I zipped Chastity into her dress. I was so excited to be finally going home with Tanner.
“Do we have to?” she asked.
“Yes.” Tanner snapped his fingers. Two men appeared, seemingly out of thin air, and bagged me and Chastity.
Stalker Problems - Chapter 57 - House(boy) Arrest
Wednesday – May 31, 2023
“Tanner,” I said into the thick fabric of the bag. I couldn’t see a thing. And my hands had been tied again. Now we were in the back of a car. “Tanner?” The car made a quick turn and I slid slightly in my seat.
Chastity yelped as she slammed into me. “Ow.”
You’d think that Tanner’s minions would have been a little more careful with the goods. “Tanner,” I hissed. He wouldn’t just leave us alone with strangers, would he? But I guess whoever bagged us weren’t strangers to him.
I felt a hand on my thigh.
“Don’t go to Club Onyx again without me,” he whispered.
I’d recognize Tanner’s voice anywhere.
“You need a proper guide to…” his voice trailed off. “Just…promise me you won’t. Please, Ash.”
But he’d sent me the letter saying to go there if he disappeared. Maybe that was the whole problem though. He hadn’t disappeared and I’d gone anyway. And I’d taken everything too far. Way too far. God, I’d touched two penises for Christ’s sake! My stomach was twisted in knots. “I promise.”
His hand fell off my thigh as the car came to a stop.
Someone lifted me over their shoulder again.
“Tanner?”
But there was no response.
“Stop touching my ass!” Chastity yelled. It sounded like she was right next to me. Whoever was carrying her was definitely carrying me too. A huge bodyguard probably, because he was able to carry us both up a flight of stairs.
“I need to talk to Tanner,” I said.
No response. He continued climbing up and up and up. We were either going to a penthouse or some cheap ass apartment with no elevator.
We came to a stop and I heard a door open.
“Let us go,” I said and tried to wriggle my way out of his grip, but the man’s hand was super firm around the backs of my knees.
But he answered my pleas. Because he dumped us unceremoniously on something soft and tore the bag off my head. We were sitting on…my couch? In my apartment?Not a penthouse then.Where the hell was Tanner? I’d thought he was taking me back to his place…Damn it he tricked me!Although, I guess he’d never actually said we were going back to his place. I just assumed because of all the sexual tension in the air that he wanted to be alone with me to ravish me. But instead he’d just dropped me off at my place.Wait…what the actual hell? How did he get in without a key?
“How did you get in here…” I demanded, but my voice trailed off. Because the man standing in front of us looked nothing like I’d expected. He was on the shorter side and decked out in lederhosen. And the strangest part…he looked vaguely familiar. I shook the thought away. There was seriously no way such a petite man could have fireman-carried us up to my apartment. Unless he was magical or something. I just stared at his tiny little arms.
“You’re both in timeout,” he said. “Until you can learn to behave yourselves. Master is very upset with you.”
His British accent finally helped me place him. “Nigel?” I asked. Why was he wearing lederhosen?
“The houseboy?” Chastity’s muffled voice sounded underneath the bag on her head.
Nigel looked like he’d been caught in a lie. Which was weird because he hadn’t been.
“Yes,” he said. “I’m Nigel. A normal boy. Now shut your whore mouths!”
“Nigel!” I said. “You can’t talk to women like that.”
