her back. She struggled against him, but couldn’t
free herself.
“Anna,” Ben whispered, reaching for her.
“He didn’t abandon you, Anna. He’s been here
since Friday night. He’s been watching all sorts of videos.
Watching you please man after man after man. And he just got to
watch you suck my cock live.”
Tears fell down her cheeks as she stared at
Ben. “Please, Devin,” she sobbed, struggling against him. “Let me
go.”
“Anna, I will not allow anyone to come
between us. You’re too valuable to me to allow that to happen. So
if you really mean that you’d rather be with him than me…,” Devin
nodded and Ian stepped right behind Ben and put his hand on Ben’s
shoulder. “…then I have no choice but to eliminate the distraction
once and for all.”
Time slowed as Anna and Ben stared at each
other. Anna saw Ian lift his hand. He was holding something. A
syringe.
“NO!” Anna screamed as Ian jammed the syringe
into Ben’s neck. “NO!” Anna wrenched herself free from Devin and
ran to Ben, catching him as he began to fall to the ground. “Ben!
No, please!” She lowered him to the ground as his eyes filled with
pain.
His body convulsed and he stared at her
intently.
“No, Ben. Oh, God. Please, no.” She brushed
his hair back and kissed him, cradling his cheek. Tears streamed
down her cheeks.
“Anna,” he whispered. She could barely hear
him. “…love…you…” His voice trailed off and his eyes fluttered
closed as his body gave one last shudder and then relaxed.
“Ben?” she whispered, desperation filling her
heart. “Ben, please wake up.” He had to be sleeping. Yes. Ian
wouldn’t have killed him. She looked up at Ian who stood over her,
face impassive.
Anna’s stomach felt like a stone as the truth
settled into her heart: Ian had killed the man she loved. Anna
looked back down at Ben’s handsome face, tears filling her eyes.
She collapsed onto Ben’s chest and sobbed, crying out his name and
clinging to him. “Nooooo!” she wailed. “Ben, come back to me.
Please. I need you.”
She heard a soft thump on the floor next to
her and looked up through tear-filled eyes to see a square jewelry
box lying on its side next to her. She stared at it.
“You might be interested to know what was in
his pocket when we took him.” Devin’s cold voice drifted down from
above.
With shaking hands, Anna reached for the gray
box and opened it. Inside was a diamond solitaire ring; an
engagement ring. She stared at it for a long moment and then
something snapped inside her. She clenched her jaw and grasped the
box tightly in her hand. An unfamiliar sensation bubbled up inside
her and she began to shake.
She kissed Ben’s still-warm lips and stood,
almost calmly in contrast to the boiling heat inside her. She put
the ring box in her pocket and her eyes flicked up, first looking
at Ian and then Devin.
Without realizing what she was doing, Anna
lunged at Devin, kicking and hitting him wherever she could make
contact. She got a couple of good hits in before Ian pulled her off
and held her back against his chest. A shriek escaped from her
throat as she struggled against Ian, hate lending her strength she
didn’t know she had.
“I hate you!” she screeched at Devin, her
voice cracking with emotion. “I hate you and I’ll never forgive you
for this.”
Devin calmly dabbed at his mouth and arched a
brow as he looked at the blood on his finger. His hair was mussed
and his lip was bleeding. “I don’t need your forgiveness, Anna. I
need your obedience. Which I will have,” he added with a dark
voice. He smiled and looked at Ian. “Take her to my room, then get
rid of the body. Mr. Durham here is going to have had an accident
off the bridge.” He gave a mock gasp and then grinned wickedly.
“The same bridge your parents died on. Fitting, don’t you
think?”
Anna struggled again to get free. “You
fucking bastard,” she screamed. “I hate you!”
Devin shrugged. “Take her,