To Say Goodbye

Chapter 21

Maggie's POV

"We should get up and shower. We have been in bed all day and I have reservations for us tonight." Xander said kissing my head. He slid out of bed and walked to his closet. We really have spent the whole day cuddling.

"Shame, the bed is quite comfortable. I think I'll miss it if I leave." I chuckled. "What reservations?" I asked sitting on the edge of the bed.

"It is just a nice dinner with a business associate. He was a friend of my father's. Xavier and I wanted to ask him a few questions to help figure out some ways of navigating the expansion into Europe better." Xander said rustling about the closet.

"If it is business, I could wait for you here. I don't want to be in the way." I said softly.

"I want you there, little one. I got you something just for the occasion." Xander replied exiting the closet with a white box with a green bow.

I gave him a soft smile as he handed me the box. "You really didn't need to get me anything." I sighed looking down at the box.

"I wanted to." He said tenderly.

I opened the gift, sneaking a glance at Xander every now and then. He was adorably waiting for my reaction to his gift. "Wow. Xander this is stunning!" I exclaimed pulling out a beautiful plum dress from the box. It was gorgeous and underneath were a pair of black strappy heels. Similar to my favorite pair.

"I'm glad you like it. I can't wait to see you in it tonight. I bet you will look absolutely gorgeous. Even more beautiful as I'm taking it off of you." Xander winked at me.

I immediately blushed a deep scarlet. "Xander!" I playfully smacked his arm. He just shrugged and chuckled at me.

"I said I would wait until you begged me to touch you, but I never said I wouldn't tease about touching you." he said with a shrug.

"Maybe I will have you begging me. We will just have to see who is begging who by the end of this, won't we Mr. King? Cause I'm betting you'll be the first to break." I bet him in a sultry voice as I took the box with me into the bathroom. Just before I closed the door I batted my lashes at Xander.

"Game on, my little temptress." Xander smirked.

Game on indeed! Little does he know that he picked a perfect dress for his own destruction.

After an amazing shower and a few hours of taming hair and figuring out my makeup, I was ready. I left my hair down in waves since I knew Xander liked it down. I did a smokey eye with my signature pink gloss. The dress Xander picked out really was beautiful. It was a spaghetti strap dress with a swoop neckline. It only showed the top of my cleavage, which I liked. It flowed to just above my knees in the front and to my lower calves in the back.

The boys were all waiting for me downstairs. "I was right. Absolutely gorgeous." Xander stated in awe. "Damn girl, somebody call the fire department because you're on fire!" Xavier cheered enthusiastically. "Looking good Maggs!" James stated with a nod. "I give it a ten!" Andre chirped.

I smiled and thanked all of them before wrapping my arm around Xander's. "Ready?" I asked looking at everyone.

"Whenever you are, little one." Xander replied.

"Are we dropping the temptress name already? I kinda liked it!" Xavier teased.

Xander glared at him, but I interrupted before he could say anything. "Oh, don't worry. The 'little temptress' has plans to live up to her name. After tonight, it's never going away." I playfully hinted towards Xander.

"Hahaha! Good luck brother, but we all knew you were doomed from the start." Xavier laughed walking to the car.

We all laughed with him until we were outside. I noticed there were more men around the car tonight. Odd. Did they increase security? Maybe I never really paid attention before...

I shrugged it off and got in the car.

The restaurant was beautiful. It was a high class steak house. The meeting went flawlessly. Their father's friend was incredibly helpful with all his insights. He had to leave early, but the guys said they got what they needed.

Throughout dinner I teased Xander every chance I could. I bent over him to get my fallen napkin, leaned forward exposing more cleavage to get salt, brushing his leg every so often and of course eating seductively. Which is difficult with steak, but I made it work.

He was on his game tonight too, though. He glanced at me throughout dinner and would grin mischievously or bite his lip seductively. His hand found it's way to my thigh several times. Once there, he would alternate between a hard squeeze or grazing his fingers up and down my thigh. At one point he leaned down under the table to pick up a napkin he dropped. While he was down there 'looking for the napkin', his hand wrapped around my ankle. He dragged his hand up my leg once he 'found' the napkin. He pushed my dress up as his hand dragged up my leg to my thigh. When he was finally sitting all the way up, he just kept his hand on my inner thigh. Drawing circles near my core, but never actually touching it. My body was on fire. Thankfully the waiter came over, and Xander smoothed my dress down so the waiter wouldn't see my legs.

The other thing that Xander did that I was actually really fond of, was play with my hair. He would twirl my ends around his fingers or massage my scalp from behind while he rested his arm on the back of the booth behind me. I think he did this more mindlessly, than as a torture method to turn me on. I loved every minute of it.

We were waiting on desert to arrive when all the wine finally hit me.

"I'll be right back." I whispered to Xander.

"Are you alright?" Xander asked with a concerned expression.

"Yes, I just need to use the lady's room." I replied and pecked his lips.

He nodded his head and watched as I walked away. I could feel his burning gaze until I turned down the hallway that led to the restrooms. I quickly relieved my bladder and took a little extra time to wash my hands and fix my make up. I gave my hair a little fluff and left the lady's room.

As soon as I was out the door, a hand covered my mouth and an arm wrapped around my waist. The person began pulling me back towards the end of the hall. I don't know who this is, but they reak of alcohol. I tried to wriggle free, but the harder I struggled the tighter his grip on me became. The hand over my mouth was becoming painful.

The mystery man dragged me out a door that led to an alley in the back of the restaurant. He threw me forcefully against the brick wall and slapped me across the face hard. I fell to the ground gripping my face and trying to shield my head from further attacks.

"I have been looking forward to getting my hands on you again, you little b***h! You ruined all my plans! Now, you are going to pay for that mistake!" a voice chuckled sinisterly. This voice, its familiar. I've heard it before.

I finally looked up to see my attacker. Bill Sutton. Crazy Bill is back. He looks just as crazy as I remembered.

"What are you doing out of jail? Ahh!!!" I screamed as Bill pulled me up by my hair. Once I was standing, he turned my body around so my back was to him. He pushed me harshly against the brick and pinned me with his body. I could feel his large gut pressing into my back.

He gave an evil cackle before he answered, "Those two idiots can't keep me in jail. I have powerful friends, my dear. Now, before I get rid of you and continue with my original plan, I think I'll have a little fun with you first. After all, you are a very beautiful woman. It would be a shame to kill you before I sample what you have to offer. Who knows, If I enjoy myself enough, I might keep you as a pet for a while." He spat as he yanked my hair back, forcing my head to look up.

I attempted to scream for help, but he shoved a cloth into my mouth. Bill pushed my face into the brick scraping my cheek. I tried to push against the wall to get him off me. Or at least give myself enough room to twist out of his grasp but he shoved his weight against me again and twisted my arms behind my back. Bill held my wrists with one hand while he used the other to pull my dress up revealing my ass. I again tried to wriggle out of his grip, but he was too strong. He stopped for a moment and gripped my throat.

"The harder you struggle, the more I enjoy this dear." He chuckled darkly. I have tears freely rolling down my face. No, there is no way I'm giving in to crazy Bill. I have to get out of here. Bill reached down and slapped my ass harshly. I screamed against the cloth in my mouth at the impact. He slid his finger up my inner thigh and looped it around my lace panties, right near my entrance. In one forceful motion, he tore my panties off of me. No! This is not happening!

I heard the sound of him unfastening his belt and zipping down his pants. He wrapped his hand against my throat again and started to apply pressure. He used his foot to spread my legs apart roughly. Then Bill took his hand off my throat and shoved my face into the brick again. I can see his sinister smirk from over my shoulder.

"I'm going to enjoy this, my dear. Too bad I had to put that cloth in you mouth. I was really looking forward to hearing you scream. But no matter, do you feel how ready I am?" He asked rubbing his disgusting c**k between my ass cheeks. I let out a muffled sob.

No... this can't be happening. Please, not like this.

I felt Bill angle himself at my entrance.

No, no, no, no, no. Please, no!