A Gift of Innocence

Chapter 3

Renée's POV:

    I jolted awake when I felt arms grabbing me.  I tried to scream but they already had my mouth covered and was in the processes of pulling me out of the bed. I tried to kick and hit them but they were much stronger than I was. It looked like there was 3 figures in my room and they were pretty good sized giving me the assumption that they were all men.  I have no idea what they are planning on doing with me so I wiggled and fought as much as I could.

    "Boss we need to get her tied up so she stops fighting us so much.  She's difficult to handle." One of them said to another.  It was to dark to make any of them out.  I couldn't see enough of them to even be able to describe them to the police.

    The larger of the 3 grabbed me and flipped me over on my stomach on the floor, pulling my arms behind my back. I continued to try to scream through the gag.  I started to kick me feet on the floor, hoping to make some noise to alert my brother that something is wrong.  My brother is a big guy but I don't know if he could take on 3 men.  He sure would try.  We may fight a lot and he may make me mad but he was known in school for protecting me. Once I started kicking though, one of them grabbed both my feet and held them to the floor.  I felt something getting wrapped around my wrists and ankles, tying them together.

    "Okay, we got her, let's go!" The larger one said to the others and he grabbed me swiftly and carried me bridal style. 

    Was almost like he was trying not to hurt me.  The others went ahead of him out of my room and down the stairs.  Before I knew it I was getting loaded into the back of a black car with the larger man sitting beside me.  I was surprised they didn't put me in the trunk.  I figured they would so I wouldn't see where I was going.  I spoke to myself to soon, before we got far from my house the man beside me put a piece of cloth around my eyes and tied it behind my head.

    "Can't be letting you see where we are going sweetheart."  He chuckled while he was tying it off.  His voice sounded familiar but I didn't know why I or where I heard it.  I just couldn't place the voice.

    It felt like we were driving for a long time and none of them talked the entire drive.  I kept thinking what could they possibly want with me. Does it have something to do with why we had to leave Mexico?  Did my dad get into trouble with someone here or are they kidnapping me for a completely different reason.  Are they going to beat me and take turns raping me and then killing me?  I was really getting worried and tears started flowing down my face, soaking the cloth around my eyes.  The thought of never seeing my family again was making my chest hurt and made me breathe heavier.

    After quite some time driving, the car finally slowed down and stopped.  I heard the car doors opening up and shutting. Before I knew it the door on my side was opened and I was picked up again, by what it felt like, the same man who carried me out to start with.  He picked me up with such ease and I leaned into his chest.  There wasn't anything I could do so I didn't bother fighting.  At least he smelled good.

    I could hear their shoes on the hard floor suggesting it was probably made of stone.  I felt him walk up a flight of stairs and down what was probably a hallway before walking into another room.  With out any sense of where I am I have no idea if this was a house, a warehouse to kill me in or an office building.  I was laid down on something soft and felt like I was laying on a comforter so it was probably a bed.  Why am I on a bed!  They left my mouth gagged, eyes covered and hands and feet bound.  How long are they going to leave me like this.

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Ryker's POV:

    In my home office I was pacing the room back and forth.

    "When are they going to get here!"  I mumbled to myself angrily.  I was getting very impatient waiting for them to bring her here.  I can't wait to see her in person, to feel her skin and soft hair, to hear her sweet voice.  I was walking towards the office window when I heard a knock on the door.  Turning, I see Jax walking in.  They're back!  I almost push my way past him.

    "Sir." He stops me as I get out the door.  "She has no idea what is going on and we left her tied and blind folded.  I don't know how she will act and she may fight to get away. "  He looks up at me with his hand on my arm.

    "Then I guess she will just have to learn her place then won't she." I pull my arm from his grasp and continue to walk towards the stairs to head to the bedroom.

    Why am I nervous!  I'm never nervous.  Since when does a girl make me nervous.  I take a deep breath and open the door.  Walking in I see the moonlight shining in, shadowing over her body.  She's laying on her side with her hands tied behind her back and her knees bent.  Seeing her tied up, only in a night gown was getting me excited.  I wanted to just grab her, flip her over on the bed and slam myself into her right now.  It took all that I had to control myself.

    I flipped the light on and I seen her turn towards the light.  I didn't realize that she was still awake but I guess after what all she went through she's probably to scared to fall asleep.  I walk over to the other side of the bed where she was facing and I could hear her breathing picking up.  She was getting nervous.  I sat down on the bed and she whimpered when she felt my presence. I needed to look at her.  I reached behind her and untied her blindfold and released it from her eyes.  She blinked quickly, adjusting to the lighting in the room. 

    Her copper eyes were more gorgeous in person that in the photo. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying. She was looking straight at me, waiting to see what I was going to do next.  I wasn't sure if I was ready to release her gag in her mouth.  I liked the silence.  A woman has no place with me if they are going to talk back. The quieter they are the better. The more obedient they are the better.

    I took my hand and brushed some of the hair away from her face and she flinched under my touch.   She was trembling and fresh tears started to escape her eyes.  I cupped her face in my hand and rubbed the tears away with my thumb.  I don't think I've ever seen someone so beautiful before.  She truly is a gift. A gift that I am happy to accept.  Now I just need to get with my lawyer and have the marriage contract written up and get this thing rolling.  The sooner I have her as my wife, the sooner I can make her mine in my bed.

    I got up and walked out of the room, not saying anything to her.  I don't have time to sit in there staring at her, I need to get things done. 

    "Untie her but don't let her out of this room." I told Jax and appointed a guard by her door.

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Renée's POV:

    I heard the door open and there was an eerie silence through out the room.  I could feel someone staring at me.  It was making me feel uncomfortable and with out being able to see them I couldn't tell if they had any weapons that they were planning on using on me.  It got lighter behind my blindfold, causing me to look in the direction of the light.

    I heard the heavy footsteps on the floor.  Oh great, a majorly heavy person is going to suffocate me!  The bed fell as I felt someone sitting on the bed.  My heart started to race and my breathing was increasing.  I felt heat over my body and could smell his cologne.  It smelt so good!   Better than the other man's cologne that carried me in here.  He started to untie the blindfold and carefully took it off of my eyes.  The room seemed so bright to me after being in the dark for so long.  Took a bit to adjust to the light but once I did I saw the most handsome man I've ever laid my eyes upon.  His jet black hair cut really short on the sides and longer on the top, swept backwards.  His eyes were a beautiful green with a sharp jaw with a stubble.  He looked rough but very handsome.

    Then I realized, what am I thinking!  He's my kidnapper and he's probably here to take advantage of me. His hand brushed some hair that had fallen in my face and put it behind my ear. I could feel myself tense when his hand touched my skin and my eyes started to heat up.   His hand cupped my face as he wiped the tears from my cheek.  Why is he acting so caring, so gentle.  What is it he wants with me!  I wish I could speak my mind to him but I can't say anything with this over my mouth.    He just wouldn't stop staring at me, almost like he was undressing me with his eyes.  How disgusting!

    And just like that he shot up from the bed and walked out of the room.  I heard him talking to someone but couldn't make out what they had said.  I looked around the room the best that I could.  It was very elegant in here. Nice draperies over the large windows with a sliding door that probably went out to a balcony. On this side of the bed that I could see there was an old fashioned stand alone full length mirror in the corner, a few chairs that looked really comfortable and a lounge chair against the wall.

    The sound of footsteps getting closer pulled me from my distraction of the room.  He was the same man that was in the library taking pictures of me!  He looked similar to the other man but not quite as handsome.  He had black hair but was more shaggy looking and blue eyes instead.  He didn't look quite as tall either and not as built as the other one did.  He came over to me and leaned over me to untie my ropes.  I could tell by the smell of his cologne that this is the one that carried me in here. I knew there was something sketchy about this guy.  I had a feeling that wasn't going to be the last time I saw him.  Just never thought this was going to be what happened.  After he untied my ropes he then removed the covering over my mouth.

    I quickly backed away on the bed and looked around, trying to find a way out of here.

    "You can't go anywhere sweetheart." His strong voice said, smirking.

    "There's a guard outside your door, and once I leave it will be locked.  The balcony has a nasty fall to it so trying to escape that way won't be an option.  You will be staying in here until Ryker says you can leave. There is an attached bathroom so help yourself to a shower if you want."

    He smiled looking at me up and down my body.

    "What do you want!"  I yelled at him. Disgusted with how he was fantasizing about my body.

    "It's not me that wants you, sweetheart."  He smirked and got up off the bed and walked out of the room

    I took off after him and ran straight to the door.  I grabbed the doorknob and turned but it was already locked.  I started banging on the door with my fists.

    "LET ME OUT OF HERE!  HELP!"  I cried hoping someone would hear me and then let me out.

    I banged on the door for quite some time but no one came.  I eventually gave up.  What did he mean by someone else wanting me.  Why do they want me!  Is this a sick joke and they are all going to come into the room tomorrow bragging about how they fooled me!

    I didn't really feel like taking  a shower but I was feeling very exhausted.  Who knew getting kidnapped was so tiring.  I looked around the room some more and realized how big it really was.  It had and entire sitting area all on it's own along with the bed.  The door to the bathroom was on the same wall the head of the bed was on.  I turned off the lights and walked back over to the bed and crawled in under the blankets.  My eyes were so heavy it didn't take long before sleep consumed me.