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tell. But he was also the enemy, and I couldn’t trust him. I was on my own out here, and that knowledge scared me to death. I had been raised in a very protective environment by my father, which I’d always appreciated, until now. There was no way I knew how to get myself out of this mess.

    “All you need to know,” he said so softly I wasn’t sure I heard him, “is that you were taken in retaliation. Some very bad things go on in this world, Penny, things you obviously have no idea about. Now you’re caught in one of them and it sucks, but it wasn’t my doing. Since I’m now assigned to watch over you, the best thing you can do is try to behave. Like I told you—as long as you do, you won’t get hurt.”

    I gave a low cry and lay back down on the bed, my fist in my mouth. This was real, and I was never going home. I was taken for some bastards own gain and didn’t know how to get out of it. All sense of hope fled my body in that very instant.  

    My body jerked as my cries refused to be held in. I heard him swear under his breath, but I didn’t care. He was the cause of my pain, literally and figuratively, and my hate for him grew.

    “Penny,” he said, his voice tight. I ignored him, even though I knew he was standing over me as my sobs continued to erupt from my body.  

    “Dammit,” he swore again. I felt him lifting me off of the bed, making me start to struggle. He held onto me tightly, and I knew my fight was useless. I suddenly just went limp in his arms, which took him off guard. He sat me down on the chair by my bed and lowered to his knees so he could look me in the eye.

    His hand reached out like he was going to touch my hair, but he caught himself and put it back down by his side. His eyes looked pained, like he felt horrible for me, but I knew that wasn’t the case. He was part of the reason I was here; he was helping whoever took me.

    “Penny,” he said again, softer this time. “You can trust me.”

    I gave a loud “HA!” at that, which surprised even me. I worried that I may have upset him, but he just leaned back on his heels, still looking in my eyes. If I didn’t know any better, it actually seemed like he was bothered I didn’t believe him.

    He stood up and sat down on the edge of my bed. “I don’t blame you,” he started, surprising me. “I don’t blame you, but I’m all you’ve got here, so it would be in your best interest to learn to trust me. I have no intention of hurting you, whether you trust that or not.”

    My heart continued to beat fast, from anxiety and from him, no matter how much I hated him. He was so good looking, sitting there looking at me on my bed, I could hardly stand it. Why did he have to be the bad guy? Why couldn’t he be the good guy who came to rescue me?

    I sighed at my crazy thoughts, and then started to twist some hair around my finger. Maybe he was right, but there was no way I could let my guard down with him. There had to be a way out of here. The yacht lurched then, a wave hitting it, as if to remind me that unless I was a fish, I was trapped.

    “I need to go talk to my boss,” he said, standing up, his hazel eyes burning as he looked at me. “But I’m going to get you your breakfast first. You need to eat, especially after your episode a few minutes ago. How are you feeling?”

    He looked like he genuinely cared, and I decided not to fight it right then. “I’m feeing really faint, but I’m fine.”

    He looked at the door, then back at me. “I’ll go get your food. Be right back.” I watched him as he walked out of my small room, and heard him lock the door behind him. I laughed out loud because honestly, where would I even go?

Chapter 4

    I’ve never been good around a crying woman. I instantly go still, not having a clue what to do. That’s what happened when she started to cry. And honestly, I didn’t blame her for all the crying she’d done, but what the hell was I supposed to do for her? I usually