This is the sequel chapter to "The Hot and Frustrated Bodyguard."
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I got myself into an awful pickle.
When I woke up, I was no longer in that fluffy, luxurious bed at Anna Corbin's. In fact, I didn't know if I was at her mansion anymore.
The "bed" I lay on might as well be a slab of cold rock. The bed sheets and blankets were thin and useless as paper.
And the sight of the prison bars made me groan.
Just a second later, I heard a clatter of heavy footsteps. Two ugly men leered at me from outside the prison. I realized I was naked as well. I would have covered myself with the blanket, but it was probably too late for that.
In the next second, the two men unlocked the door and squeezed in. They cornered me.
The taller one whistled, "What do we have here? Some juicy morsel that Anna saved for us?"
"Say what you like, Mack," the shorter one snickered, "but less talk, more action!" His eyes gleamed as he reached for me.
"Whoa, we don't even know each other." I backed away and glared at him.
The shorter man scowled but at least he stopped. "Why should we care? Have you never had sex with strangers before?"
"Sure I have." I smirked. "But they were all much hotter than you."
The guy snarled and looked like he wanted to punch me in the face.
But Mack cleared his throat. "Tommy, seriously, if you act out, Anna will never give us any more boy toys to play with. Just chill and relax."
"Am I a boy toy to you?" I asked with a laugh.
It wasn't opposed to being a boy toy. But I wasn't sure if I wanted these losers to bang me.
Tommy scratched his chin as if he genuinely didn't know what I was talking about. "Why did you come here then, if you didn't want to be a fuck toy?"
"Do I look like I came here willingly?" I arched my eyebrows.
Mack frowned deeply. "Anna doesn't take unwilling victims."
Hmm, thinking back, Anna hadn't truly taken me against my will, as bizarre as that sounds. Back on the beach, she waited for my nod before she picked me up to "save" me from Liam Finch.
Even after she got me to her mansion, I was treated like a guest.
It was only when I awoke in this prison that things went haywire. Or was this even a prison?
"What do you mean Anna only takes willing victims?" I demanded.
The two men exchanged a glance. "Oh no, maybe she made a mistake," Tommy croaked.
Mack shook his head, looking disturbed.
A pause. "If my free will actually matters," I said, "then does that mean I'm free to leave this place?"
Mack and Tommy exchanged glances again. "Umm...," Mack muttered.
I stood up from the stone bed, not bothering to cover myself. Then I marched past the men and out the door, which they had left open.