Bind Me - Page 126

“I’ll be right back.” As the words fall from my lips, I think of every horror movie I’ve seen with that exact line. It’s not really reassuring.

Blake waves me off and finishes a text he’s sending. I draw in a deep breath. It shouldn’t take long for Hunter to realize I’m not being guarded. I go into the bathroom but just wash my hands, staring at my pale reflection above the sink.

I just have to evade him long enough for Blake to come. It’s simple really. Hunter is a bragger. If he’s behind the stalking, he’ll tell me everything. I think about the shower and the file room. Whoever did it had the opportunity to do more to me, which doesn’t seem like something Hunter would pass up. Unless he was trying to make me quit and come work for Taylor’s.

I shake my head. I just need to eliminate someone or figure out who my stalker is. Now or never.

Taking a deep breath, I pull open the bathroom door and stroll down the hallway to the copy room. As soon as I step through the door, my breath catches. It’s the same as the last time I was in here, when Hunter had me cornered. The feeling of being trapped overwhelms me, and I almost bolt back through the door to freedom.

“You’re pretty slippery, little bird.”

My breath catches at his voice.

This door doesn’t have a lock on it. As long as I can reach the door, I’m safe. I take a deep breath. “What are you doing, Hunter?”

“What we should have done a year ago.” He closes the distance between us, and I retreat to keep the space.

“I already told you no. I don’t want you. Why can’t you accept that?” The presence of the wall closes in on me. He’ll have me trapped again if I’m not careful.

“That Courtney chick doesn’t like you much. She says you’re fucking your boss.” His eyes darken as he stops right before touching me, just as my back hits the wall.

“I’m dating Cooper,” I toss out, knowing it’s not enough to stop him.

He laughs. “I knew we should have hired you. Didn’t know you were the kind to slut it up for rich guys. You know, I’m worth a lot of money if that’s what gets you wet.”

“Fuck off, Hunter.” I go to brush by him, but he shoves my shoulder into the wall. His gaze trails over my open neckline.

“Did he leave all these marks on you?” His fingers dig into my shoulder next to one of the marks Coop left. “You could have had me gentle, little bird. But now I have to get rough with you because apparently you like it that way.”

His hand draws closer to my neck. For a second, I freeze, not knowing which way to go, but then I remember. “What about the recordings you sent me?”

His brow pinches together. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

His confusion seems so genuine that it might be real. Fuck, this was a bad idea.

“The texts with the videos of the bathroom and the file room.” I duck under his arm and hurry toward the door. Just as I get it open his hand slams it shut, and he traps me against the door, pressing his front against my back.

“You want to make a film, little bird? We could record right here in the copy room. I’ll fuck you so hard that guy won’t want your sorry pussy back.” His words fill me with dread. He draws my hair over my shoulder, sending a chill down my spine. “But I’ll still want you.”

I jerk my elbow into his stomach, surprising him more than hurting him. But it’s enough for me to get away from the door. “If you don’t stop this right now, I’ll scream.”

Laughing, he straightens. “Scream all you want, little bird. I made sure I’d get enough time with you after being interrupted the last time.”

I back behind a chair. “What do you mean?”

The door is the only way out, and Hunter stands between me and it. I swallow down my fear. Blake is coming.

“I made sure my dad would keep Blake occupied while my friend watches the door, so no one saves you this time.” His grin is as evil as my nightmare version of him. For a minute, I get trapped in that dream where Blake never shows up.

I know Blake won’t let me down.

“You haven’t been texting me and sending pictures?” I straighten my spine and look in his eyes, needing a direct answer.

“Fuck, no. Why would I waste any more time on you than I have to? I knew you’d walk in here begging for it. Looking for any excuse to get me alone so you can choke on my dick.” He grabs his bulge. My stomach turns at the thought.

“I don’t want anything from you, Hunter.” I glance at the door. Where is Blake?

“Fuck, Maddy.” Hunter closes in on me again. “I’m going to get a taste of you today before you slip out of my hands for good. You’re going to love it and want me so badly you’ll be begging me to let you come work for me. So I can fuck that pretty pussy every fucking day.”