It's like he feels guilty. "What's your name?" I asked.

He ignored me.

"I'm Opal." I said.

"I know." He said.

"Wasn't sure. I was starting to think the two of you just thought my name was bit.ch." I said with a hollow chuckle.

Silence.

"So, are you a friend of Evan's?" I asked.

"No." He stated.

No? Then why is he helping him? Did Evan pay this guy to help him?

Evan doesn't really strike me as the type that has that kind of money. Maybe this guy owes Evan something? Maybe they're brothers?

"Are you guys related?" I asked.

"No." He said.

Not related. Not friends. So what then?

"Did he pay you to help him kidnap me? If that's the case, I can get you three times the amount Evan promised you. Even more than that if you want. My fiance has money-" "Evan is not paying me." He interrupted me.

I frowned.

"You're not related. You aren't friends. He isn't paying you. Why are you doing this then? Is it just.. just to.. Are you just a rapist?" I asked.

The man's eyes snapped to me. He's looking at me as if I offended him. Like he didn't help a total psycho kidnap me.

"I'm not a rapist. Evan and I work for the same person," he said.

"What person?" I asked.

"If your fiance really cares about you, you'll replace out soon enough. Although, I hate to tell you that that means you won't be engaged anymore," he said. "What?" I asked, confused.

Before he could answer me, Evan walked in. My body tensed as he walked over to me. He put his hands on my shoulders, and bent down to whisper in my ear. "I didn't get permission to have fun with you yet, but soon."

Soon..?

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It's been almost two days. Evan and the other guy have been taking turns sleeping. If they ever need to go out, Evan goes and the other guy stays. Which is better for me.

I started to call the driver DM, for Driver Man, since he refused to tell me his name. With the way that Evan talks to him, it seems like he doesn't know DM's name either. Which is just really weird to me.

They work together, but Evan doesn't even know his name? That doesn't make sense. I guess that DM didn't say that they work together, but that they work for the same person. Does that mean that I was only kidnapped because of that person? Did Evan not plan to kidnap me originally?

This is all so confusing. I just want to go home. I haven't slept a wink since I've been here. I mean, who would? I haven't showered, or eaten anything I was brought. I'm not even allowed to use the bathroom alone. However, Evan has not touched me. He's wanted to. He's tried to. DM is always here to remind him that I am not to be touched yet. Yet. That means it's only a matter of time before I'm raped, and possibly killed. "DM, please, just let me go." I begged for the hundredth time.

"My name is not DM." He replied.

"You won't tell me what it is though," I said.

Nothing.

"I know you don't want to do this. You don't look like you're having as much fun as Evan is. If anything, you look sick to your stomach," I said. Nothing.

I just opened my mouth to say something more when the door slammed open. In walked Evan. He glared at me before turning his head to DM.

"That old fu.ck wants to speak with you. He said take it outside." Evan said.

Old fu.ck? Their boss?

Dm gave him a single nod before stepping outside. We shared one quick look before he left. A look that said that DM doesn't trust Evan at all to be alone with me. Yet he left anyway.

My eyes flickered to Evan. He stared at me with that disgusting look of hunger as he locked the door. Alarm bells went off in my head. I stood up from the bed and went to run to the bathroom. Evan caught my wrist before I could make it.

"Where do you think you're going bi.tch?" He asked as he tossed me onto the bed.

I tried to wiggle away, but Evan crawled on top of me. I pushed him as I started to scream and beg. Evan just laughed at my pathetic attempts.

"Haru keeps telling me to wait. Just wait, Evan. Kenzo has to sign these papers first, Evan. Then you can have her all to yourself for the rest of her pathetic life." Evan mocked.

Haru?? He's the one behind this?

That makes so much sense. He wanted me gone. Haru wanted to control Kenzo. His loss of control has nothing to do with me though-

Oh my god.. I get it now. Haru is using me to gain control. Just like he threatened to use Akane.

"I'm tired of waiting." Evan seethed.

Evan pulled away from me to yank my jeans down. I fought him the whole time, but apparently I'm too weak. He pulled them down to my ankles as I screamed and begged for DM to come back and help. He's never been more than a couple of feet from the room before. Where is he?

I started to look around the room for something to defend myself with as Evan fiddled with his own jeans.

"I've been wanting this since I first saw you at the club. If you would have just went home with me that night, I wouldn't even be interested now. I could have just had my way with you then," he said.

I'm full on sobbing as Evan presses his body into mine. He grabbed his di.ck, and lined it up at my entrance. No matter how much I fight, it isn't working.

I squeezed my eyes shut and reached for the bedside table. I grabbed hold of the large lamp, and pulled it to me fast. Then I smacked Evan in the head with it as hard as I could.

Evan groaned and I hit him again. And again and again. Until he fell on top of me in a heep. Then I pushed him off of me until he fell to the floor.

There's blood all over Evan, me, and the bed. I sat up trying to control my sobbing. Then I pulled my jeans up and bolted for the door.

I opened the motel door, and booked it. I made it as far as turning a corner before I saw someone. An older woman probably in her 50s. She looked me up and down as I rushed up to her.

"Please help me! I was kidnapped and brought here against my will! Please call the police!" I begged.

"Oh honey.." The woman said. "Here, have a seat in my car. We'll go to the police station now." She said.

I sat down in the passenger seat of the woman's car. I'm still shaking and covered in blood, but I made it. I did it. I escaped.

Haru is going down the moment I get back to Kenzo.

I rested my head back against the seat and blew out a breath. It's all over now. No one is going to rape or kill me. I get to go back to Kenzo. Suddenly, a hand clapped over my mouth.

My eyes popped open to see the woman holding a cloth to my mouth. I struggled but my body started to grow weak. What the hell is going on?

"Finally. I told you we would be seeing each other soon, sweet girl."

It was the last thing I heard before everything went dark.