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minutes. You have to take me back.”
    “Why?”
    “Because this isn’t how this night is supposed to end. I can’t get involved with you. I need something you can’t give me.”
    “What do you need?’
    “Forgetfulness!” She screamed the word. She’d done everything. She’d played his game and watched her back and all she wanted was a chance to forget, to let some guy who looked good on the outside, but was as messed up as her on the inside fuck her silly and make her forget.
    Then she would get up like it had never happened, stagger her way home, wash her herself off and cry herself to sleep. That was the game she played when life became more than she could handle.
    Then come Monday, she would pick herself up, slip on her beautiful mask and deal with a world who didn’t understand the monster who lived in her.
    “Not tonight, kitten. Tonight you climb those stairs or I carry you. Either way works for me. I drop you in my bedroom and you sashay that beautiful ass into the bathroom and clean up. Then we talk about what happens next.”
    “You’re crazy. Do you kidnap all your women and bring them here? Do they scream Niko? Do you get off on that? Well not me. I won’t be staying here so you can rape me and who knows what else.”
    She reached down calmly and took her shoes off. Holding them in her hand, she flung first one then the other at him. She turned and ran to the front door, trying to get it open. The door never budged.
    She turned to see her shoes dangling off his fingers.
    “Ready to go upstairs?”
    “Don’t do this Niko. You can have any woman. You can get help for this.”
    “Maybe I only want you Dee. Ready?”
    She turned and hit the door again. She pounded on it. Stupid, stupid Dee, she thought. Always getting yourself in trouble.
    She felt him when he got close. She launched herself at him trying to scratch at his eyes. He ducked low and she fell over his shoulder. He picked her up and carried her up the stairs.
    She should cry, not that it had ever helped her in the past. She always thought no matter how bad it got, in the end everything would be ok. Who knew she would be killed like this by someone she’d considered a friend.
    He dropped her on a large bed. She looked around the room with unseeing eyes. Big room, large bed and plenty of storage. Yep, looked like a master bedroom to her.
    “What will Rena say when I disappear.”
    He shrugged his shoulders. “She should’ve stayed with me when I asked her?”
    “You bastard.” She flew at him. He caught her and dropped her back on the bed.
    “As much fun as this is, you need a bath.”
    “What, you like your woman clean before you rape and dismember them?”
    “You watch a lot of television?”
    She would’ve tried to scratch his eyes out again, but after two tries she needed a new tactic.
    “How many have there been? Will you pretend to be concerned when Rena cries over my dead body?”
    He growled and came to tower over her as she lay on the bed. “You get one chance, Dee. You get that beautiful body in the bathroom and wash that fuck me scent off you, the one that is coming from between those sexy legs and driving me crazy or I plunge into you. Believe me, you don’t want it like that the first time.”
    He backed up, giving her room to escape. She jumped off the bed and ran towards the door he’d motioned her to.
    She slumped against the door she was so messed up that even when she thought she could trust someone, her nasty paranoia raised its head. Shaking her head she focused on the bathroom.
    If someone wanted to get to her, all they needed to do was promise her a bathroom like this one. It was an escape within an escape. On one wall lay a big tub, big enough for two or three to sink deep within it.
    She walked over and saw the jets. Had she died and gone to heaven? On the other wall stood a beautiful shower, nice and big. He liked things big, everything except her.
    Double sinks and a color scheme of green and blues