The Soldier Queen

Chapter Seven - Informant

As I wait for them to answer I look out the big window at nothing in particular, recalling my time in Caglajan and how horrible it was. I guess all I can do for now is pray they don’t do that to Carlee. She is like a sister to me. Tall, Skinny with blonde hair and green eyes that look like jade. My best friend since I was just little. She stuck around through the alienation and was right there when I called her and needed her help.

“Hello?” a tiny voice said into the receiver surprising me.

‘Wait, is this not supposed to be an adult?’

“Hello sweetie, is your mommy or daddy around?” I asked.

“Mommy and Daddy were taken by the bad men. Tarquinn told me to answer this if someone called but he’s not here. He will be home later he will call you okay?” She said and the line went dead.

“f**k!” I screamed causing all the guys to come rushing from the office.

“What’s wrong?” That sexy ass voice asked concern clear in his eyes.

‘Don’t look in his eyes Thola’ I said almost getting lost in them again.

“The informants were taken too, leaving their two children. The little girl said her brother will call back so it looks like he has a bit of an idea about what’s going on,” I said.

“s**t, so the informants were compromised too? Those animals must have threatened them into giving up information,” Fred said.

“Impossible.” I replied, “Malechai wouldn’t be stupid enough to give their location out, would he?” I said directing my question at Darrel.

“If they were in trouble and he was trying to help them maybe. But, Thola that man would do anything for you including going to that place and putting his own ass on the line.” Darrel answered.

“But I didn’t want him to. I barely made it out of there, Darrel. What if they don’t?” I voiced my concern. “AHHHHH, I’m going to the gym, Miles come get me when you are going to do the briefing.” I stated and walked away.

Once I got to the gym I headed straight to the change room to get into my workout clothes that consisted of black spandex short shorts and a yellow spandex tank top. My favorite colour. Upon exiting I notice everyone staring but there is one gaze that stands out from the rest. It feels like a gentle caress and I knew instantly that he was here, Ekkehard.

Getting to the punching bag I holler “I am not here for your entertainment so I suggest you all divert them wandering eyes before I take them out of their sockets” effectively making them ignore me and go back to their workouts. Except that one gaze that never leaves me.

‘Oh well. Might as well give my man a show.... wait, what the hell? That man, I mean, not my man.’

‘Yet,’ I hear that little voice again.

As I hit the bag over and over my mind goes back to my stay in Caglajan.

* FLASHBACK * Warning Trigger alert do not read if you are sensitive to r**e or abuse *

*SMACK*

“That the best you got ugly?” I was being beaten again. I refused to talk I could handle the beatings.

“Just tell us what you know and we will let you go back home,” He said.

“Nah, I like your company better its more interesting,” I chuckled, my throat hoarse and my stomach growling. I’ve been here for 4 days now and I only get 1 meal a day and that is supper and I get a glass of water in the morning just enough to keep me alive.

“You want interesting?” He said unbuckling his belt. Oh s**t it had never gone this far before. I was chained to a wall, arms above my head so he had easy access to my body. His grimy hands ripping my remaining clothing, that was barely clinging to my body, to shreds. He roughly grabbed my breasts as he licked down my body, making me shudder in disgust while trying to get him off of me but I am just way too weak to fight.

“Are you sure that you don’t want to tell us?” He said in what he thought was a seductive voice but it was really creepy as f**k.

“Go to hell you khuyesos (cocksucker)” I spat.

“Oh darling we are in hell.” He said slipping his pants around his ankles and ramming his disgusting c**k inside me, tearing me and making me scream in pain as blood trickled down my thigh. He thrust into me over and over while grunting and groaning in pleasure as silent tears ran down my face. Until, finally, he finished with a grunt and slid his c**k out causing his c*m to drip down my leg along with the blood. Pulling up his pants with a satisfied look on his face he looked at me slumped against the wall thinking that he had finally broken me.

“Still got nothing to say b***h?” he asks not waiting for my reply he turns to the guard “take her back to her cell” he demands, walking away.

* Flashback Over *

I feel a warm hand on my shoulder pulling me from my memories, setting my blood on fire and causing me to feel something that I’ve never felt before. I stopped and turned to see Ekkehard looking down at my knuckles with concern in his eyes.

“You should calm down kitten, before you break the bag and your knuckles,” he said making me look down. I see that I had not wrapped or worn gloves and my fists were torn to s**t. Taking a look at the bag I saw the blood making me chuckle.

“Oops, too deep in thought I guess,” I replied heading towards the sink near the first aid kit.

“Let me help?” He asked but it came out as more of a command. But I didn’t care. I couldn’t concentrate on anything right now, except his hands that were holding mine as he carefully cleaned and wrapped them.

“Eh, princess.” I hear, making me look up to a young guy walking toward us. “This is no place for a woman. You should go.” He said with a smug look on his face.

“Excuse me? Would you like to show me just how much I “don’t belong here”, in that ring?” I question him getting irritated.

“Why not? Someone’s got to,” he said cockily.

“Good. Let’s go then” I said getting up and going toward the ring with him following close behind me. ‘He must not have been there when I got here today,’ I thought.

“Let’s go then, princess. Show me what you got,” he said taking a fighting stance as I just stand there. Already sick of everything I decided to end it really quickly.

“You got it,” I said throwing one punch, knowing that is all I will need and watched as he crumpled to the ground in a heap.

“Kitten,” I hear heavy footsteps coming at a quick pace and I turn to see Ekkehard holding the satellite phone that was ringing.

‘s**t!’