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CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
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Ten Shades of Passion CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
“Two weeks. I can work with two weeks.” James didn’t look at her chest, which was now fully on display, revealing a sexy black lace bra that must have borne an expensive designer tag.“Lois, can you pay really careful attention and listen to everything James tells you? If you can, you can take the intensive James Leveritt course and be out of here in a week. Does that work for you?” Again, she didn’t look at me. Her voice was aimed over her shoulder in my direction, but her eyes were firmly on James.“Say no, Lois.” This time, he did look at me, and his eyes were pleading. Why? Why did the man care whether I lived or died? Most of the people in my business were hardened to such things. Casualties were an unfortunate but regular consequence in the little games we played. If James had been one of Sharkey’s trainees, he’d have patted me on the head, pointed me in the direction of Carte Blanche, and his conscience could then rest easy. This didn’t appear to be the case, and I couldn’t un
Ten Shades of Passion CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
Reaching for the bathroom cabinet door with shaking fingers, I located the black plastic container easily. Bar a couple of toothbrushes and some floss, it was all that was in there. Now, did I obey orders, or did I open the box? The temptation to disobey was great. It was probably better to be prepared for what was going to come next, or was it? There was a good chance that even if I opened the box, I’d have no idea of its contents. Hovering with indecision for a moment, in the end I decided to err on the side of caution. If James did have this place rigged out with cameras everywhere, I was going to pay at some point in the near future, and I could take a surprise. Hopefully.Back on two legs, I raced back through the corridor to make up for my earlier dithering. I needn’t have bothered. When I entered the kitchen once again, the two of them were rolling about on the floor in a state of impressive dishabille. My first thought was to deliver a swift kick into any ribcage I could find
Ten Shades of Passion CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
“You can tell me all about luck after you’ve finished your next assignment, Lois, because you’ll need to be the luckiest woman alive in order to do what you’re planning and get out alive.” Removing the soft metal cap of the vial, he fished out another wipe to clean the top of the bottle. He then grabbed the syringe and tugged the cap of the needle away with his teeth. Punching the tip of the needle into the top of the vial, he depressed the plunger completely before slowly extracting a few cc’s of clear liquid.“Well, I guess I’d better give you the whistle-stop tour,” he said, slowly withdrawing the needle from the vial. Unable to tear my gaze away, I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear this, but that didn’t concern him in the least.“There’s Sodium Pentothal, which is a barbiturate, and in light doses it can be used as a truth serum. You’ve got to be careful with that one, though, because if you give your subject too much, you’ll send them to sleep.”If only, I thought.“Alain will use t
Ten Shades of Passion CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
“What is your name?” James and Sharkey now sat facing each other, across the dining room table. There was no such luxury for me. I was still on the cold, hard floor, craning my neck up to look at the pair.There was a pause as Sharkey deliberated her answer. It might have been amusing in different circumstances.“Sandra Blakely.” She giggled.James turned towards me and sighed. “Does that sound convincing to you?”I shook my head. “She’s only been under the influence of the stuff once or twice, so I can’t expect a lot from her. Although she’s been instructed to lie in response to everything I ask her, when I up her dose in ten minutes' time, she’ll find it nearly impossible to do so. That’s because ‘so-called’ truth serums slow down your body’s reactions. It will take a lot longer for messages to be sent to the brain and performing high-functioning tasks will become increasingly difficult. Her concentration span can now be likened to that of a toddler.”Sharkey giggled again, and thou
Ten Shades of Passion CHAPTER SIXTY
Unable to stop myself, my back arched, and I let out a low mewl of pleasure. He then tweaked my nipple sharply, and I was brought swiftly back down to earth. “You enjoy the games just as much as I do, Lois, you just don’t know it yet.” Closing the gap between our faces, he then claimed my lips with a fierce ab andon, and now I was sunbathing in another dimension.The thought of pushing him away didn’t enter my head, although that would have been my best option. Instead, I sat there dumbstruck and lapped him up with everything I had available. Lips, tongue, hands, fingertips… they all clamoured for soft heat and smooth skin. The fact that I couldn’t have him only made me want him all the more, but that was half the point. If the man wasn’t so unobtainable, would I still want him? That question would eat away at me for a few days, I was sure.“Lois, you should be pushing me away, not trying to eat my face off.” James’s lips twitched as he pulled away, and I wanted to bury my face in m
Ten Shades of Passion CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
“What is your name?” James’ voice was softer than usual, and it had a kinder lilt. I guessed he figured he didn’t have to try so hard after the poor woman was pumped full of drugs.“Elizabeth, Margaret, Sharkey.” Although Sharkey’s speech was still slow, there was no pause this time, and more importantly, no giggling.“What do you do for a living?” The second question came as smoothly as the first, and she answered it without hesitation.“I work for Cellular Operations. It’s nothing to do with mobile phones - it’s more of a front for undercover operations.”My eyes bulged as Sharkey began revealing all the pertinent details of our business. If this happened to me while under Alain’s roof, my life would be toast - very burnt, black, and unrecoverable toast.“What’s your role in the business?” The question seemed benign from James’s lips, but that one little question could do a whole world of damage in the wrong person’s hands. “I oversee day-to-day operations. My role involves a bit o
Ten Shades of Passion CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
“Well, off you go, Lois. I must say, I think I’m almost looking forward to this.” James motioned with his hand for me to continue. There was just one small problem with that. I was still gagged. Since when had James ever made anything easy for me? Eyeballing him rather unpleasantly, I took a moment to calm down and think the challenge through. Seriously, this was child’s play considering some of the things I’d had to do in the past. Something would come to me.Think, Lois, think. What would James want from you? And then it hit me. There was something I very much wanted to do. Hopefully James wouldn’t be as averse to the idea this time, and now I was more than prepared to beg for my supper – especially if it meant getting the use of my voice back. Patting Sharkey softly on the cheek, I let her know I’d be back to finish what I’d started very shortly with a wink.My next move was to push James’s chair back a little, which enabled me to kneel on the floor at his feet. Looking up him, un
Ten Shades of Passion CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
“Lois, get off her and give her a minute. You might as well pick your poison out of these goodies meanwhile, and then you can return to tormenting her. I had no idea you had a taste for domination.” To make sure I complied with his orders, James grabbed a handful of my ha ir and pulled me upwards. “She needs air, Lois.” He rolled his eyes. Sighing, I pouted prettily before saying, “Did you know you can come just from having your nipples stimulated?” I then got very distracted by the large plastic tub of toys that he had in his hands. Handing them over to me, I was like a kid in a sweet shop for a moment as I considered what I could do with all these wondrous implements of torture. “Funnily enough, I did know that, Lois. I do own a fucking shop, after all. Found anything you like yet?” If he thought he could change the conversation that easily, he was much mistaken.“Ha. You own a fucking shop, but you don’t fuck. That’s a joke for a start. Who did a number on you?” And there it was.
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