GREED

CHAPTER SEVEN

ERIC'S POV

I still remember the photos I found on i********:. I still couldn't believe that Christina was engaged. She was owned by another man and that sucked, but I managed to convince myself that she was allowed to make her own choices even if they weren't the best ones. 

The pictures of her being kissed by another man gave me nightmares I could never forget. 

Deep down a part of me desired her sexually she wasn't a little girl anymore she was a woman now. 

She was beautiful and her tempting body did many things to my c**k thinking about touching her just makes my c**k swellon. 

She owned my soul and body even if it belonged to some other man. 

The mere thought of her being touched by another man just drives me over the edge and I just want to slam my fists into the wall thinking it's man's face. 

I needed to get her out of my system once and for all I just needed to have her luscious body close to mine for one freaking night. I wanted her soft lips to moan my name and cry out in pleasure beneath me. 

I would make her body ache in many places longing for my touch, begging until I filled her p***y with my greedy c**k and f****d hard. I would make her c*m for me in many different ways I would begin with my mouth sucking and nibbling her cilt and p***y folds making her wet and writhe with desire until she cums undone and I taste her sweet p***y juices. 

My tongue could stroke her p***y hole in and out making her beg for me. And I would thrust my c**k deep inside her p***y and start f*****g her from behind hard. 

I would want to try out all my kinky toys on Christina's body and just watch her lose her mind. I can't wait for that day to come. 

I was eager to try and explore her changed body seeing her pictures from afar didn't make things much easier. 

She would always wear jeans and they showed off her peach shaped butt that I was dying to spank. 

It's been a total nightmare and after ten freaking years I am finally going to be able to see her face to face. 

I can't wait to see her. 

FRED'S POV

Once we got out the car I instructed my uncle to drive to the location where Christina would be held hostage until I got the money I needed. After that I would have some fun with her and later dispose of her. 

I didn't hate Christina, but she always got the best things in life and I also wanted that piece of cake grandpa had offered her besides it was my time to shine. 

An hour later we arrived at the place. It was just too creepy, but it had its own advantages. 

Uncle Adam parked the car and we helped each other carry Christina's body inside. I knew that she didn't deserve to be treated like this and I know that my grandfather would have been sorely disappointed in me. 

But that doesn't matter to me because he'll be soon buried 6 feet underground and he would rot in hell for killing all those people. 

Once we reached inside I tied her legs and hands with tight ropes and laid her flat on her stomach on the sofa. 

She was at my mercy. 

I checked her pulse and luckily she was still alive and her breathing was slow and steady. I took the liberty of cleaning up the blood and made sure to change her blood stained clothes. She was wearing white lace panties and I could easily see the outline of her p***y folds. 

I untied her and slipped a flimsy nightgown over her head and tied her up again. 

I felt my c**k twitch in my pants. 

Shit. 

I made sure that the bleeding had stopped if she died, things would get bloody and that would jeopardize my plans. 

Once everything was secured I spared one last glance at Christina and exited the room and I had to make sure that things were arranged to my liking. 

I didn't trust any of the guys I was working with; they might just change their minds and stab in the back. 

Trying to benefit from my own freaking plan and I wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone who got in my way my family included. 

CHRISTINA'S POV 

I slowly opened my eyes. Surprisingly my eyelids feel heavy and the back of my head was aching terribly. I felt like I was hit by a truck. 

Reality finally sunk in and I realized that Fred had back stabbed and he tried to touch me inappropriately. The mere thought of him touching my body gave me chills. 

I was laid on my stomach, my hands tied behind my back like some criminal. I didn't feel very comfortable being in such a position it made me feel vulnerable and scared. 

Just then I heard faint footsteps and bullets got fired in the background. I closed my eyes and a painful sob escaped my lips while I awaited my death. 

I heard the door creak open, I heard someone's steps moving in a slow pace and it sent a chill down my spine. 

Someone grabbed my hair tightly jerking my head up and I winced in and opened my eyes. 

I absently stared at the girl in front of me taking in her appearance. She was a slim girl with brown curly hair and big black eyes. 

"Who are you?" I asked curiously and she dangerously glared at me. 

"Just do as I say and don't ask too many questions or else you'll be killed do you understand?" she demanded angrily. 

I stayed silent and nodded quietly. 

She let's go of my hair and disappears from the tiny room. 

My family must be in grave danger and the kids must be terrified I have to escape this hell hole as soon as possible. 

But am tied up and these ropes are so f*****g tight I thought coolly and grunted in frustration. 

Five minutes later the door opened and I wondered if it might be the same girl again. My breathing rate increased and I felt my heart starting to tighten in my chest and I began gasping for air. 

I had a panic attack and someone placed a hand on my small back. 

"s**t you need medical attention asap" a male voice muttered in a harsh tone and I started feeling dizzy. 

He untied my hands and legs and handed me bottled water. Our eyes met for the first time and I let out a small gasp. 

"Eric…you're here" I whispered softly.