Survival

the seat and attempted to calm myself between my newowner’s legs once more.
“Get it through your head, Jaden,” he saidnoticing my calm. “You’re mine now, and there’s no escapingit.”
Not if I can help it.

Chapter Two
WelcomeHome
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Goddamn, thiswoman knew how to piss me off and turn me on at the sametime. Her strength was beyond sexy and her willingness to stand upto me made the thought of pounding her into the ground that muchmore desirable.
With Jaden now sitting between my knees, Ihad never felt more at ease knowing she was mine. I couldn’t stopthe grin that snaked across my face as I had watched this crazybitch kick the shit out of my guards right in front of my clients and me. The rage on her face wascrystal clear as she carefully analyzed her opponents beforestriking.
I wasn’t kidding when I told her she wasimpressive. Her motions were fluid and strong, never wavering andnot a single sign of hesitation. And damn, I had to give it toher—she was fast. She knew exactly what she was doing, and it washot as hell. I had never encountered awoman with her kind of strength or skill before, and itfurther fueled my growing primal desires. It was one thing to fighta person; it was another to actually watch them. Even my dick wasfascinated.
I recalled looking around at all thedrooling faces of the men, who were almost as twisted as I was,staring her down with a fierce hunger in their eyes. The thought ofone of them touching her brought on a carnal rage from within methat demanded blood and pain. I could not let that happen. I wouldbury them all before they laid a finger on her.
As Jaden had fought with all her might forher ridiculous idea of freedom, all I could think about was oneword that blared in the back of my mind … mine. I wanted herfury. I wanted her strength. I wanted every goddamn inch of herscreaming underneath me while I drove into her perfect body,claiming everything she had. And then, when I was done, I'd haveher begging for more.
I could see her face now, flushed withdesire and need, my hand wrapped around her throat as I forced herto admit she belonged to me. She'd fight me at first, probablyevery step of the way, but she would soon come to realize who wasin control. She would learn to fear me, respect me, and eventually… love me. I would twist and turn her mind until pleasing me wasthe only thing she craved. It was inevitable. It wouldn't be easy,but I loved the challenge in that. I finally found exactly what Ihad been looking for, and I wasn't going to wait one secondlonger to take it.
I had honestly made up my mind lastnight.
She was so unbelievably mine.
I just wanted to see how much money she wasworth to my clients.
I had placed my bid for the auction duringthe last five seconds of the bidding and smiled when the alarm sounded, alerting theend of the bids. Pride and excitement had filled my chest as Iwatched the rest of the guards surround my new prize and escort herout of the showroom. I couldn’twait to see the look on her face when she realized who she finallybelonged to. It was priceless. The shock and sheer terror in hereyes as I had walked through the door would remain forevercherished in the back of my mind.
I sat back and relaxed in my seat as Iwatched Jaden silently and covertly attempt to pull at herrestraints. Her hands were hidden from me as they were tucked toher chest, but I knew what she was doing. The muscles in her armsand shoulders flexed every so often while her breathing pattern,though subtle, grew weary with agitation. She could fight withthose cuffs all she wanted, but she was never getting out of themno matter how hard she tried.
As I ran my fingers through the softness ofJaden’s hair, a small smile crept across my face as the wheels inmy head began to turn, my desire for her surging to an all-timehigh. I had big plans for Miss Jaden Wilder, and my dick couldn'twait to get started.
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The car ride lasted about a half an hour,and for the entire ride, I paid close attention to the turns andthe amount of time it took to reach them. I couldn’t see the roadsfrom where I was sitting, but I could see trees. Many trees. Manypalm trees.
The piece of shit behind me was silent formost of the ride. He paid a lot of attention to his phone, but Iknew he was watching me. I had stared down at the beautiful diamondcuffs, hating everything they represented, and had attempted topull them apart every now and then, but their strength neverceased.
The anxiety was getting to me now as I wondered howthings were going to be as soon as we got “home.” What would “home”be like? Would it be nothing but dark dungeons for me? Or would myowner treat me to a gilded cage of luxury? Somehow, I didn’t thinka man like him would live a life in the slums.
Finally, I could feel the limo slowing as we pulledonto a backroad in a very woodsy area. Within the next fiveminutes, the limo stopped for a split second and carried onthrough. We then passed what looked like a large black and goldgate. It was hard to tell with his knees blocking my vision. As wepulled into a circle drive, I could see a large fountain spewingout crystal clear water surrounded by an array of rose bushes.
Gradually, the grip on my hair tightened and broughtmy attention back to the bag of douche sitting up behind me. “WhenI open this door,” he said, leaning over me, “you’re not going toput up a single ounce of fight or resistance, or I will make yourfirst night here far more memorable than you'll ever want it tobe.”
Like it wouldn’t already scar me for the rest of mylife …
“Fine,” I scoffed. He jerked my hair again sharplyand