Chapter 28 On the Yacht with Jane. ~•~•~•~•●~•~•●~•~•●
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Jeff had gotten Jane to his super yacht. It actually belonged to his father, Grant.
His father would take his women there and have s*x with them. He was a worse playboy than Jeff had ever been.
Grant was currently going through a divorce with Iris. He had been married twice, cheating on both of them.
Jeff Allen had learned from the best.
Jane Knight was drugged. Jeff kept her sedated. She woke up groggy and disoriented.
He had some meds from his personal physician.
He wouldn't lose her to Max.
Jeff placed her in the lower level, a nicely turned out cabin with white linens and gold accents.
She looked around and sat up in the dark room. Feeling the sway of the ocean as she tried to remember.
A young man entered. He offered her a cocktail and she accepted. She asked him for water. He left to get the water for her.
She quickly drank the funny tasting sweet drink because she was so thirsty.
She stood up and fell to the floor, hitting her eye on the sharp edege of the table.
Blood oozed all over the white rug below her. She moaned and the room spun.
The next time Jane woke up, Jeff was there. He was touching her intimately.
She felt his hands caressing her skin.
He was naked. He shushed her and gave her a drink.
She pushed it away, then felt a prick in her arm.
He struck her with a needle. He didn't want it to come to this, but he couldn't take her scathing looks.
He rolled her over and squeezing her taught butt, entered her.
He moved quickly, frantically. He used her flaccid body to sate his hunger for her.
He pulled her hips up to meet him from behind. He groaned and pushed.
He couldn't finish, he couldn't make it happen unless she responded to him.
He would give her less of the medicine next time.
He rolled her angelic body onto her side and held onto her. He whispered," I love you."
Jane slept. She dreamt she was in prison, locked away for eternity.
She cried. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She was sobbing when she woke up next. She felt sick.
A man was there, she couldn't see his face. He wore a mask over his eyes. He whispered to her that it was him, Max.
She wasn't sure. He hugged her, then drugged her. This time only a half dose. Her head rolled back as she moaned.
"Max please get me out of here."
Jeff saw that she was ready. He opened her legs and slid into her.
She arched back meeting him. He kissed her neck.
She found his mouth and kissed him deeply.
It wasn't Max. She knew the taste of her lover. She scratched his back and squirmed away.
It excited him more. He moved in her, making her cry out.
"No, oh Max I'm so sorry, I didn't want this. Forgive me Max."
Jeff thrust deeply several times then climaxed and quickly moved off of her as she struggled to get away.
She sighed loudly and passed out.
He rubbed his neck. Jeff was feeling something he hadn't felt before.
He felt sorry for her. He raped her drugged body. He kidnapped her. He took away her free will.
The person he had grown to love was now just an object to him, drugged in his bed.
He walked away from her then. He vowed that he wouldn't take her like this again.
Next time she would come to him. He placed a bottle of water next to her on the table and left.
Jane opened her eyes, it was daylight. She had to go pee. She stood up...woozy. She found the bathroom.
The yacht swayed with the swell of the ocean waves. Jane was trying to remember.
There was blood between her legs. She was tender. She frowned. He was on her, it wasn't Max.
""Who?" She walked up the stairs and landed in a large day room.
There was a woman there. Jane grabbed her arm. She smiled.
Jane said,"I need help, I'm bleeding"
The woman smiled. She didn't speak English well. She motioned to a table.
It was full of food.
Jane shook her head. She pulled open her pants and showed the woman her bloody underwear.
The woman gasped. She nodded and ran to get Jeff.
Jane sat down on the floor as the room swayed. She threw up all over the white carpet.
She curled into a ball. Jeff found her this way. He picked her up and carried her to her bed.
He saw blood on his arm. She had her period. He frowned. He wanted her to come to him again tonight.
He hoped.
Jane whispered,"Give it to me please.
"He said, "What?...what do you want Jane?"
She looked at him blurry eyed but more alert now.
"My...name....is...Jamie! Give me the drugs you prick...knock me out again, please!"
He shook his head. She was back.
Jamie dug her hand into his arm. She squeezed.
"I'm hurting...you did something to me...I remember...you raped me."
He shook his head in denial. She sat up and grabbed both of his arms, pleading with him.
"The drug please, I need it, give it to me, all of it. End it now. You are killing me anyway, just do it fast."
He was shocked that she thought he wanted her dead. He frowned.
"Dont be so dramatic Jane, it's just your period, you were dreaming. You fell ill. The doctor has been giving you this medicine to help you.
That's all, you don't remember when we ran off to be together, get away as we planned, get married and start our life together.
You came to me willingly after Max died in that terrible car accident, crushed by that taxi at the hotel room."
He was confusing her with his half truths, it was Sasha that had died, not Max.
He spun his lies and made her think she was wrong. She came with him, voluntarily?
He could see she was trying to figure it all out, he offered her a pill.
She took it and sat back as it sunk into her empty stomache.
"Jeff, I am sorry, I don't know what came over me, please can you take me home?"
He smiled. "We will be married soon, my love.We will go home after this."
Jamie knew that something was off. She just couldn't remember.
The drug relaxed her and she giggled. "Do we have any food?" He called for some caviar and belinis.
She asked for champagne as well. She drank deeply. She just didn't want to remember Max dying. She refused.
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