Bought By The Billionaire novel Chapter 36

… he reaches, grasps the top of my panties and is about to pull when…

There is a wailing noise, eerie and strange as it echoes around the room, but to me as welcome as sunshine after rain. The cavalry has arrived…… at last.

The sound of police sirens reverberates around us.

Konner dashes to the window, peering down through clouded glass and cobwebs, then says. “There’s police cars out there. Lots of them. The building’s surrounded.”

Fury washes across Mack’s face, followed by confusion. Adele’s expression is apoplectic.

“How?” she demands. “How did they find us?”

They both look at me.

Relief washing over me, still sick to my stomach but nonetheless, relieved, I say “You figure it out. You’re neither of you all that bright, are you?”

Bafflement on both features. “Did it occur to you that mobile phones these days do a lot more than make phone calls? Of course, my friends know where I am. They only had to trace my phone signal.”

They still both look blank. “It’s a modern phone.” I continue. “A smartphone. They all have GPS built in. And they can all be set to be traceable. Usually it’s just a protection against phones being stolen, but in this case, it meant that I could be tracked if needed.”

Adele’s face twists. Mack still looks bewildered. How did he succeed in defrauding my Master for so long if he is really this stupid?

From below comes the sound of many feet running up the echoing stairs.

“Put your gun down,” I say to Konner.

“Don’t,” says Mack to him. “We’ll fight it out. We’ll….”

Konner throws his gun to the ground. Another follows, dropped by Elroy. Mack looks furious. “You’re being well paid for this!”

“I was being paid for a job,” says Konner. “No-one said anything about fighting it out with the police. I’m not being paid for suicide.”

The door slams open and my Master bursts in, closely followed by several police officers. To the rear, I see Ross and Francis. Francis’ eyes are swollen, as though she has been crying. Ross looks at me, still down on the floor, holding my eyes long, radiating apology.

My Master gazes around the room, taking in the tableau. He looks down at me, his expression bland. “What have they done to you, Elizabeth?” His gaze lingers over my swelling eye, my ripped clothes...

A strange reluctance takes me. I don’t want to tell my Master about what has/was going to happen. I am his. I do not want to admit that….

…… Of course I must tell him.

“Not much so far. They didn’t have time. It probably looks worse than it is.” I wipe my eye, streaming fluid: tears? Or blood? “Mack was about to… to…. to gang rape me”

My Master raises an eyebrow, but his expression stays blank, his gaze sweeping over Konner and Elroy. “With these two?” he asks me.

“With them, yes. They were holding me down when….” My throat seizes up and the words won’t come out. No longer able to hold my self-control, my tears start flowing, running uncontrolled down my face as I try fruitlessly to wipe them away.

Still calm, my Master asks “And Adele?” He glances at her. Astonishingly, she is still holding her wine glass.

“Adele wanted to watch. And then Mack was planning to ransom me back to you, but sell me anyway to someone in the third world even when you paid. I’m not sure who. A brothel-keeper or people-trafficker I think. That’s what he said anyway.”

My Master’s voice is calm, measured. “Is that right?”

I am not fooled by his calm tones. This is my Master at his most dangerous. He holds out his hand, helping me to stand, his stare hovering over my ripped clothes, my tear-stained face.