Taken in the Dark 2: Her Escape

By Emma Rose

Sarah questions how far she will push herself in the compound in order to protect her friends and keep Ivan's secret. After a run-in with the Warden, Sarah must meet with the boss...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Emma Rose
• Release date: Dec 10, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301767878

Emma Rose

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Taken in the Dark, Part 2: Her Escape

By

Emma Rose

Copyright © 2014 by Emma Rose

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All characters in this book are eighteen years or older.

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Taken in the Dark, Part 2: Her Escape

The sheer brightness of the room caught Sarah off guard. She stood blinking just inside the door as it slammed shut behind her, trying to let her eyes adjust. As they did, she saw the reason- the room was mirrored, bouncing the brilliant light around the small room occupied by a single stool. It was the first time she’d gotten a good look at herself in weeks- there were no mirrors in the bathroom. Her hair was still half damp, falling in thick tousled waves around her shoulders, and her skin was paler than she was used to, lacking the normal gentle sun-kissed look of a girl who love to walk out in the sun.

The sheer robe hid nothing, the navy silk and lace lingerie accenting her full breasts and narrow waist, the panties perfectly tracing the curve of her flaring feminine hips. She caught sight of her own eyes in the mirror- wide and scared, clear grey green. Taking a deep breath she shoved that fear away, remembering all the young women she was helping to save. Casting one last thought back to Ivan and praying she was right to trust him, she took a few slow steps to the stool and perched on the edge tentatively.

What languages do you speak? The crackle of a voice coming over hidden speakers made her jump and glance around, eyes searching for the owner. Mentally she scolded herself, lifting her chin a little in defiance as she settled onto the stool.

Only English fluently, a few words of French. She responded after a moment of hesitation.

Remove your robe. The voice followed almost immediately. The mirrors must have been two-way, her own reflection hiding the watchers from her. She slowly tugged the silky sash until it fell free, letting it puddle around the legs of the stool. She was on display, that much was clear. They were being put out for viewings like prize cows. Throwing back her shoulders she let the robe slither down her skin, letting anger boil under her skin, burning away the fear and leaving her with a certain amount of confidence she knew to be false. Sarah clung to it anyway, her eyes narrowed and her back straight as she