Into
the Darkness
Written By Kendra
Chapter 1
Lindsey stood outside of the old brick building, gazing up at the
large, decrepit structure as she pulled a small slip of paper from her pocket
to check the address.
Yep. This was definitely the
place.
Lindsey shuddered as she looked back up at the darkened building. It reminded her of something out of a
B-rated horror movie. She was almost
positive that there would be some deranged lunatic with a knife poised inside the
front door, ready to strike at the first unfortunate soul that was brave enough
to venture inside. This whole place was
creepy as hell, not to mention the fact that it was located in the worst
section of town. The fact that it was
well after
Shaking the thoughts from her mind, she quickly shrugged off the
feeling of dread that surrounded her.
She was here on a mission. This
was something that she had to do. And
she wasn’t going to leave until it was done.
She shoved the paper back into her pocket and gathered the courage to
walk up the front steps and into the building.
The heavy metal doors creaked with age as she opened them, then closed
them behind her. Stepping into the
foyer, she looked around her, examining the remnants of what had once been a
glorious structure. The years had
obviously not been kind to the building as it was now in a horrible state of
disrepair. Many of the windows were
broken or boarded up and the once white-washed walls had turned a sickening
shade of yellow and the paint was now peeling off of the plaster in huge
chunks. Looking above her, she noticed
the broken shells of what had once been the source of light for the small
room. Taking their place were a couple
of cheap wall fixtures that projected such a dim light that it left most of the
room hidden in the shadows. But even
with the lack of decent lighting, Lindsey could still make out the layer of
trash that covered the once-sparkling floor and she was suddenly grateful for
the darkness…at least she didn’t have to see what she was standing on.
Looking around once more, Lindsey spotted the list of tenants that was
positioned on the far wall, their names located beside each apartment
number. Walking closer, she quickly
gazed down the list, and her heart immediately dropped when she didn’t see the
name she was looking for.
“Maybe he’s listed under a different name.” she thought to herself as
she ran through the list again.
Still not recognizing any of the names, Lindsey stepped back and looked
around her again as she tried to decide what to do. It was too late at night to be going around randomly knocking on
doors. The last thing she needed was to
be mauled to death by a mob of angry tenants.
But she had come here for a specific purpose and she wasn’t going to
leave without making an honest effort to achieve it.
As she stood there debating on what she should do, she was startled by
an old man who drunkenly stumbled in through the front doors from the
street. Lindsey watched him fearfully,
taking in his appearance as she tried to hide herself in the shadows. He was obviously very drunk and his clothes
were tattered and dirty. His thinning
hair and matching beard were both a dull lifeless grey and his drawn face
reflected the numerous hardships that he had been forced to endure during his
lifetime. To Lindsey, he could have
been any one of the vagrants that she had passed out on the street on her way
there. In fact, she was almost sure he
was homeless, until she saw him stagger toward the stairs that led up to the
apartments above.
She took another step back into the shadows as he came closer, but this
time her movements alerted him to her presence. Turning toward her, he eyed her suspiciously as he stumbled in
her direction and Lindsey wished she had a hole big enough to crawl into so she
could hide. She suddenly felt very
foolish for being out so late at night by herself. The thought of being here alone with this man was enough to make
her sick.
“I don’t ‘member ever seein’ you ‘round here before.” he said gruffly
as he stumbled towards her. “What ‘er
ya doin’ here?”
“You one of them old street whores tryin’ to find ya a man or
somethin’?” he asked, as he squinted his eyes and looked her over. “How ‘bout keepin’ this ol man company for a
night? What’d ya say sweetheart?”
Lindsey stepped from the shadows and emphatically shook her head. Since he already knew she was there, there
was no point in trying to hide from him anymore.
“No sir. I’m afraid you’re
mistaken. I’m not that kind of woman.” she stated nervously, not wanting to
upset him.
“I’m actually looking for someone.
He supposedly lives in this building but I searched through all the
names and I didn’t see him listed.
Maybe you could help me?”
Lindsey added, as she still tried to keep her distance from the drunk.
“Lookin’ for somebody, huh? God
damn it! I shoulda known you was
already taken! Who’s the lucky
bastard? What’s his name?”
“His first name is Kane…I think his last name is Bearer…but I’m not
sure if that’s the name he always uses.” Lindsey said hopefully, her hopes
dashed when the man’s face showed no sign of recognition.
“Never heard of ‘em.” he mumbled, as he staggered past her toward the
stairs again.
“Are you sure?” Lindsey asked, turning towards him again. “He would be real easy to recognize. He’s a big guy. Almost seven feet tall.
He has long, curly hair and he usually wears a…uh..… a mask.”
The drunk stopped in his path and slowly turned to look at her, before
he stumbled back in her direction.
“You’re here to see him!” he asked in disbelief, suddenly sobering up
as a terrified look crossed his face.
“What kind of business could you possibly have with him? That man’s nothin’ but pure evil! He’s crazy!
You’d better stay away from him if you got any sense at all about
ya! If you’re dumb enough to start
messin’ around with him, somebody might just find you layin’ dead in the gutter
come mornin’.”
“You know him then? Can you
tell me where I can find him?” Lindsey asked hopefully, undeterred by the man’s
warning. She was already familiar with
Kane’s menacing personality.
“Woman, are you insane! Didn’t
you hear a word I just said? That man
is crazy! If ya know what’s good for
ya, you’ll just turn yourself around and head on back home before somethin’ bad
happens to ya!”
“Please. It’s really important
that I see him. Please tell me where I
can find him!” Lindsey begged.
The man studied her for a moment, as if debating on whether or not he
should give up the information she was asking for. Finally, he slumped his shoulders in defeat and pointed to a
darkened doorway in the corner of the room.
“He lives downstairs. In the
basement.” he whispered, as if he were afraid that somebody else might overhear
him. “I can see you’ve got no
intentions of leavin’ here without goin’ to see him. I can’t stop ya from goin’ but don’t say I didn’t warn ya.”
With that said, the man continued on toward the stairs and Lindsey
watched him until he disappeared out of site, then she turned her gaze back to
the door in the corner. She slowly
approached the doorway and gazed down into the darkened stairwell that led to
Kane’s lair. Lindsey thought again of
the drunken man’s warning. She knew how
ill-tempered and violent Kane could be.
But surely he wouldn’t harm her.
She was too small to pose a serious threat to him. And she wasn’t a complete stranger to him,
although she wasn’t a close friend either.
Lindsey wondered for a moment if maybe she should just abandon the whole
idea. She could always find him later,
when he returned to work.
“No. This is something that I
have to do.” she thought to herself, as she gathered her courage once more.
Taking a deep breath, she took a step forward and slowly began her
descent into the darkness.
Chapter 2
There was only one bulb burning faintly at the bottom of the stairs,
barely providing enough light for Lindsey to see as she cautiously made her
decent. The worn boards creaked and
popped beneath her feet and she held tightly to the handrail, fearful that if
she took one more step, the whole thing would fall apart beneath her. As flimsy as the structure felt to her, she
could only wonder how it managed to withstand Kane’s massive weight.
Once she reached the bottom of the stairs, Lindsey stopped to look
around her. She found herself staring
down a long, darkened hallway that was as sparsely lit as the stairwell had
been. This time, there were two light
bulbs hanging from above to light the way, one directly above her and the other
at the opposite end of the hall. She
could make out the shadow of a door behind the second light and she assumed
that this was the door that led to Kane’s room.
Lindsey wrapped her arms around her, pulling her leather coat tighter
in an attempt to block out the cold and the dampness that surrounded her. She breathed in the stale, musty air from
the basement, fighting the urge to gag as the strong odor attacked her senses.
“It smells like fear…and death.” she thought to herself, immediately
wondering where that thought had come from.
“Oh stop it! Get a hold of
yourself!” she told herself, as she hesitantly began to move forward. “You’re still thinking about what that old
man upstairs said to you.”
Hoping that the man’s concerns for her safety were wrong, she continued
on down the hall, moving slowly so as not to trip and fall. The cinderblock walls on either side of her
were coated with a green, slimy substance, which she had discovered only by
accident when she happened to brace her hand against one of them for
support. Slinging the wetness from her
fingers, she continued on through the hallway toward the lone door that was now
more clearly visible at the other end.
She couldn’t help but wonder why Kane chose to live in this miserable
place. She knew he made plenty of money
and he certainly didn’t seem like the type to just squander it away on useless
toys. He should have been able to
afford a much better place to live… if he had wanted to. Lindsey was sure that the last part was the
key to the whole mystery.
If he had wanted to.
Maybe he didn’t want to be anywhere else. Maybe he liked the darkness and the misery and the MICE!!! Lindsey suddenly froze in place and fought
back a scream when she felt something scamper across her foot. Mice!
God how she hated them! Fighting
the urge to turn and run, she took several deep breaths to calm her nerves
before continuing on her way.
She thought again about what an angry and miserable man Kane was. Although she was relatively new to the
company, she had heard plenty of stories about his unfortunate past through
locker room gossip. She had been deeply
upset to hear about his numerous misfortunes…the fire, the scars, the betrayals
by his own family members and others.
It was more than any one individual should ever have to endure. She felt for him. She wished there was something that someone could do to help ease
his pain, although she knew that he would probably reject them if they ever
tried. His past experiences had filled
him with distrust and he refused to let any one get close enough to him to hurt
him again, even his own tag team partner, Rob Van Dam.
Lindsey found it incredible that Kane could manage to work so well with
another individual, although she was sure that Rob’s laid back personality had
something to do with their success.
They had managed to win the tag team titles in a very short period of
time, a feat that she found remarkable considering the lack of communication
between the two men. She knew that they
did not associate with each other at all outside the ring and she wasn’t sure
if they even discussed strategy together before their matches. Kane always kept to himself. He ate alone. He slept alone. He
traveled alone. She had never seen him
in the company of another person outside of the ring.
That’s why she had found the incident that had occurred a few days
earlier to be so strange. He had come
to her…he had let her be near him, when he had pushed away all others. For one brief moment, he had let down his
guard and let her inside. And without
even thinking about her actions, she had managed to add her name to his list of
rejections.
Chapter 3
When Lindsey finally reached the end of the hall, she paused outside
the door as she tried to collect her thoughts.
She sighed softly when she recalled the events of the past few days,
remembering why she was here in the first place.
As the newest diva to be hired by the WWE, she had been paired
immediately with Rico and Three Minute Warning, of all people. According to her boss, Eric Bischoff, he
hoped that she would be able to get them over more with the fans by adding what
he called “a little T & A” to the mix.
Although she thought that Rosey and Jamal already had enough T& A
between the two of them to satisfy anybody, she had reluctantly agreed to work
with them, not wanting to displease her boss on her first day of work. But she soon found out that both of the big
men were very reckless in the ring, not only with their opponents but with her
as well. They often expected her to
interfere in their matches on their behalf and as a reward for her actions, on
more than one occasion she had found herself on the receiving end of a move
that was intended for their opponents.
Fortunately for her, the majority of her injuries had been minor…usually
scrapes or bruises that would disappear within a few days time. However, all that had changed a few nights
ago.
On the past week’s RAW, her team had been assigned to wrestle Kane and
RVD for the tag titles. Of course
Lindsey had been present at ringside, along with the ultimate cross-dressing
drama queen himself, Rico. Once again,
they had instructed Lindsey to interfere in the match. This time, she was ordered to climb into the
ring and distract Rob, while Rosey and Jamal double-teamed Kane. Lindsey had been very reluctant to go along
with the plan, but she didn’t want to risk her job by refusing to do what she
had been told. She knew that since
Three Minute Warning served as her boss’s hit men, so to speak, that any
problems she caused would be an immediate threat to her job security.
So the match had started and everything had gone as planned, until one
of her brilliant teammates had decided to bring a steel chair into the ring
while the referee was down. Jamal had
aimed the chair for Kane’s head…a move that surely would have won them the
titles… if they hadn’t managed to screw up again. Feeling cocky, Rico had climbed to the top rope and attempted a
dropkick off of the top turnbuckle, which was meant for RVD. To Rico’s credit, he managed to pull off the
move perfectly, hitting an unsuspecting Rob squarely in the back. However, the impact had also knocked him
forward, into Lindsey, which in turn knocked her into the path of the swinging
chair. Her 120-lb. frame had taken the
full force of a chair shot that had been intended for a 325-lb man and the
contact had, of course, knocked her unconscious.
She didn’t know how long she had been out for, but when she slowly
awakened she at first became aware of the intense pain shooting through her
body. Her head and back ached horribly
and her first thought was that she had been in a car wreck. It felt as though she had been run over by a
truck…or two. In the next instant, she
also became aware of the presence of someone at her side and the coldness that
was pressed against her forehead, which she assumed was a vain attempt to ease
some of her pain. Slowly coming to her
senses, she opened her eyes and tried to speak, wanting to know what had
happened to her. But her voice faltered
and her heart nearly stopped when she found herself looking up into Kane’s
masked face. She was absolutely
paralyzed by the fear that overtook her.
What was he doing here?! Why was
she with him?! And what had he done to
her?!
At this point, Lindsey had no recollection of what had happened or how
she had gotten there. All she knew was
that she had to get away and fast, before Kane turned on her and did even more
damage. She struggled to sit up,
looking around her in a panic as she tried to figure out where she was. She realized that she had been laying on a
couch in what she assumed was Kane’s dressing room. Jumping to her feet, her head immediately began to swim and she
stumbled, which forced Kane to grab her to keep her from falling. Feeling him grab at her frightened her even
more, and she struggled against him as she tried to free herself from his
grasp. She could hear him telling her
that she needed to sit down…that he would go and find her some help if only she
would relax. But all Lindsey wanted to
do was get as far away from him as she possibly could before he hurt her any
more.
Even though her head was spinning and she could barely see where she
was going, she wrenched herself from his strong grip and rushed toward the
door. Somehow she managed to get the
door open and she stumbled out into the hallway, bumping into some unfortunate
individual who just happened to be passing by.
She clung to them desperately, pleading for them to help her… to save
her from the monster that was Kane.
That was the last thing she remembered before she passed out again. The next time she came to, she was lying in
a hospital bed, alone, with no Kane around to threaten her safety.
Chapter 4
It was only until after she had been released from the hospital and able
to review the tape of the match that Lindsey learned what had really
happened. After she had been knocked
unconscious, her three teammates had left her lying in the middle of the ring,
while they made a hasty retreat to the back.
Both Kane and Rob had knelt over her to check on her condition and when
several minutes had passed without her regaining consciousness, Kane had picked
her up in his arms and carried her to the back…and she assumed straight to his
dressing room. She still didn’t know
why he hadn’t taken her directly to the EMT’s or why Rob had left her alone
with Kane in the first place, although knowing Kane she was sure he probably
hadn’t given Rob a chance to hang around.
But what confused her the most was why Kane had bothered to help her at
all, considering his past behavior. For
some reason, he had taken pity on her.
He had shown concern for her when he disregarded the well-being of all
others.
Why?
That was the question that kept nagging at her. That was the question that kept her awake at
night.
Why had he helped her?
Well, that’s what she was here to find out. That plus the fact that she wanted to apologize to him for the
way she had acted that night. Lindsey
felt horribly guilty for the way she had treated him. She was sure that her rejection had hurt him deeply. She couldn’t help but wonder if everyone
else automatically treated him with the same kind of disdain and mistrust that
she had. She understood now why he
always seemed to be filled with so much anger and misery. She thought that if she were treated the way
he had always been treated, then she would be angry too.
Lindsey’s thoughts drifted back to the task at hand and she stared at
the door as she tried to work up the courage to knock. She wondered if he was asleep yet. She certainly didn’t want to wake him
up…that would definitely put him in a bad mood. But she was leaving tomorrow and she didn’t know how long it
would be until she got a chance to see him again. This was something that she just had to do before she left and it
had to be done in person if at all possible.
He deserved to be face to face with her when she gave him her
apology.
Raising her hand, she knocked on the old wooden door, then waited
patiently for an answer. When there was
none, she knocked again, much harder this time and she was surprised to see the
door slowly ease open. At first she
thought that Kane had opened it, but upon closer inspection she realized that
her actions had caused the door to open on its own. Apparently he hadn’t pulled it together completely on his way in
or out of the apartment.
Hesitating for a moment, Lindsey slowly poked her head inside and
looked around.
“Kane? Are you here?” she asked
as she gazed around the room, surprised to find it empty.
“Hello? Kane?” she called out
again, curious as to why he would leave his door unlocked if he wasn’t home.
She opened the door further and stepped inside, cautiously walking to
the middle of the room as she looked around her. She noticed that the room was almost devoid of all furniture,
save for a large bed located against one wall, a dresser, and a small night
table that was positioned beside the bed.
The whole room was almost completely dark, except for a large
candelabrum that had been placed on the night table. It contained three candles which Lindsey noticed had all been lit
and she wondered again why Kane would go out and leave them burning.
Kane however, was not out. He
was there with her, but he had concealed himself in the shadows to hide from
his intruder. He watched her from his hiding place, both angry and curious as
to why this young lady had chosen to invade his privacy. He had cursed himself when he heard the
first knock, remembering that he had forgotten to lock the door on his way
in. Not in the mood for company, he had
hoped that whoever was there would go away and leave him alone. But when they had knocked a second time and
he had heard the door creak open, he had quickly ducked into the safety of the
shadows, hoping that his presence would go unnoticed. His only hope now was that his uninvited guest would leave
quickly. Otherwise, he would be forced
to take drastic measures.
Chapter 5
Kane continued to watch from the shadows as his intruder slowly paced
around his room. He had no idea who
this person was or why she was here, although something about her did seem
vaguely familiar to him. But the light
in the room was too poor for him to make out her face and at this point, he
really didn’t care anyway. All he
wanted was for her to go away…to leave him to his pain and misery…to let him
suffer alone.
“Kane? Are you here? It’s me, Lindsey.” she called again, as she
continued to search for him.
At the sound of her name, Kane froze in the shadows.
Lindsey? What was she doing
here? After the way she had acted
toward him only nights before, he was sure that she would never be caught
anywhere near him again.
Kane hung his head as he recalled the events of that fateful night,
remembering the look of terror on her face when she awakened to find him
leaning over her. He knew that he was a
hideous monster…he had no reason to expect her to treat him any differently
than everyone else did. But even so,
her reaction had hurt him deeply. She
had fled from his dressing room as if the devil himself had been chasing
her…and the only thing he had been guilty of was trying to help her.
No, she had made it perfectly clear that night that she didn’t want
anything to do with him. But yet, here
she was, in the middle of the night, standing in the center of his room. And surprisingly, she was alone. Kane wondered again what she was doing
there. But despite his growing
curiosity, he remained where he was, silently taking in her every movement as
she continued to examine his room.
Lindsey walked back to the middle of the room, sighing in
disappointment when she realized that Kane was not there. She had wanted so badly to talk with him…to
ask for his forgiveness for the way she had treated him. She couldn’t stand the thought of her
actions causing him more pain.
Reaching into the pocket of her black leather coat, she pulled out the
small purple envelope that she had placed there earlier. Even though Kane wasn’t there, thankfully
she had come prepared. She had taken
the time to write him a letter, on the very real chance that he would refuse to
speak with her. It wasn’t the same as a
face-to-face apology, but in this case, it would have to do.
She slowly examined the envelope, turning it over in her hands several
times before stopping to trace the large block letters that were scrawled
across the front. K..A..N..E. Then turning the envelope over once more,
she checked the seal across the back, making sure that it was secure.
Walking toward the only light in the room, she made her way around the
bed, stopping to gaze down at the large piece of furniture in amazement. Lindsey felt a smile tug at her lips when
she pictured Kane stretched out on it asleep.
She wondered how he had ever managed to find a bed big enough to
accommodate his large size.
As she stood there beside his bed, something startled her from her
thoughts. Raising her head, Lindsey
looked around her nervously. A strange
feeling settled over her and she began to feel very uncomfortable. She suddenly felt like she was not
alone…like there was someone else in the room with her, watching her. Her eyes traveled slowly around the room
again, lingering on the shadows in the corners as she strained to see if
someone else was there.
Kane froze when she looked in his direction. She looked straight at him for several moments…so long, in fact,
that he was sure she had spotted him.
Then he saw her turn her gaze back to whatever she was holding in her
hand and he breathed a sigh of relief that he hadn’t been seen.
“There’s nobody else here. It’s
just your imagination.” Lindsey told herself, as she turned back toward the
bed. “This whole place is just really
creeping you out and it’s messing with your mind.”
Looking back down at the letter, she moved closer to the bed and
propped it up against the pillows, in a place where Kane would surely find
it. Then she stepped back and looked
around her again, examining his room once more.
From what she could see in the faint candlelight, his room had no color
or decoration to it. There were no
windows anywhere in the room, and there were no visible pictures or mirrors
hanging on the walls. Gazing up at the
ceiling, Lindsey was surprised to notice that there was also no overhead
light. Turning her gaze back to the
candles, she wondered if he even had electricity. Looking around her again, she realized that she hadn’t seen a
television, radio or any other electronic device that would indicate that he
did.
As she stood there, taking in her surroundings, she was overwhelmed by
a feeling of immense loneliness. She
wondered how Kane could possibly deal with this type of solitary
existence. Down here in this barren
room, he was utterly alone, completely closed off from the normal, everyday
occurrences that went on right above his head.
Lindsey felt an incredible sadness for the man. She wondered if he would ever know what it
felt like to fit into a normal world…to live a normal life. She suddenly had an intense longing to see
him…to hold him… to protect him. She
wanted to take him in her arms and tell him that everything would be
alright…that she would always be there to take care of him…if he would let her. She felt a solitary tear slide down her
cheek as she wondered if he had ever known what it felt like to be loved and
accepted…if he had ever known what it was like to have a woman hold him and
love him and to have that same woman accept his love in return.
As Lindsey lost herself in her thoughts, Kane continued to watch her
impatiently from the shadows, his curiosity growing stronger with every passing
minute. He had watched her place
something on his bed, although in the poor light, he couldn’t quite make out
what it was. And now she was just
standing there, looking off into space as if she were in no big hurry to
leave. He emitted a low growl from deep
in his chest, angry that this woman had dared to barge into his home and invade
his privacy. After the way she had
treated him, she had no business being there at all. He clenched his fists when he recalled the pain she had caused
him…the familiar humiliation of her rejection.
Maybe it was time for him to take some of that pain out on her…to show
her just what kind of a monster he really was!
Despite his animalistic urges, he managed to control his anger and he
remained in his hiding place, praying that she would leave before he was forced
to hurt her. But after several more
minutes passed without her making any attempt to leave, Kane had finally had
enough.
Easing himself out of the shadows, he quietly stalked up behind her as
he tugged impatiently on his gloved hand.
He stopped when he was directly behind her, towering over her small
frame as she continued to stare off into space. Looking down at the bed, he spotted the envelope that she had
placed there for him. He studied it for
a moment, curious as to what might be inside, before turning his attention back
to the young woman who was standing in front of him.
Slowly coming back to reality, Lindsey raised her hand and wiped the
tears from her cheeks, realizing that she needed to get out of Kane’s room
before he returned. She was sure that
he would be upset if he came back and found her there. Looking down at the letter one last time,
she prayed that he would take the time to open it and read the contents.
Sighing softly, she hung her head in disappointment as she turned to
leave. But as she moved, she felt her
arm brush against something solid and she looked up in confusion, knowing that
there had been nothing there moments before.
Her eyes grew wide and she screamed in fright when she saw an angry
looking Kane hovering menacingly over her body.
Chapter 6
Lindsey stared up at Kane as she staggered backwards, her hand
instinctively clutching her chest as her heart pounded in fear.
“K..Kane.” she stuttered, wondering how he had managed to sneak up on
her so easily. Where had he come
from? How could someone his size
possibly be so quiet?
Kane stared down at her silently, his eyes locking with hers as he
glared at her. Despite her fear,
Lindsey found herself getting lost in his eyes as she stared up at him,
realizing for the first time how incredibly beautiful they were. She gazed up into the light blue pools,
seeing the pain and anger that were reflected there, suddenly remembering that
she was the cause of some of that pain.
Unnerved by the depth of the emotion she saw there, Lindsey broke the
contact and dropped her gaze to the floor.
Kane felt another wave of anger course through him as he watched her
turn her face away from him. Was she so
horrified by his disfigurement that she couldn’t stand to look at him, even
while his face was hidden behind a mask?
He clenched his fists in rage as he continued to glare down at her. He should have known that she was no
different from everyone else…that she would never accept him for who he was and
what he looked like. Why had he ever
thought that her reaction to him would be any different?
“You are a fool!” he thought to himself, remembering all of the other
times when he had been tricked into believing that others had actually accepted
him. X-Pac. Tori. Chyna. His brother. The list went on and on.
An endless stream of lies and betrayals that all had one thing in
common….they had all ended with his pain.
Kane glared down at Lindsey once more, remembering the pain that she
herself had caused him only days ago.
Was that why she was here now?
To add to his misery…to taunt him with things that he could never
have? Or was this simply another trick,
perpetrated by one of his enemies, who would love nothing more than to see him
hurt again? Kane felt another surge of
anger flare through him at the thought.
It would be a cold day in hell before he let someone hurt him like that
again!
“What are you doing here?” he growled menacingly at Lindsey, the anger
in his voice warning her that she was treading a thin line.
Surprised that he had actually spoken to her, Lindsey looked up at him
again in shock, temporarily forgetting that he had asked her a question.
“Answer me!” he yelled impatiently when she didn’t offer a response,
his voice echoing off of the bare walls.
Lindsey cringed at the anger and hatred that were projected in his
voice, suddenly wondering why she had ever been foolish enough to come to this
place. Why had she ever thought that
Kane would be willing to talk with her?
“I…I’m sorry. I just… I wanted
to….” she stuttered, her voice faltering as she unconsciously pointed at the
letter on the bed behind her.
Kane’s eyes narrowed as he watched her, her response to him angering
him even further. He hated the look of
fear that she was sporting on her face.
It was the same look she had shown that first night, when he had only
been trying to help her. If she was so
damned frightened of him then why the hell had she bothered to come to him at
all? Why hadn’t she simply avoided him
like everyone else always did?
At that thought, Kane shook his head in confusion and he turned his
attention back to the task at hand, determined to find the answers to his
questions. Looking back down at
Lindsey, he realized that he wasn’t going to get a response out of her so he
took a step closer to her, reaching past her to the letter that was lying on
his bed.
Lindsey took another step backwards when he approached her, her eyes
widening in fear when she suddenly found herself trapped between his massive
frame and the large bed behind her. She
found herself staring at his huge chest and powerful arms which were enclosed
in a white long-sleeve t-shirt and despite the predicament she was in, she
found herself suddenly fighting the urge to reach out and trace her fingers
down the smooth muscles, visualizing the strength and power that was hidden
underneath the thin cloth.
The sound of paper tearing pulled her from her carnal thoughts, and she
craned her neck to look back up at him again, noticing that the look of anger
in his eyes hadn’t faded in the least.
Swallowing hard, she quickly forgot all about her desire to apologize,
suddenly wanting to put as much distance between them as she possibly
could. The threat of danger suddenly
seemed very real to her and she thought the best thing she could do was to
leave there as fast as she could, before she had a chance to anger him even
further. He definitely didn’t seem like
he was in the mood for company.
Seeing that he was distracted with her letter, she quickly made an
attempt to squeeze past him so she could head for the door, her movement
suddenly halted by one of his large hands as he brought it up and wrapped it
around her throat. He tightened his
grip painfully for a moment and Lindsey felt herself being lifted from the ground. She closed her eyes as she waited for the
jarring pain that she knew would come when she connected with the floor,
surprised when she felt herself being tossed backwards onto the bed.
“Stay!” he growled as he towered over her, and Lindsey stared up at him
in fear, wondering how in the hell she was going to get out of this predicament
in one piece.
Kane glared down at her for a moment, ensuring her that he meant
business. He had no intentions of
letting her go until he got to the bottom of things. Once he was satisfied that she was going to stay where he had
placed her, he turned his attention back to the letter in his hand.
Lindsey sat up, looking up at him as he finished ripping the letter
from the envelope and began to read it.
She had enough sense about her to know not to try his patience any
further so she remained where she was, suddenly feeling very self conscious
when she realized that she was lying in the middle of his bed. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would
be like if he were to join her there.
She closed her eyes as she tried to shake the thoughts that were
suddenly running rampant through her mind.
The man looked like he was mad enough to break her in half and all she
could do was wonder what he looked like naked.
Pulling herself back together, she looked around his room once more,
wondering again where he had come from.
How had he managed to sneak up on her?
Had he come in through the door and she’d been so lost in her thoughts
that she hadn’t seen him or had he been there hiding from her all along? Gazing toward the door, she noticed that it
appeared to be in the same position she had left it earlier and she realized
that he’d probably been there in the room with her all along. She wondered why he had bothered to hide
from her to begin with, instead of just answering the door and telling her to
go away. Then Lindsey had an amusing
thought…maybe Kane was as frightened of her as she was of him…only in a
different way of course. Lindsey
couldn’t help but smile at the thought.
A man of Kane’s size…frightened of her.
It wasn’t very likely.
Looking up at Kane again, she could see that he was still reading the
paper that he held in his hands and she suddenly felt ridiculous for the
position she was in. Again, she remembered
why she was there…how important this task had been to her. She couldn’t simply walk away without
completing it…she would never forgive herself if she did. But how could she ever offer him a
believable apology for being afraid of him if she was still acting like she was
afraid of him? He would never believe
that she was sincere, at least not with the way she was acting now.
He was standing right in front of her…she couldn’t ask for a more
perfect opportunity to speak with him.
All she had to do was just tell him that she was sorry and then she
could leave and she would be out of his way for good. No… if she was going to do it, now was the time. There was no use putting it off any
longer. Staring up at him, Lindsey took
a deep breath and gathered her courage to speak, hoping that she didn’t say
anything that would anger him any further.
If she did, she wasn’t sure that she would make it out of his room
alive.
Chapter 7
Lindsey studied Kane as she tried to figure out what to say to him. Gathering her thoughts, she looked up at him
and began to speak.
“Kane. I’m sorry for bothering
you. I honestly didn’t mean any
harm. It’s just that I’m leaving
tomorrow and I wanted to apologize for…” she said softly, before Kane
interrupted her.
“Who sent you here?” he growled as he finished reading the letter and
shook it at her, convinced that the whole thing was a hoax.
“What are you talking about?” Lindsey replied in confusion as she tried
to figure out what he was asking her.
Looking down at her with more than a hint of annoyance, Kane stepped
closer to the bed and bent over, placing his hands on the mattress on either
side of her as he lowered his masked face to her level.
“Who….sent….you…here?” he repeated, pausing between words for emphasis.
“Nobody sent me. I came on my
own.” she replied softly, stiffening as he came closer. “I just wanted to tell you…”
“You’re lying.” Kane stated coldly, interrupting her once more.
“You’d never have the courage to show up here on your own. I know somebody had to put you up to
this. And I want to know who it was!”
he growled, as he leaned closer to her.
Lindsey locked eyes with him briefly, angered that he dared to call her
a liar. Just who the hell did this man
think he was? But seeing the fire in
his eyes, she realized quickly that it probably would not be in her best
interests to challenge him on the issue.
Intimidated by his cold stare, she quickly dropped her gaze back to her
lap.
“Nobody sent me. It was my idea
to come here.” she repeated meekly, glancing back at the letter he was still
holding in his hand.
She sighed when she saw the thin piece of paper crumpled in his
fist. She thought that she had spelled
out everything perfectly for him there.
So why did he have such a hard time believing it? Surely the thought of someone apologizing to
him wasn’t that unrealistic….was it?
“Of course it was.” Lindsey thought, remembering how many times in the
past that he had been tricked by those he thought he could trust. And she had hurt him just like they
had. He had no reason to believe that
she wasn’t trying to hurt him again too.
He had every reason in the world not to believe her.
Lindsey turned her gaze back to his face briefly, searching for any
sign of compassion or sympathy….anything that would indicate she might possibly
be able to change his mind. She
wondered how she could possibly convince him that she meant him no harm….
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by one of Kane’s large hands, as
he wrapped it around her throat again and began to squeeze. He roughly pulled her closer to him and
Lindsey’s eyes widened in fear as her hands automatically grasped his, trying
to loosen the death grip that he had on her.
“I am starting to lose my patience with you. If you want to leave here under your own power then I suggest you
start talking.” he growled, shaking her occasionally to get his point
across. “Now, I’m going to ask you one
more time. Who sent you here?”
Lindsey opened her mouth as she tried to reply to him, a strangled gasp
being the only sound she could force past her lips. He was cutting off her supply of air and she struggled to
breathe, her efforts hampered by the panic that was quickly spreading
throughout her body. Her gaze traveled
across the room to the open door, regretting her decision to come here…wishing
there was some way she could leave. If
only he’d let her go… she’d gladly promise never to bother him again.
Then just as suddenly as he had grabbed her, Kane released his hold on
her, shoving her backwards on the bed once more. Lindsey instinctively brought her hand to her throat, rubbing it
as she took several deep breaths to replenish her oxygen.
Once Kane released her, he pulled back from the bed quickly, knocking
the letter to the floor in the process.
He stood to his full height, as he crossed his arms and stared down at
her, looking as if he were ready to rip her to shreds. Lindsey quickly glanced at the open door
again, wondering if there was any way she could escape, all thoughts of getting
him to trust her quickly forgotten. All
she wanted at the moment was to be free of this miserable place. To be free from Kane’s accusing glare.
Turning back toward Kane, she saw him bend over to pick up the letter
that he had dropped and seeing that he was distracted, she decided to take the
chance. With a swiftness that even
surprised herself, she jumped from the bed and sprinted toward the door,
praying that she was fast enough to escape Kane’s wrath. Forgetting all about the mice and the
darkness, she rushed through the long hallway toward the stairs, feeling a wave
of relief hit her when they finally came into sight. Somehow she knew if she could just make it to the top of the stairs,
she would be safe.
Her heart pounded fiercely in her chest as she strained to listen for
any indication that Kane was following her.
But even when she heard no sound, she didn’t bother to slow down. She finally reached the foot of the stairs
and in her haste to leave, she tried to jump over the two bottom steps
completely. But her foot caught on the
edge of the second step and she fell forward, catching herself with her arms. She tried to quickly regain her balance and
somewhere in the process she vaguely remembered thinking how quiet everything
was. Jumping back to her feet, she
tried to scramble up the remaining stairs, breathing a sigh of relief when she
realized that apparently Kane hadn’t been too concerned about coming after
her. But the thought only lasted a
brief second before she felt a large arm come from behind her, wrapping itself
around her small waist and lifting her from the stairs with ease.
Lindsey shrieked loudly as Kane tossed her effortlessly over his
shoulder, fighting with every ounce of her strength to free herself from his
grasp once more.
Ignoring her cries of fear, Kane turned and headed back to his room,
carrying her back into the darkness.
Chapter 8
“Kane. Please…I’m sorry. Please…just let me go. I
promise I’ll never bother you again.” Lindsey pleaded, as Kane carried her back
down the hallway toward his room.
When she received no response, she began to struggle even harder
against him, flailing her legs as she tried her best to kick him. But her position severely restricted her
movements and the only thing she got for her troubles was a sharp smack to her
bottom, which caused her to yelp in pain.
Lindsey watched helplessly as the stairs disappeared from her sight as
Kane carried her back toward his room.
He stopped long enough to close and lock the door before heading back
toward the bed. Grabbing her by the
legs, he swung her backwards, dropping her none to gently onto the
mattress. This time Lindsey flailed her
hands out behind her to try and break her fall, crying out when she landed
awkwardly and felt a sharp pain shoot through one of her wrists.
Clutching her injured arm, she struggled to sit up, watching in horror
as Kane dropped his knees to the mattress and began to inch his way toward her. Lindsey scrambled to get away from him,
propelling herself up the bed until she felt her back come in contact with the
headboard. Looking wistfully toward the
door once more, she realized that there was no way she could ever get it
unlocked and opened before he caught her again. She was completely at his mercy…trapped there in his miserable,
darkened room until he decided to let her go.
She quickly turned her attention back to the big man who was now
hovering over her. He slowly straddled
her lower body so that she was caught between the headboard and each of his
huge legs. Then leaning forward, he
placed both of his hands on the headboard above her head and lowered himself
down to her level once more.
“Where did you think you were going?
I wasn’t finished with you yet.” he ground out in a low voice.
Lindsey cringed beneath him as she clutched her injured wrist closer to
her chest.
“Please Kane…” she whimpered, closing her eyes and turning away from
him again. “I’m sorry. Please…just let me go.”
“Not until you tell me what I want to know.”
Kane paused for a moment as he stared down at the small woman who was
trembling beneath him, an evil smirk crossing his face.
“You didn’t really think you were going to get away with this so easily
did you? You know what they say about
playing with fire….” he added, letting his voice trail off.
“I want to know who put you up to this…what kind of game you’re trying
to play.” he continued, his voice cold and distant. “I’m not above hurting you to get what I want. Don’t make things any harder on you than
they have to be.”
Lindsey racked her brain frantically as she tried to think of something
to tell him.
“I don’t know what else to say.” she whispered, still refusing to look
at him.
“Nobody sent me here. I came on
my own. Nobody else even knows that I’m
here.” she added, instantly regretting the fact that she’d let that last part
slip.
She quickly glanced up at Kane to see if he had noticed, and to her
horror she saw his mouth curve into a small grin.
“So nobody else knows you’re here.” he repeated with a slight chuckle,
as he dropped one of his hands and captured a small strand of her hair, running
it through his fingers. “I guess that
means that nobody will know what happened to you if you don’t show up
tomorrow.”
Lindsey flinched away from his touch, her stomach churning at his
words. She wondered exactly what he had
in store for her.
“Please…Kane. Please let me
go.” she pleaded again, already knowing that it wouldn’t do any good.
“I don’t think so.” he replied, his voice dangerously low. “You haven’t told me what I wanted to hear
yet.”
Despite her fear, Lindsey felt herself starting to get angry. She didn’t know what kind of game he was
trying to play with her, but she had just about had enough. So what if she had stumbled into his home
uninvited. So what if she had
accidentally hurt his feelings. So what
if he had been hurt so many times that he wouldn’t…couldn’t…believe her. None of that gave him the right to hold her
there against her will. He had no right
to treat her that way.
“Tell
The threatening tone of his voice was the last straw, and despite the
fact that he was towering over her, she sat straight up and met his gaze.
“I’ve been trying to tell you why I’m here, if you’d stop being so damn
stubborn and listen to what I have to say, you big oaf!” Lindsey yelled, giving
Kane a hard shove in the chest as she let her anger overrule her better
judgment.
She cried out at the contact and clutched at her injured wrist again as
another pain shot through it. Although
she knew she couldn’t budge him, her actions achieved the intended result when
Kane pulled back in surprise.
“I came here to apologize to you for the way I acted that night when
you tried to help me!” she continued, feeling the tears of frustration start to
fall as she spoke. “I was actually
concerned that I might have hurt your feelings that night! Yeah…like you actually have feelings. I can see now that I was right for leaving
the way I did. God knows what you would
have done to me then if I hadn’t!”
Lindsey collapsed back against the headboard in exhaustion as she
cried. She hated the fact that she had
let him frighten her so easily. It was
obvious that he was enjoying her display of fear and she hated giving him that
kind of satisfaction. Then, realizing
what had just happened, she silently berated herself. That was certainly not the smartest thing that she had ever
done.
Although she wondered what he was thinking, she couldn’t force herself
to raise her head and meet his gaze.
She could only imagine the depth of the anger she would find there after
her little outburst. She sat there
quietly, nursing her injured wrist as she waited for something to happen. She was sure that he wouldn’t just let that
little mistake slide by.
Out of the corner of her eye, Lindsey finally saw him remove one of his
hands from the headboard and she closed her eyes and cringed, waiting for the
pain that she was sure would soon come.
But she flinched in surprise when, instead of pain, she felt one of his
fingers trail gently down her cheek, tracing the path of her tears.
She managed to choke out a strangled sob as he touched her, waiting for
his show of tenderness to turn to violence.
“I’m so sorry.” she whispered softly between her ragged breaths, her
anger gone, the fear returning in its place.
She didn’t have the strength to fight with him anymore. “I’m sorry for running away that night. I was just so scared…I didn’t know that you
were just trying to help me. I’m sorry
Kane. I swear I didn’t mean to hurt
you.”
Her eyes still tightly closed, Lindsey felt Kane remove his hand from
her face and she waited patiently, knowing that he would tear into her at any
moment. She nearly jumped out of her
skin, when she felt his breath against her ear and her eyes widened in
surprised when she heard him speak to her again.
“Why should I believe you?” he replied, this time in a surprisingly
softer voice that sent chills straight down her spine.
“I..I don’t know.” Lindsey stuttered , when she had finally regained
her composure. “I don’t know what else
I can say to make you believe me. Just
that I’m sorry it ever happened.”
Kane pulled away again and Lindsey forced herself to meet his gaze once
more. She looked up at him helplessly,
noticing that the look in his eyes had softened a little. She wondered if maybe she had finally gotten
through to him.
The two of them continued their standoff, each of them measuring the
other to see who would give in first.
With each passing moment, Lindsey grew more hopeful that Kane would
finally let her go. She could actually
see the anger fading from his large frame but still… she refused to let herself
relax, knowing that everything could change in the blink of an eye.
Maybe he had finally seen the error of his ways. Maybe this was just the calm before the
storm. Either way, Lindsey knew she had
to be prepared for whatever might happen next.
Chapter 9
The two of them continued to stare at each other for what seemed like
an eternity before Lindsey saw Kane lean in towards her again and she held her
breath, waiting to see what he would do.
“Why did you run that night? I
did nothing to you.” he asked softly, the pain in his voice making her heart
constrict.
“I’m so sorry Kane. I was just
so scared. I didn’t know where I was or
what had happened to me. I was so
surprised to see you. I thought that
you….”
“You thought that I was the one who hurt you.” Kane stated plainly,
finishing her thought.
Lindsey dropped her gaze and silently nodded her head.
“I thought you were different from them.” he added after a moment,
which caused Lindsey to lift her head and look at him again.
“I am different from them Kane.
I never meant to hurt you. If I
had known that you were only trying to help me…I..I would have… stayed.” she
replied softly.
“Would you have stayed?” he asked, seemingly surprised by her last
remark.
Lindsey nodded again, chewing on her bottom lip nervously as she waited
to see what his reaction would be. He
continued to stare down at her silently for several moments, before she finally
saw him move again. She watched warily
as he slowly raised his hand to her face and this time Lindsey forced herself
to remain still, closing her eyes when she felt his fingers on her cheek.
Kane carefully gauged her reaction to him, amazed when she didn’t pull
away or try to stop him. Feeling
bolder, he cupped her face in his hand as he continued to stroke her cheek with
his thumb. Opening her eyes, Lindsey
stared up into his light blue ones, confused by the mixture of emotions that
she saw there. There was still
anger…and hurt…and something else that she could only describe as…desire?
Her heart began to pound faster as she wondered about the thoughts that
were running through his mind. The feel
of his thumb brushing across her lips brought her back to the present moment
and she glanced down at his hand momentarily before turning her gaze back to
his face.
Reaching out cautiously, she brought her own hand to his face, running
her fingers over the dark leather that kept him hidden from her view. She moved hesitantly, fearful that the wrong
movement would somehow set him off again, surprised when he made no attempt to
stop her.
Gently, she brushed his long hair back from his face so she could get a
better look at him, her eyes traveling down the leather, coming to rest on his
full, sensuous mouth. Kane watched her
face closely as she examined him, searching for any sign of disgust or
fear. Following his lead, Lindsey
lightly brushed her fingers across his lips, and for one brief moment, Kane
felt a surge of hope that maybe she wouldn’t turn away again. Then he saw her brows draw together in a
frown and his hope was gone, knowing that at any moment she would go running
away from him again in fear.
“Kane? You said that you
thought I was different from everyone else.
Is that why you helped me that night?” Lindsey asked softly, breaking
the silence as she gazed up into his eyes again, searching for the answer to
the question that had plagued her for so long.
Kane was silent for several moments, and Lindsey started to get
concerned that maybe she had made a mistake by bringing the subject up
again. Then she saw Kane slowly nod his
head in response and she felt herself relax once more.
“Everyone thinks that I am a monster.
They all fear me. They all hate
me. They think they know who I am” Kane
ground out slowly when he finally spoke, the self-loathing evident in his
voice.
“They don’t know me. You… don’t
know me” he added, dropping his head and letting his hair fall into his face
once more.
Lindsey gazed up at his hidden face, the shame stabbing deep into her
heart.
“Maybe you were wrong about me Kane.
Maybe I’m not so different from them after all.” Lindsey replied,
surprised that she was willing to admit so much to this giant of a man who was
kneeling before her.
“I’ve heard the stories about you…about your past. I believed they were true. I’m just as guilty as they are…for thinking
the same things about you.”
Lindsey watched him carefully as she spoke, cringing a little when he
raised his head and met her gaze, seeing the anger flare in his eyes again at
her words.
“I believed all those horrible things about you Kane. That’s why I ran that night. That’s why I was so afraid to be alone with
you.” she continued nervously, hoping that the big man would keep his emotions
in check this time. “I see now how
wrong I was. I really don’t know
anything about you, except what I’ve seen tonight...which I have to admit
wasn’t very pleasant. But…I would like
to know you Kane. I want to know what
kind of person you really are.”
Lindsey watched the different emotions play across Kane’s face as she
spoke, the anger in his gaze gone just as quickly as it had appeared. She could see the surprise… the wonder….the
skepticism filling his eyes, his mouth drawn into a solemn frown as he
contemplated her words.
“You will run away. They always
leave.” Kane finally stated, so matter-of-factly that Lindsey’s heart nearly
broke at the sound of his voice.
“No Kane. I promise. I won’t run this time.” she replied softly,
reaching out to cover one of his large hands with her smaller one.
Surprised by her own actions, Lindsey carefully tested the skin
underneath her hand, noticing how smooth and incredibly warm it was despite the
cold air that was swirling about the room.
Kane watched her fingers as she caressed his hand and gave it a gentle
squeeze, the jolt of electricity that shot through his arm at the contact
catching him completely off guard. But
despite the shock, he was unable to pull his hand away, completely mesmerized
by the strange new sensations that her touch seemed to be stirring within him.
Unnerved by his silence, Lindsey became fearful that maybe he didn’t
appreciate her being so bold with him, so she released his hand, intending to
pull away from him. But at the loss of
the contact, Kane quickly reached out and enclosed her hand in his. His grip tightened painfully for a brief
moment, until he realized he was hurting her again, then he loosened his hold
slightly as he raised her hand and brought it back to his face. Lindsey offered no resistance as he placed
her palm against his leather-covered cheek and following his cue, she began her
hesitant exploration once more. She
trailed her fingers cautiously over his forehead, down the bridge of his nose
and across his cheeks before moving them down and under his chin, lightly
brushing against the worn strap that kept his mask secured to his face. At the feel of her fingers on his bare skin,
Kane gave a sudden gasp, causing Lindsey to pull back in fright, fearful that
she’d done something wrong.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”she
stated, letting her voice trail off when Kane grasped her hand and carefully
placed it against his neck again.
With her good hand pressed against his skin and her injured hand still
clutched against her chest, Lindsey struggled to change positions, moving to
sit on her knees so she could reach him better. Then watching his face carefully for any sign of disapproval, she
began to run the back of her hand down his neck and throat, enjoying the feel
of the smoothness against her skin, feeling strangely aroused by the power she
seemed to have over him at the moment.
Kane closed his eyes and tilted his head backwards, giving her greater
access to him. This type of contact was
so new to him, but yet he found it to be so…comforting. No one had ever touched him in this way
before…nobody had ever been this….gentle.
Fighting the emotions that were suddenly coursing through his body, Kane
willed himself to be still and simple enjoy her touch…knowing that these
incredible sensations would be over with way too soon...knowing that at any
moment, she would finally come to her senses and stop.
As she continued her soft caresses, Lindsey’s eyes focused on Kane’s
bare throat and she suddenly found herself wondering what it would be like to
taste him. Closing her eyes, she tried
to shake the thoughts from her mind, knowing that it would not be in her best
interests to try something so foolish.
But the soft sounds of pleasure that were escaping from his lips did
nothing to dispel her thoughts and the temptation finally became too much. Noticing that his eyes were still closed,
she leaned forward slowly, enclosing her lips around his throat and sucking
gently as she stroked the skin with her tongue. Kane emitted a strangled cry of surprise at this new sensation
and grasped the back of her head, holding her tightly to him as she sucked and
nibbled on his warm flesh.
Aroused even more by his actions, Lindsey licked and kissed her way up
his throat and along his jaw line, pausing briefly when she reached his
lips. Then, figuring she had nothing
else to lose, she leaned in and flicked her tongue against his mouth before
gently pressing her lips against his.
She was surprised to feel Kane part his lips beneath hers, accepting her
in as her tongue darted past his teeth and into the warm recesses of his
mouth. Kissing him deeply, she was
immediately caught up in the passion of the moment, the incredible feelings
that were welling up inside of her making all rational thought flee from her
mind.
Overwhelmed by the sensations her touch elicited within him, Kane
quickly took control of the situation and before Lindsey knew what was
happening, she found herself flat on her back, her hands clutching tightly to
his shoulders as he laid down over her and continued to plunder her mouth.
Forced to finally part so they could breathe, Kane pulled back and
looked down into her face, bracing himself for the fear and revulsion that he
knew he would see. Gazing down at her,
he was surprised when she raised her hand to his face and caressed him for a
brief moment before pulling him down into another heated kiss.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, Lindsey questioned the sanity of her
actions. Surrendering herself to this
man…letting her guard down….forgetting the danger that she had placed herself
in. It seemed so ridiculously
absurd. But her needs and desires
quickly overruled her common sense and she pushed the thoughts away, wanting
only to concentrate on what was happening at the present moment. And at the moment, Kane was slowly driving
her out of his mind with his powerful kisses.
And based on the hardness that was pressed incessantly into her upper
thigh, it seemed as though he needed this just as much as she did.
Chapter 10
Breaking the kiss, Kane moved to her neck and throat, placing hesitant
kisses along her soft skin…waiting for her to stop him. When the only response he got was her
fingers tangling through his hair, trying to pull him closer to her, his touch
became bolder and more passionate. He
thoroughly covered every inch of her bare skin, nipping and teasing over and
over again, pausing only once to regain his composure, when Lindsey licked at
his ear, murmuring words of encouragement as she urged him on.
With his large body covering hers and her body temperature steadily
increasing, the room suddenly seemed unbearably hot. Lindsey pressed her good hand gently against his chest,
whispering for him to move back as she sat up on the bed. Kane reluctantly did as she asked, fearful
that he had done something to upset her, until he saw her remove her
jacket. He watched her fold the garment
and lay it to the side, before her small hands returned to the front of her
shirt. He swallowed hard, his eyes
fixed on her fingers, as she unfastened each button, then slid the fabric from
her skin, revealing more of her glorious body to him. Leaving her bra in place for the moment, Lindsey reached out for
Kane, watching his face closely again as she tugged the hem of his shirt out of
his jeans. For a brief moment, Kane
remained frozen in place, unsure if he wanted her to continue… positive that he
didn’t want her to stop. But her gentle
urging quickly soothed away his anxiety and he grasped the hem of the shirt in
his hands and pulled it up and over his head before tossing it to the floor.
The site of him bare-chested before her left Lindsey positively
breathless and she couldn’t resist the urge to reach out and touch him
again. Her fingertips grazed across his
shoulder and down his chest, enjoying the play of the muscles against her skin
as he shuddered.
“You’re beautiful Kane.” she murmured softly, as she realized what an
incredible body he had.
Leaning forward she placed a kiss in the center of his chest, slowly
working her way across to one of his nipples.
She flicked the tip of her tongue across it lightly before sucking the
small nub into her mouth and Kane hissed in response as his fingers entwined in
her hair, holding her against him. She
teased him briefly before moving to the other nipple and repeating the process,
reveling in the feel of his body responding to her. Even though Kane was more than twice her size, at the moment
Lindsey felt like she had total control over the big man.
Smiling against his skin, she kissed a path up the middle of his chest,
working her way up his body until she reached his lips again. Then kissing him deeply, she brought her
good hand to his chest, running it down his body and across his stomach, before
moving lower to caress his hardened member through his jeans. Kane moaned loudly into her mouth at the
contact and Lindsey continued to stroke him, until the pleasure became too much
for him to handle. Then in one quick
motion, she suddenly found herself on her back once more, gazing up into his
darkened eyes as he lowered his head to claim her lips in another passionate
kiss.
Feeling more confident with every passing moment, Kane kissed a trail
of fire down her body, moving toward her breasts, trying his best to remove the
contraption that still had them hidden from his sight. Arching her back, Lindsey slipped her hand
beneath her and helped him unfasten the clasps that held it together, smiling
at the look that crossed his face when he pulled the fabric from her body,
baring the soft globes to his view. He
stared down at her for several long moments, unsure if or how he should
continue, until he felt Lindsey’s hands on his face again, urging him to lower
his head and taste her.
Licking his lips, he captured one of the rosy peaks in his mouth,
stroking it with his tongue and sucking gently, causing it to harden into a
stiff little peak. Enjoying the
whimpers and moans that were coming from beneath him, he turned his attention
to the other breast, lavishing it with the same care. Lindsey squirmed helplessly beneath him, unable to catch her
breath as he continued his assault on her body.
Pulling himself away from her breasts, Kane began to cautiously make
his way down her body, still expecting her to stop him at any moment. He rubbed his hand lightly across her stomach,
his heart sinking when he felt her hand enclose over his again, stopping
him. Then he felt her guide his hand
between her legs, and he moaned at the heat that was gathered there, his cock
throbbing with approval. He began to
rub her through the thin material of her pants and Lindsey couldn’t stop
herself from thrusting her hips against him, the feel of him touching her so
intimately arousing her beyond belief.
She let him continue the torture until she couldn’t take anymore,
whimpering as she reached down and pulled his hand away. Disappointed, Kane frowned down at her,
wondering why she had made him stop.
Sitting up, Lindsey reached out for him again, pulling him into another
brief kiss. Breaking the contact, she
smiled up at him seductively as her hands moved to the waistband of his jeans.
“My turn.” she whispered against his lips as she unsnapped the button
and carefully let down the zipper, slipping her hand inside to stroke him
through his underwear.
She smiled when she felt him thrust against her and she removed her
hand, tugging his jeans down his hips in an attempt to get them off of
him. Seeing what she wanted, Kane
pulled himself from the bed, removing his jeans, shoes and socks, so that he
was standing before her in only his underwear.
He moved to rejoin her on the bed but Lindsey quickly reached out an arm
to stop him.
“Those go to big
Flashing her another look of uncertainty, Kane took a deep breath and
hooked his fingers into the waistband of the fabric, pulling them down and off
of his body. Standing upright once
more, Lindsey’s eyes nearly popped out of her head as she took in the size of
him. She wondered briefly if she would
be able to handle him all.
“Oh well. A little to late to
be worried about it now.” she thought, seeing how aroused he was.
Grabbing his hand, she pulled him back down on the bed with her, urging
him into a sitting position against the headboard. Kane watched her as she urged his thighs apart, slipping in
between them as she moved closer to his body.
Then leaning in toward him, she gave him a brief kiss before moving down
his neck to his chest. She lovingly
kissed and teased his nipples, in the same way he had lavished hers only
moments before, moving from one to the other as she slipped her hand between
them and wrapped it around his swollen cock.
Kane cried out and thrust his hips upward at the contact, surprised by
the intense sensations that were working their way through his body. Lindsey continued to stroke him gently with
her hand before leaning over and running her tongue across the sensitive head,
licking the precum that was coating his shaft.
Opening her mouth, she lowered herself even further onto him, taking
him deeper inside as she used her tongue and teeth to stimulate him. Unprepared for the sudden rush of pleasure,
Kane cried out in surprise, his hands enclosing around her head, trying to push
her further down onto him. Lindsey
stilled herself for a moment, giving him time to get used to the sensations
before she began to gently bob up and down on him. She moved slowly, savoring every taste of him, enjoying the way
he writhed in pleasure beneath her.
Sensing that he couldn’t hold out much longer and aroused beyond belief
herself, Lindsey reluctantly pulled herself away from his body, slipping from
the bed so she could remove the remainder of her clothes. Then she climbed back onto the bed, crawling
up the mattress until she reached Kane again.
Urging his thighs back together, she straddled his legs, slowly lifting
herself up then down, as she impaled herself on his cock. She threw her head back and cried out when
she felt the head slip inside of her, Kane moving to grip her hips tightly as
she slowly sheathed him. Once he was
completely embedded inside of her, Lindsey stilled herself, wrapping her arms
around his neck and pulling him into another heated kiss. Kane followed her lead, wrapping his huge
arms around her body, pulling her tight against him as she began to carefully
move on his shaft.
Lindsey rode him slowly, enjoying the feel of his pulsating member
buried deep inside of her…enjoying the feel of his massive body against
hers. But the need for release soon
became too great and she began to move faster, stroking them both into glorious
oblivion. Feeling the tension begin to
build quickly within her, Lindsey leaned forward burying her face into the
crook of his neck, her hands clutching frantically at his shoulders as she
tried to brace herself for the wave of pleasure that was about to overtake
her.
Hearing her whimpers and cries get louder and more urgent, Kane began
to thrust his hips upward, meeting her downward strokes as he drove her to the
edge, closing his eyes and throwing his head back when he felt her inner
muscles begin to clutch at him. He felt
her whole body stiffen in his arms, her back arching as the wave finally
overtook her and the feel of her body tightening around his and the sound of
her screaming his name were his undoing.
He quickly followed her over the edge, clutching her to him as the
indescribable pleasure took over his body.
As the last of the waves began to fade, Kane looked down at Lindsey who
was resting contentedly against his chest.
Feeling his hand move on her back, she opened her eyes and glanced up at
him, surprised to see a faint smile etch itself onto his lips. Reaching up, she brushed her fingers lightly
against his mouth, before she closed her eyes and snuggled back into his
chest. Kane held her tight, soothing
her tired body as she quickly drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 11
Lindsey stirred in the bed and opened her eyes, quickly focusing on
Kane, who was now sleeping peacefully beside of her. It had taken two more passionate bouts of lovemaking but she had
finally gotten the big man to go to sleep.
She smiled when she recalled how wonderful he had been...how good he had
made her feel. She had no idea that
such pinnacles of pleasure could exist.
Glancing at her watch, her smile quickly faded when she saw the
time. There was only a couple of hours
left before dawn and she still had things she needed to get done before she
left on her trip. Looking back over at
Kane, she felt bad for having to leave his side again, but she really had no
choice in the matter. After the whole
“getting knocked unconscious by a chair” incident, her wonderful teammates had
blamed her for their failure to win the tag team titles. They had complained to Bischoff, who in turn
had decided to take it out on her by sending her away to a developmental camp
for a few weeks. And up until tonight,
she had been more than ready to leave. Up
until tonight, she hadn’t had a reason to stay.
Glancing over at Kane’s sleeping form once more, Lindsey gave a deep
sigh and threw the covers back, rolling to her side as she prepared to drag
herself from the warm bed. She jumped
when she felt a hand on her arm and she rolled back in place, gazing up at Kane
who was now awake and propped up on one elbow, watching her.
“Sorry big guy. Didn’t mean to
wake you.” she murmured, reaching up to brush the hair from his face.
“Where were you going?” he asked, still holding onto her arm.
“I was getting ready to go home.
I still have some packing to do before I leave later today.”
“You’re…leaving?” Kane replied, staring down at her with a hurt
_expression.
“I’m sorry Kane, but I have to go.
Bischoff’s orders. If I don’t
go, I’ll lose my job.” she replied, feeling guilty at the look of
disappointment on his face.
She made another attempt to roll out of the bed, crying out in pain
when she felt Kane’s grip tighten on her arm.
“Ow! Kane you’re hurting me!”
she whimpered, as she tried to free herself from his grasp.
“You promised me that you wouldn’t leave!” he growled, tightening his
grip even more as he roughly pulled her back against him.
“I’m sorry Kane. I thought you
knew. I’ll only be gone for a few
weeks. I promise I’ll be back to see
you.” Lindsey replied, as she struggled to free herself from his iron grip.
“You lied to me!” he shouted, still refusing to let her go.
Surprised by the tone of his voice, Lindsey turned to meet his gaze
again, shocked at the sudden change that had come over him. He was no longer the gentle giant who had
just made love to her over the past few hours.
Instead, he had been transformed back into the dangerous monster that she
had encountered when she had first arrived there. Noticing the fire in his eyes and the anger radiating from his
large frame, Lindsey knew that she had just made a huge mistake.
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“Holy shit! Hey Frank! Come here and have a look at this!”
“What did you find this time?” the second man asked in annoyance,
knowing that his friend always seemed to stumble into trouble wherever he
went. “Just hurry up and piss man so we
can go home. You know I don’t like
being out here alone at this time of night.”
“Come on man, I’m serious!
You’ve really gotta see this!” the first man replied, as he urged his
friend to join him.
Sighing in frustration, the second man cautiously approached the
darkened alleyway, stopping when he saw his friend standing in front of a pile
of empty boxes.
“What’s so damned important that I’ve just gotta come see…” the second
man replied, his voice trailing off when his friend stepped to the side,
revealing what had captured his attention.
“Where the hell did she come from?” Frank asked as he moved closer,
staring down at the nude, lifeless body of the small female that had been
carelessly tossed onto the pile of boxes.
Kneeling down to get a closer look, the first man noticed the dark
bruises that were already forming around her throat.
“Looks like somebody’s snapped her neck right in two.” he stated, as he
gazed over the other bruises that covered her body.
As the initial shock of their discovery began to wear off, Frank
finally regained his senses and punched his friend on the shoulder.
“Come on man! Let’s get out of here!
If the cops find us here, they might try to pin it on us! Besides, she’s not going anywhere. Somebody else will come along and find her
later. Let’s go.”
Without bothering to wait on his friend, the second man rushed back out
onto the street, looking around him carefully to ensure that he hadn’t been
seen. Casting once last glance at the
crumpled woman at his feet, the first man turned and quickly followed in his
friend’s footsteps.
Fortunately for the two men, they hadn’t noticed the huge man hiding in
the shadows in the back of the alley.
Once he was sure that they were gone, Kane emerged from his hiding
place, stopping to gaze down at the lifeless form beside of him. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a
small purple envelope and unfolded it, tracing the letters that were written
across the front. Then shoving the
paper back into his pocket and casting one last glance at the broken body at
his feet, he turned and walked away….and disappeared.... into the
darkness.
The End
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