Gunthor looked over at Stavros. They had been out at a meeting trying to explain to those who bid on Marie why there would be a delay in returning her to the auction block.
"Any news yet?"
"Dirk and Zach are playing with her right now but they know they're not to leave one mark on her."
Gunthor nodded. He'd given his men that incentive to keep them honest in terms of returning any missing women back to him. Not that Dirk and Zach were that bright…but one night with Marie and they'd be returning her back to him.
If it had been someone like Stavros or Milan…but fortunately there hadn't been any reports that she was with Milan. Not if she'd been picked up by two of his own employees.
"It'll just drive her price up," Stavros said, "the men are chomping at the bit right now. The delay will make you a wealthier man."
Gunthor pursed his lips.
"It's not the money. It's the respect that my position demands and that they understand that I'm in control of my merchandise. Marie will understand when she's returned that she'll never that kind of freedom again."
Stavros poured himself some more scotch. He sipped it thoughtfully while watching Gunthor pace the room.
"She'll understand if you let me teach her."
"Oh you'd like that…I know that you reined most of your proclivities in when you were with her but she's not for you. She's more valuable the longer she can work."
Stavros glanced over at Rodrigo and a couple other bidders who represented major trafficking rings.
"You think I'm harsh Gunthor? What about those guys over there? They keep their women drugged and chained up in between customers. Marie wouldn't last a month with them and yet you invite them to your auctions."
"They bring a lot of capital and I owe them," he said, "they were instrumental to my own success when I was starting out. Dealing with this type of merchandise is much more lucrative than the drug trade. A woman can be sold over and over again."
"True…but when you put her up, you can't control it can you? Anyone with the fattest wallet and bank account can win her and then she's gone. You'll never see her again."
"That's how it works. We both know that and Marie belongs to me right now until I sell her off."
"Really…she got away from you and if she hadn't walked straight into two of your men you'd still not have her."
"It won't make any difference in the end will it?"
"I guess not," he said, "so you'll be hiring another intern soon won't you?"
Gunthor paused, sipping his drink carefully.
"Eventually…after all this is over I might take some time off to spend with my wife and children," he said, "The school term is almost over."
Stavros arched a brow.
"You really are going to go see them at your estate?"
"Why does that surprise you? I do so regularly. It's important to keep business separate from family but not to neglect either."
Stavros stroked his chin with a thumb.
"So what does your wife think of your line of work? What she believes is your line of work?"
Gunthor went to refill his glass at the bar.
"She thinks I'm away too much," he said, "but she enjoys spending the money I bring home."
"It must be something to be able to live two different lives, be two different people…until they collide of course."
Gunthor's face turned serious.
"I don't plan on ever allowing that to happen. I haven't made it this far by making those kinds of mistakes."
He walked away while Stavros watched, wondering if he'd struck a nerve. Or if it had been Marie who had done that instead.
Marie watched as the two men lay sprawled on the bed. She felt exhaustion threaten to overtake her after they'd worn her out.
She had napped after both of them had fucked her, one from behind while she crouched on the bed while the other slid his cock between her lips for her to suck him off.
"It morning yet?"
That might be Dirk though she couldn't be sure. Yes, because Zach stirred right next to her.
"Nah, an hour maybe and then we got to get her cleaned up to take back to Gunthor."
Her heart sunk. Damn she couldn't let that happen. She couldn't let herself to be trussed up and put on the auction block to be sold off as a whore to the highest bidder. She'd heard of some of the men who wanted to win her and they seemed unseemly ranging from bordello owners to professionals who seemed normal except they wanted a slave woman to keep holed up in some dungeon to play with during their free time.
God she couldn't believe she'd gotten into this mess just from innocently taking an internship position with a successful businessman who'd had a secret life. He'd taken an interest in her and she'd been intoxicated by that and when he swept her off for a weekend of sex at a posh hotel, she'd considered herself lucky.
But now…she just wanted to escape and she knew she wouldn't be safe until she could get out of town. The men had reminded her that even the police chief had been bought.
"You awake bitch?"
She flinched at his harsh words. She wanted to spit on him but instead she wiggled enough to lift the upper half of her body up.
"Yes…I'm hungry. Get me something to eat."
The men just looked at each other and then Zach got off the bed, buck naked and she thought he was a hardened specimen of male and she remembered what being fucked by that body had felt like. He'd slammed into her so hard over and over gripping her legs…or straddling her with his huge build when riding her bareback.
"I thought you bitches all knew how to cook."
She shot him a look and he shrugged and went to the kitchenette to find something to serve.
"Just got some cereal and milk…not much else."
She felt Dirk rolling over on top of her stretching her thighs apart obviously having his own plans for her.
He bit her neck, taking a sliver of her skin between his teeth and biting it just hard enough…to make her stop talking.
She wondered what had happened to Milan…and why he'd left her like that. The guy had winked at her too as he left which irritated the hell out of her. He knew what the two men would do to her and had left her with them anyway.
But then she guessed his options were limited…there were two men and one of him. She cried out as she felt Dirk thrust inside of her with his cock stretching her all over again. She knew he'd be only slightly gentler in his rhythm than Zach.
Milan walked back towards the place where the men held Marie his mind working quickly. His plan would have to work, he'd been on the phone with a contact.
Gunthor and Stavros would be waiting for the two men to bring her back for the auction. Milan knew he had to stop them.
He had his own plans for the woman that was to be sold to the highest bidder.