Captive in the Dark (The Dark Duet, #1) by C.J. Roberts EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author Name: C.J. Roberts
- Book Genre: Abuse, Adult, Adult Fiction, BDSM, Contemporary, Contemporary Romance, Dark, Erotica, Erotic Romance, New Adult, Romance, Sociology
- ISBN # 2940011444937
- Edition Language: English
- Date of Publication: 2011-8-29
- PDF File Size: 1004 KB
- EPUB File Size: 564 KB
I woke with a really bad headache and noticed two things simultaneously: it
was dark and I wasn’t alone. Were we moving? Vision hazy, my eyes rolled
around, almost out of instinct, to gain a semblance of balance, recognition
of something familiar. I was in a van, my body strewn haphazardly across
the floor.
Startled, I attempted to move all at once, only to find my movements
sluggish and ineffectual. My hands had been tied behind my back, my legs
free but decidedly heavy.
Again, I tried to focus my eyes in the dark. Both back windows were
heavily tinted, but even in the gloomy darkness I could make out four
distinct shapes. Their voices told me they were men. They spoke to each
other in a language I didn’t understand. Listening, it was a torrent of fastspeech, clipped tones. Something rich, very foreign…Middle Eastern
maybe. Did it matter?
My brain said yes, it was information. Then that small comfort slipped
away. Seeing the iceberg hadn’t stopped the Titanic from sinking.
My first instinct was to scream. That’s what you do when you find out your
worst nightmare is playing out in front of you. But I clenched my jaw on
the impulse. Did I really want them to know I was awake? No.
I am not inherently stupid. I’d seen enough movies, read enough books, and
lived in a shitty neighborhood long enough to know that drawing attention
to myself was the worst thing I could do – in almost any situation. A voice
inside my head yelled sarcastically, “Then why the hell are you here?” I
winced.
This was the worst of all my fears, being dragged off by some sick fuck in a
van, raped, left for dead. From the first day I realized my body was
changing, there had been no shortage of perverts on the streets, telling me
exactly what they’d like to do to me, all of me. I’d been careful. I followed
all the rules in becoming invisible. I kept my head down, I walked fast, and
I dressed sensibly. And still, my nightmare had found me. Again. I could
almost hear my mother’s voice in my head asking me what I’d done.
There were four of them. Tears flooded my eyes and a whimper escaped my
chest. I couldn’t help it.
Abruptly, conversation around me halted. Though I struggled to not make a
single sound or movement, my lungs heaved for breath, rising and falling in
the rhythm of my panic.
They knew I was awake. My tongue laid heavy and
thick inside my mouth. Impulsively, I screamed, “Let me go,” as loud as I
could, as though I were dying, because for all I knew I was. I screamed as
though someone out there would listen, hear me, and do something. My
head throbbed. “Help!
Somebody help!”
I thrashed wildly, my legs careening in every direction as one of the men
tried to capture them with his hands. As the van rocked, my captors’ Arabic
voices grew louder and angrier.
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