Casey’s POV
Drake is such an idiot!
I’m so close to finding my kids, I just need a few more weeks to pinpoint their exact location, but Drake keeps infuriating Austin, and he forces him to buy me and torture me more often. I was getting used to him spending time outside, I enjoyed the freedom I get whenever he goes out for his business and leaves me all alone with Tyler.
It gives me enough time to work with Tyler and locate my children. And it gives me the time I need to search this house for any evidence that I could use against Austin Foster. At the same time, I get to spend time with Tyler. That is the best part of my day, he takes my mind off everything that is happening around me. He makes me feel so happy and safe. He shows me what it means to love, and as I keep spending time with him every day, my love for him continues to grow and our bond keeps getting stronger.
I was getting used to my life, and everything was going exactly how I wanted it, but now that Drake is around my plans are just getting ruined by him consistently. He keeps sticking his nose where they do not belong, and I get to pay for all his mistakes. He beats me whenever Drake disrupts any of his deals, and after hitting me as much as he wants, he stands in front of me and he calls the people he left my children with and he instructs them to starve my children, I mean, his children.
Last week, he hosted a few visitors in the house and I know they are after my brother, but there is nothing I can do to want Drake because he threatened to cut off my children’s fingers and send them to me in a gift box. I had to keep mute and let him do whatever he wishes to do with my brother, and at the same time, I still prayed and hoped that Drake would be able to outsmart him.
I kept mute as he instructed, but even at that, he still wasn’t satisfied. There is absolutely nothing I can do to satisfy him, his hatred for me can never be appeased, and that is why he made me walk around the house, practically naked while his guests were around. He derives joy from humiliating me, he just wants to break me and make me suffer, he wants to see me beg for mercy. But I won’t do it, not anymore.
He fails to realize that I am not that naive child that he took as a wife just to use her for his selfish desires. I am not that child that cries we beg him to spare me and my kids, I won’t do it anymore. Even if he chooses to hurt my kids and my family, I won’t cry anymore because I have my plans laid out already. I am so close to achieving my goal, so, so close. When I finally get back my kids, I’ll show him just how much I despise him, he will finally meet the monster that he created.
You won’t believe that he asked the maids to take the week off, while I serve his guests all through the week. He handed me a bunch of holster belt lingerie sets and he ordered me to wear them every day for the whole week that his friends would be around. He made me cook, clean, and serve his friends, and all through the week, I was forced to wear lingerie.
At first, his friends frowned at his attitude, the Irishman among them scolded him for treating his wife this way, but when he told them that I am Drake’s sister, they gladly commended him for subduing me and they decided to pay me back for my brother’s interference with their business. They treated me like a maid, smacking and grabbing my ass like a fucking whore.
I didn’t let it get to me, I performed my tasks with my head held high. If anything, I decided to tease Tyler with my sexy lingerie. I know he is in the control room right now, watching everything that is happening to me in here. He must be so pissed to see me being treated like a whore. I hate when he gets this way, he cares too much to watch me suffer and I wish to make him feel better, but there is absolutely no way I can put a call across to him, or even go up to him. All I could do is to lighten his mood by flaunting my sexy curves in front of every camera, teasing him in my sexy lingerie.
Whenever I’m alone in a lonely corridor, I put on a show for him, rolling my hips to the music in my head, caressing my body and my boobs. I know that he can see me, and I’m sure he has blocked Austin from viewing the camera on this part of the house. He knows when I’m about to play silly games and he loves it as well. He turns off the light to tell me that he has his eyes on me, and then he turns it back on. What I did is quite hilarious, I know it seems stupid, but this is the only way I can survive in this house, without Tyler, I would have gone insane.
I try to keep my affairs with Tyler a secret, the only reason I’m bold enough to put on this show for him is that Austin Foster has some guests and he doesn’t have the time to monitor my every movement. Besides, Tyler is in the control room and he is controlling what he can see on the camera. So I’m pretty sure that he cannot see me teasing and enticing another man, he’ll fucking kill Tyler, and when he is done with him, he will make me watch while he kills my kids and my family.
A few days after his guests arrived, they planned to go after Drake and eliminate him, but they went after the wrong guy, they fucking overstepped their boundaries. I don’t know the full details, but I’m sure that Drake gave them more than they deserved. I saw the look on his face when he came back home that day, he looked livid, so kicking furiously. I did cross his path, I didn’t even look his way, but he hurt me anyway.
“That brother of yours is daring me!
I’ll fucking kill him!” he yelled in my face, slapping me hard on my face, breaking my lips in the process. I blame Drake for this, he keeps getting on his nerves and pushing him to the wall. I know he doesn’t know that I always pay for all his mistakes, he has no idea that I’m suffering for all his failed attacks on Austin Foster. If he wants to kill him, then he should get it done as soon as possible and save me this torment and torture.
I endured the torture and abuse that he dished out to me for the next few days. After a few days, it blew over and he went back to his usual busy schedule and I had the freedom and time that I need to continue my secret operation. With all his guests gone, there was no one to order me around and humiliate me. I waited for him to leave the house
“I got it, Cas!
I got the address of four of his warehouses, Casey, I finally did it!” Tyler let out excitedly, pulling me in for a hug, and twirling me in the air like a baby. I screamed in excitement as I tried to understand what he was talking about. Yes, I heard him and I know what he is referring to, but I still needed confirmation. I want to be sure that he knows what he is talking about,
“Am I finally going to find my children?
Do you have the right intel, are you very sure about this?” I asked him, my eyes filled with tears as I imagined the possibility of seeing my kids again and holding them in my arms once more.
“Yes, my love. The intel is legit, I got it from a reliable source and I have checked it out already. He has more warehouses and safe houses in this city, but these are the ones he frequents regularly.
I don’t want to get your hopes high, I’m still not certain that this is where he is keeping the kids, we don’t know if we would find them there. It’s a long shot, but we are hoping that we would find them in any of these warehouses, but if we don’t find them, I’m sure we can be able to locate the rest of his safe houses, I’m sure we will find them. This is just our first success and I’m happy about it. I know we will…”
I did not wait for him to finish that sentence, I threw myself in his arms, kissing him passionately. I’m so emotional right now, how did I get to be so lucky?
His fingers ran along the nape of my neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake. My breath came in sharp and slow. I looked into his eyes and wondered if he would back down, I know we’ve talked about this and we agreed to wait until we get all these things sorted out. I wanted to wait until I leave this godforsaken house before I can be with him. He agreed to wait for me to be ready and I thought he would stop me from doing this, but I got my answer when I looked into his eyes. I saw the hunger in his eyes. He wanted me. And I knew he’d be more than willing to take what he wanted from me.
He bent back my head across his arm and kissed me, softly at first, and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made me cling to him as the only solid thing in a dizzy swaying world. His insistent mouth was parting my shaking lips, sending wild tremors along my nerves, evoking from me sensations I had never known she was capable of feeling.
Heat rose from my stomach to my chest. Tyler’s lips and hands on my body were making me hypnotic beyond reason. I felt him washing over me like a wave of warmth, curling my toes, unfurling all my senses as the taste of him nearly silenced all other thoughts.
My whole body tingled, the feel of his frame leaning on mine as his arms wrapped around me felt nearly forbidden. He pulled me in, holding me close to his heart, kissing me hungrily and intensely until my knees gave in. By the time I became aware of his fingers, they had already slipped under my skirt, finding their way to my honeypot. My hands found their way into his shirt, his skin smooth and radiating heat.
“Make love to me, Tyler, I want you.”
I didn’t have to ask twice, he pulled me up to straddle his hips, then he walked over to his bed, with me still straddling his hips. He fulfilled my wish and more, he granted my request, he made passionate love to me, and everything was going perfectly fine until I got a call from Austin…
“You are dead, Casey. You are so fucking dead!
Where the fuck are you, and what is happening with the cameras in that fucking house!”