s*x Slave

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Uncle Joe’s POV

Halfway to my destination, I realized I forgot cash. Cursing my stupidity, I rushed home.

I saw that boy sitting outside, staring at the street. He looked scared, then started singing and swaying, smiling.

“So foolish,” I thought, heading to my house. At the door, I saw the padlocks were gone. I checked around but noticed nothing odd.

Hand on my pistol, I grew scared. Who dared break in? I eased the door open, pointing my gun inside, then slipped in, scanning quickly.

Everything seemed untouched. I checked my room door, it's padlock was gone too. Tiptoeing, I flung it open, gun raised, but found no one.

“What the f**k!” I yelled, furious. “Show yourself, motherfucker!” I shouted, c*****g my gun. Silence.

Someone broke in, but nothing seemed disturbed. I clutched my head, gun in hand, thinking of that boy. “He looked scared,” I thought, narrowing my eyes.

“But he sang a stupid song,” my mind countered. “Just a child,” I mumbled, finding no traces of anyone.

“I’ll get you, bastard!” I yelled, clenching my fists.

Eddie’s POV

I inserted the tape into my TV’s video player and sat with Ryan as it loaded. It showed a man and woman tied in a deserted warehouse, looking familiar.

Checking my phone, I confirmed they were in the wall photos. “Princess’s parents?” I said, watching closely.

Ryan stared, confused. They were swollen, clearly beaten. A man appeared with a gun, Princess’s uncle. Ryan gasped.

“I need you dead to take your wealth, brother,” Uncle Joe said, laughing wickedly. He shot the man in the head.

“Oh my God!” Ryan cried. “He’s so wicked,” he sobbed. I was stunned by his cruelty to his own brother.

He moved to the woman, tearing her clothes. I pulled Ryan close, shielding his eyes from the brutal act. I watched Joe r**e her, tears falling.

“I’ll show your miserable daughter this after I get what I want, then…” he said, pointing the gun at her head. “Do this,” he added, shooting her.

The gunshot made Ryan flinch. I rubbed his back as the tape ended. “I swear, I’ll slit his throat myself!” I growled.

At Midnight

I climbed out my window onto the tree. Ryan was asleep after crying. I reached Princess’s window and whispered her name.

Footsteps approached, and the curtain lifted, revealing her smiling face. She opened the window, and I climbed in using the stool.

She wore only a bra and panties. “Hi,” I said, avoiding staring.

“Hi,” she replied, walking to her bed.

I sat beside her, showing her the photos. “Do you know this man?” I asked, displaying one.

“He questioned my uncle about locking me up,” she said. I nodded.

“He killed him,” I said. She nodded sadly.

Princess’s POV

Eddie showed me photos of my uncle’s guns, shocking me. He’s a first-class criminal who doesn’t deserve to live.

“I’ll show this to my dad. He’ll act, and you’ll be free,” Eddie said, smiling. I gazed at him with love.

“I love you, Eddie,” I said. He leaned in quickly, kissing me deeply. He laid me on the bed, staying on top.

My hands trailed his back as his slid to my thighs, making me moan softly. He kissed my neck, leaving marks, then moved to my breasts, removing my bra.

He teased my n****e with his teeth, and I moaned, “Fck.” Pleasure overwhelmed me.

Suddenly, he stopped. “What’s wrong?” I asked, sitting up.

“I’m sorry, Princess. You’re still recovering. I shouldn’t do this now,” he said sadly.

I understood. I didn’t want to hate him later. “Kiss me,” I said, moving closer. His eyes showed true love.

He lifted my chin, kissing me passionately. Our tongues met, rolling together. Out of breath, we parted.

“I love you, Princess,” he said. I hugged him, my breasts pressing against him.

“I love you too,” I said, emotional.

“I need to go,” he said, rubbing my back.

“When this nightmare ends, let’s go somewhere unknown to start anew,” I said, smiling.

“I’ll make it happen,” he said, smiling.

He kissed me again at the window.

“Dream of me,” he said, jumping out.

I smiled, returning to bed, melting at his touch.