Chapter 5 ABDUCTED

The morning light coming through the transparent curtains, shone directly on Summer.

Summer stirred, stretched, and yawned. She moved her legs under the sheet and sighed contentedly.

"What a man," she thought dreamily as she recalled how last night went.

Zeke was much more than she had expected. For a blind man, his bedroom skills were top notched. He was like a tiger: stronger, flexible, faster and dangerous. His tongue worked wonders over her skin with each kisses and caress. He was in full control of their love Making he didn't even give her the chance to get dominant.

When their body collided, she felt every nerve in her body stretched out to a breaking point.

He took his time, building up the pleasure slowly, then faster until she couldn't take it anymore. No man had ever made her moan so pleasantly the way he did.

No man had ever brought her into such satisfying ecstasy. She could go on and on to re-dream last night again. It was by far, her most memorable night with a client.

They had talked during the night, and Summer had tried to find out something about his everyday life, what he thought, what he did with himself, but she came up against a flippant barrier that stopped her from gaining any information at all.

Rubbing her eyes, she turned to Zeke's side but he wasn't there anymore. He had disappeared.

Summer chuckled, feeling bitter. "You're getting soft, Summer. You're always the one who leaves before the boys wakes up. What's the matter with you?"

That was when she saw it, a bouquet of red carnations laid neatly on the bedside table.

Red carnations?

She picked up the bouquet and smelled the flowers. They smelt pleasant and lovely. When was the last time she'd ever received flowers? She couldn't recall.

All the men she'd met saw her as nothing but an expensive stripper. She hadn't received any special treatment from any of them except the money they have offered. Men are like wild animals. After sex, nothing else matters to them anymore. They have no time for affection nor commitment which was fine with Summer since she wasn't looking for commitment either.

She dropped the flowers aside and placed her feet on the floor. She wasn't wearing any clothes. Across the floor were her outfits and underwear.

"I don't suppose I'd be seeing him again," she thought, wandering naked towards the bathroom. "Not that it matters."

As she turned on the shower and got into the luxurious jacuzzi tub that was when she remembered they didn't use protection.

Summer sighed. She got carried away in the heat of the moment last night. Things just seemed to happen very fast. Zeke didn't give her time to think. His dominance over her was overwhelming.

She recalled he had no condoms on before and after their night of love making.

"Good thing I'm on the pill," Summer scrubbed her body with the bubbling soapy water. "How could I have lose myself over a blind man? I'm really getting soft."

As she showered, she immediately thought about her payment. London promised her a high payment for last night's gig. She thought of the things she could do back home once she received her pay.

Summer owned a well furnished rented apartment in Las Vegas. She lived alone without the company of a friend or lover. Her lonely life was replaced by her extravagant lifestyle: shopping sprees, the movies, clubbing and sight seeing.

Deep inside, Summer yearned to have a partner; someone to fill in the gap in her life. The loneliness was becoming unbearable. What's money when you can't spend it with someone else?

Suddenly, she heard the door in the bedroom unlock. Summer stiffened when she heard heavy steps padding around the bedroom.

As quick as lightening, she grabbed the large towel nearby and wrapped it around her body.

"What's going on? Who's out there?" She thought, feeling her heart pounding out of fear.

"Summer Frits!" Sounded a deep hoarse voice from outside the door. "Come out. We know you're in there."

We?

Summer's heart jumped to her mouth. So there were more men out there? What on earth is happening?

Moving unsteadily and ignoring the bubbling foams on her body, she unlocked the bathroom door and took a peek.

There were two men standing before the bathroom door. She instantly recognized the bald headed bodyguard of Zeke.

"What're they doing here? Were they told to remind me to leave the room?" She thought, straining to keep a straight face.

"Is there a problem?" She asked, acting tough. "Can't you see I'm having a bath?"

The bald bodyguard nodded to his partner. His partner brought out a red dress folded neatly in a parcel.

"Change into this," the bald bodyguard explained. "And come with us."

Summer didn't think she heard aright. "Say what?"

The bodyguard repeated himself.

"The hell I'm I going anywhere with you!" Summer raised her voice. "What's the meaning of this?"

"Orders from Mr Killian," the guard explained, not hiding his distaste for her. "Let's not make any trouble, Miss. I'd advise you changed and come with us."

"I'm not going!" She barked at him, getting visibly angry now. "Where's your boss. I'll have a word with him. Come on, call the mucker here. I'd take it out with him."

"He's gone."

"What do you mean gone?"

"He's on a flight to Chicago as we speak."

"The hell with him," she swore. "Then call my boss. You know who he is, right?"

"He's also gone."

Summer's heart skipped a beat. She opened then closed her mouth. For a while, she was speechless. London was gone? No it wasn't possible. It can't be.

"Is this some sort of joke?!"

The bald bodyguard took a step forward. "Change up and come with us."

"Stay away from me!" She yelled and tried to shut the door but the guards were swift. They dashed into the bathroom before she could lock it from inside and grabbed her.

Summer struggled to keep the towel from falling even as she struggled against the strong tough guards.

"Let me go!" She fought aggressively. "Get your filthy hands off me."

She was quick to see the other guard materialize an electric taser from his coat. Before she knew what was happening, she was shooked by the taser until she blacked out into a seeping darkness.

As the darkness creep over her, she overheard the bald guard speaking. "There, she's out. Call in May to fix her up."