Author's Note: There will be some sexual content, non-consensual and abusive interactions in this chapter. If you think this might offend you please go read something else. If you do read I hope you enjoy it and will be so kind as to leave a review.
They had driven in complete silence. Sonny kept his angry eyes glued to the road ahead of him and his hands had a death grip on the steering wheel, as he bobbed and weaved through the traffic at a high rate of speed. Trudy clutched the passenger side door and the dashboard to steady herself as the speeding jerked her about. When she allowed herself to focus on her surroundings Trudy realized they were heading to the Marina where Sonny kept his mini yacht docked. A familiar fear started to fill her, at the thought of being trapped alone on a boat with Sonny Burnett, and a pissed off Sonny Burnett at that. When he pulled the car right up to the entrance to the boat and put the car in park, she actually contemplated jumping out and running away. But before she could figure out which direction she would run, the passenger side door suddenly opened and the same guard who had done Sonny's bidding for her care twice before was there. She took note of how he held the door open but didn't offer her his hand to get out, and she knew that was at Sonny's instructions. Look but never touch. That was a rule Trudy knew she could take some sort of solace in.
"Mr. Burnett the boat's ready for your departure and everything is set as you instructed," The guard relayed as Sonny exited the driver's side of the car.
"Good, let's go," Sonny spoke out as he locked his eyes onto Trudy, who stood rooted in her spot, where she shook her head.
"No, I'm not getting on that boat with you," She replied. "Sonny, I told you that I have a flight to catch in less than an hour."
"Right, to visit your sick grandmother," He chuckled as he walked around the front of the car. When he reached where she stood, he roughly grabbed her left arm into his right hand and forcefully yanked her from where she stood.
"Ow, you're hurting my arm," She cried out in surprise and in true pain to his rough manhandling. She tried to struggle and pull from his hold but it only got tighter.
"Then you should listen," He growled this out as he stopped them at the stairs of the boat and he jerked her closer. "And do as I say. Get on the fucking boat, now!" He shoved her to the stairs and had she not reached out to grasp the railing she would have fallen hard to the ground. She stepped up and finally boarded the bow of the yacht. She put some distance between her and the stairs where Sonny was now stepping from. She rubbed her bruised left arm as she turned her head about to gauge if she might be able to jump from the boat. "Don't even think about it," Sonny spat out fully understanding her intent. "'Cause if you do it, I will fish you out and then together we'll go find your boyfriend Rico and I'll make you watch as I put a bullet right between his eyes," Trudy shivered at the heartless words and the coldness she now saw in his eyes as if it had dropped the temperature around her. He looked more than just angry. Now, he looked wild and crazed to her.
"How many times do I have to say it, Sonny, Rico's not my fucking boyfriend," She hissed out. Her demeanor may have looked as if she were mad but the truth was, she was absolutely terrified and wanted to cry and pull at her hair in frustration at the situation she was now in.
"Sure, sweetheart," He sneered out disbelievingly and then turned his focus to the guard. "Go tell the captain to push off. I want to put a lot of distance between us and the mainland as soon as possible," The guard nodded and he headed off and Sonny turned his focus back onto Trudy. "Downstairs," He nodded to the doorway that led to the below deck compartments. Trudy moved to the entrance and led the way down. "No, not the lounge," He stopped her before she entered the familiar space she had been locked in before. "Straight back, the large door at the end," She did as he instructed and when she reached the door she stopped and waited for him. He moved up beside her, grasped the knob, opened the door, and waved her inside. Trudy looked inside and realized it was the master bedroom on the boat. She found she could not move her legs as the weight of what she was sure would happen if she crossed the threshold pressed upon her. It was the gentle shove against the small of her back that finally got her into the room. She hurried to the other side of the stately space, keeping her back to Sonny. When she heard the click of the lock her eyes closed and freed the troubled tears that had been waiting just at the rims of her eyes. There were several silent moments before he spoke out again. "You know, I should just kill you for the way you've played with me," He said and she turned to look at him with wide fright-filled eyes, anticipating he had a gun already aimed at her. She found him seated calmly in one of the beautifully upholstered chairs near the door, and he was holding the gun in his right hand as he stared up at her with wet dangerous eyes.
"I haven't played you," She spoke with a shaky voice. "I have done nothing to you, Sonny. But you threatened to kill my boss tonight and then you kidnapped me."
"Kidnapped you?" He scuffed out. "You came of your own free will, darlin."
"Under duress because you said you would kill Rico if I didn't."
"Yeah, and I would have, and I still might," He growled out. "Did you fuck him tonight?"
"No! I am not fucking Rico he's, my boss. How many times do you want me to say it?"
"Until I believe you and I don't. I can see it when you're around him … there is something more between you two than just an employer and employee relationship."
"Yeah, I've known Rico for six or seven years now. He's like a big brother to me, and he's never ever been my lover," She spoke truthful words but could see he hadn't believed her. "Sonny, I haven't been intimate with a man in almost two years, and it's been even longer than that since I've even been on a date with one. Not until our lunch date," He watched her silently for a long moment before he settled the gun on the table next to the chair, and then suddenly rose up from the chair and moved to her. In turn, Trudy stumbled as she stepped back from his advancing but stopped when he reached out his left hand and grabbed a fist full of her thick curly hair, which was out and settled at her shoulders. "Owww," Trudy cried out in shock and to the sharp pain in her scalp as he yanked her head back some. She lifted both of her hands to pull at his left one, hoping to gain her release, but he never relented. Then she felt his right hand pulling up the bottom of the summer dress she had put on for her flight. She shot her left hand to grab hold of his right hand, which now tugged and tore away the flimsy panties she had on. "Sonny, please do-UHNAAH!" She screamed as he rammed two fingers into her core. "Umhmm," Trudy bit at her bottom lip and tried to swallow down the moans as her eyes clamped shut not just to the painful intrusion but also to the way her traitorous body was instantly responding to the manipulation of Sonny's fingers. She had not been lying when she confessed that her body had not felt such an intimate touch in 2 years, and it was definitely reacting to Sonny's touch now.
"Fuck, baby, you weren't lying, were you?" Sonny spoke out in a low moan, and his eyes roll shut and he grew instantly hard to just how tight she felt around his fingers. He leaned forward and rested his head beside hers while he pressed his taunt body up against her body. "You feel as tight as a virgin," He panted out excitedly as he slowly thrust his two digits in and out of her center. "And you're so hot and getting so wet too," Trudy whimpered as both of her hands tightened around his. She couldn't keep her body still as her hips swerved and gyrated upon his fingers as she sought to create more friction. "Is this sweet juice all for me?" He purred into her ear and then leaned back some to stare at her face, which was no longer contorted in fear, outrage, or pain. Instead, her face looked serene, delighted, and relieved. Her voice hitched in her throat as she watched him beneath hooded eyelids. A half sob and half moan escaped her lips as fresh tears spilled down her face. She knew the way her body was moving against his hand made her appear to him like a wanton whore, even while her mind raged and screamed at her to stop moving and push him away. But her grip only tightened around his hand that was buried in her folds, in an attempt to keep him inside until she found her release.
"Sonny, please…" Trudy sobbed out in desperation. She was mad at herself when she heard the neediness in her voice and was too embarrassed to continue her words. She was so afraid that if she kept talking, she'd say out loud just how much she did not want him to stop touching her.
"I'll please you, baby. All I want to do is please you, Trudy," He mumbled against her mouth before he kissed her deeply. She moaned more as the taste of him just heightened things into an erotic moment and increased the throbbing pleasure building between her legs. Sonny pulled from the kiss and moved his lips to her left ear. "How do you want me to please you? Do you want me to fuck your sweet pussy?" Her eyes rolled shut to his words and the increased pace of his fingering. "If that's what you want, you're gonna have to help me out. I've got my hands full right now," He whispered and then nibbled at her ear. At that moment Trudy fully understood that he was testing her. If she gave in to his will, gave her body to him, she was declaring that she was his and he would then feel he had the right to kill any man who dared touch her. But it was also an internal test for herself, for if she did this, she knew it would forever change her relationship with her friend Sonny Crockett if he ever got his memories back. "I'm dying right now, darlin," His strained voice broke through her reverie. "I need to be inside of you, help me out," He commanded even though in a soft tone, and she couldn't stop her hands as they moved to the buckle of his belt. She made quick work of the belt and then the button and zipper of his suit pants, all while her brown eyes remained locked to his green ones. She finally pushed down the boxers he wore, and once Sonny was freed, he removed his hands from her hair and pussy. He forcefully backed her to the large mahogany dresser while she pushed off his suit jacket and tore open the dress shirt underneath. He then used both of his hands to grab her backside as she snaked her arms around his neck. Then he lifted her and settled her bare bottom on the top edge of the dresser, moved in between her thighs. Any reservations Trudy may have had were all gone now, and she pulled him into a sensuous kiss while she lifted her legs and wrapped them around Sonny's lower back. She pressed her feet into his back to pull him closer to her. He needed no further provocation as he gripped his cock and guided it into her hot core. They both bucked, hissed, and then groaned through the connection and near-crippling rush of euphoria that had simultaneously washed over both of them. Both knew this first coupling wouldn't last long nor be kind or gentle, but it would be quick, rough, messy, and likely bruising. And at this moment, they were both fine with that as their movements became more and more erratic as they raced to give the other an exquisite release.
At the Organized Crime Bureau Headquarters
"He actually threatened to shoot you?" Switek spoke out from his spot leaning against the window inside the conference room. Tubbs had just told Castillo, Gina, and Switek what had gone down with Sonny at the townhouse.
"Yeah, and the only reason I'm standing here now and not down at the county morgue is because of Trudy," Tubbs replied as he clenched his fist in anger as he recalled the look of horror and fear on her face. "She gave into Sonny's demand and went with him."
"God, she must be so scared right now," Gina chimed in as she swallowed down impending tears. "I'm sorry Rico, I tried to call and warn you guys after Sonny left the club," She looked across the table to her friend and co-worker. "I knew that he was dangerous by how he acted at the club. He nearly broke my arm trying to find out where Trudy was," For effect, she pushed up the sleeve of the blouse she wore and exposed the huge bruise displayed there.
"Jesus," Switek gasped out as he scowled in anger at the bruise marring Gina's delicate skin. "Why isn't there a BOLO or APB out on Sonny yet?" He turned his frowning face to their Lieutenant, who stood at the head of the table, hands in his pockets while he stared glumly down at the table.
"The DEA pulled rank, contacted the Commissioner," Castillo began relaying what he had been told by his superiors. "It's been determined that this Carrera bust has to take precedent."
"Precedent to what?" Tubbs spat out angrily as his face held the same outrage as Gina's and Switek's. "The life of a police officer who's given 8 years of her life protecting and serving this city. C'mon man, you know that ain't right," Castillo lifted mad eyes up to Tubbs and Tubbs calmed some for he could see Castillo was just as pissed about the call.
"Trudy is a decorated cop and she knows how to do her job," Castillo said. "Now, you have to do yours. Finish the deal with Carrera, help take down his entire organization, and bring both Sonny and Trudy home."
"Yeah, and in the meantime just hope that Trudy doesn't get fed to the wolves," Gina tossed on still upset that there was no real plan to get Trudy back.
"The meet-up with Carrera is next week?" Castillo spoke out again.
"Yeah," Tubbs responded. "The plan is to fly down to the Bahamas to the home he has there for a mini vacation and bring him in a shipment. We're making the buy on his turf, which puts the odds in his favor."
"We've already flown down teams to start surveillance," Castillo countered. "You're booked on the next flight down there. I have your ticket on my desk," He shot eyes to Switek who in turn nodded his understanding. "I insisted that our entire team be involved because we have two of our own in the crossfire. Gina," He focused on her and she sat up straighter as she listened "You will go as Mr. Ortiz's companion," She nodded.
"Sure, and I won't even fuss this time about always being someone's arm candy. I will do whatever it takes to bring Trudy home safe and sound."
"And what about Sonny, and bringing him home safe and sound?" Switek questioned.
"I honestly don't know if that's possible anymore," Gina answered honestly as she subconsciously rubbed her sore arm and Tubbs nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, after what I saw in his eyes tonight, I don't see him giving up without a fight," Tubbs stated. "And this obsession he seems to have with Trudy is definitely gonna make it difficult to get her away from him too."
They had transitioned from the dresser to the floor and now were entangled in the white satin sheets on the king-sized bed. Trudy was pinned on her back with Sonny's body holding her down. His hands held her arms above her head at the wrist, as he pounded into her almost viciously. Trudy's cries switched between pain and pleasure every other moment as she twisted and glided beneath him. The way he possessed her was ecstatic and at the same time punishing. His words aligned with his deep thrusts.
"So, fucking good baby," He groaned out as he placed wet kisses against her face, mouth, and neck while swerving and pushing into her in deliberately slow and delicious strokes. It made her whimper and lean in to nip, lick, and kiss at the flesh on his shoulder. "And it's all mine," He growled out as he released her hands and fisted her curls as he now harshly banged them pelvis to pelvis, lifting up and then dropping down into her without regard. She screamed out to the slicing pain that had a trail of pleasure at its end. Trudy clawed at his back her scratches stinging a little as they drew prickles of blood. "You're mine," Sonny grunted out as he snarled down into her face while purposely brutalizing her tender center. Trudy could only gasp, squeal, and cry out to each blow as she clung to him. She tried to push it all to the back of her mind what was happening at this moment, but she knew it would disturb her when she thought about it later. How he was treating her, marking her, and claiming her as his. But she would be most bothered by how she was letting him and mostly enjoying it. "Say it!" He barked down into her face as he yanked at her hair and continued his malicious assault on her body. "Say, you're mine, Trudy, SAY IT!"
"YES!" Trudy screamed out and then whimpered as she bucked under his rough ministrations. "I'm yours, Sonny … please, please," She sobbed as tears streamed down her face now. The pain was becoming too much to bear, though a part of her didn't want him to stop completely because she was so close to climaxing. As if he had sensed her distress or was just satisfied with her declaration, Sonny kissed her while he piston more slowly inside of her. His movements were now more in the fashion of making love to her, and she cooed and arched up some as a 3rd orgasm overtook her.
"I love you, Trudy," He huffed out against her ear as he came inside of her once more. "God, I need and want you so fucking much," He panted out as he nestled his head into the nook of her neck. He tucked his arms more snuggly around her body, they both gulped in the air while their bodies calmed. Fresh tears rolled from Trudy's eyes at his words, because she knew that he had meant them but that they were just words derived from fanciful things his fractured mind had pieced together from a reality it couldn't fully recall, and this made her close her eyes and silently weep for him.
"I'm not just some 'thing' you can possess, Sonny," She whispered back to him and he lifted his head to look down at her. She held his gaze steadily.
"I know you're not a 'thing', but you are 'my' woman now," He proclaimed.
"Whether I want to be or not?"
"Oh, you want it, and I know how badly you want it now," Sonny said as he moved his hand down her body and inserted a finger inside of her. She hissed to the burn and gratification from his touch.
"You scare me, Sonny. You're like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde," She moaned out to the newfound pleasure that was filling her once more. Before she could further hate herself for enjoying how he touched her he instantly stopped his hand, removed his finger, and truly listened to her. She took a few seconds to calm herself before she spoke again. "And this life you live, it's scary and I don't want to be a part of any of it."
"You don't have to be scared, baby. I would never hurt you, Trudy, and I would never let my work harm you either. I'll always protect you, I swear it," He said this as he adoringly caressed her left cheek. She had to bite her tongue to keep from telling him that some of what he had just done to her had hurt her. He had purposely caused her physical pain. But something told her speaking about it might be a trigger for more of it, and so she said nothing about it.
"I just want to go home, go back to my life. Please, Sonny," She said somberly as she spoke aloud a request she already knew he'd never comply to. He abruptly moved from her body as if her touch scolded him. He sat up and then stood from the bed.
"You are home, this is your life now," Sonny spoke in a colder, detached tone. He kept his back to her as he walked toward the adjoining bathroom door, and she knew it was him being dismissive to her words. "Wherever I am, you'll be with me, and that'll be home. You need to understand that and get used to it," Just as he finally reached the door he grasped the knob, he then turned to look directly at her. "And don't ever try to leave me, 'cause I'll find you, and I don't know what might happen when I do. And I don't think either one of us wants to find out," The threatening danger she now saw in his eyes sent a chill down her spine.
"Now, tell me again that I don't have to be scared of you, Sonny," Trudy chuckled out humorlessly as she looked directly back at him.
"You don't have to be so long as you do as I say," He said and the glint in his eyes told her that he meant what he had said. "Just do as I say and I'll worship you like a Queen," Not bothering to hear her reply he entered the bathroom and the sound of running water could soon be heard through the open bathroom door. Trudy collapsed back against the bed, then turned on her left side, curled into a fetal position, and silently cried in her despair. "Come shower with me," Sonny's voice filled the room once more and Trudy jumped a little at the unexpected intrusion into her self-pitying. "C'mon, before the water gets cold," He commanded, and then and there Trudy decided that to survive she would have to pick and choose her battles with him. And on this, she chose not to battle at all, and so she closed her eyes, took a deep breath. She then sat up, stood, and obediently made her way to the bathroom.
Hours Later
The tantalizing feeling of fingers gliding down her back and the soft kisses that followed their trail stirred Trudy from her deep slumber. With a tired, airy sigh escaping her lips, Trudy turned towards the touch, but never actually opened her eyes. Throughout the night she had been awoken a couple of times to Sonny's demanding and insatiable lust for her. The first time she had mildly protested that they had just bathed. A bath she knew had been to help soothe her soreness, but quickly realized had been more for his benefit so he could continue making love to her. It had completely been unnecessary because despite how sore she was or how on occasions he would be callous with her body it always seemed eagerly willing to bend to the will of Sonny's touch. A fact that placed her mind in turmoil, how she loathed as well as craved his touch upon her body. She shamefully wanted Sonny but she also desperately didn't want to want him.
"Good morning, Beautiful," Sonny leaned down and spoke against her lips before sucking them into a gentle, sweet kiss. He then pulled from the kiss and slid down her body some and suckled the right nipple of her exposed breasts into his mouth. She flinched and hissed a little because he had greatly bruised her nipples throughout the night while he viciously gnawed and sucked on them until she had sobbed, screamed, and begged for him to stop. His goal had been to give her enough pain to learn his brutality to avoid it, and also enough pleasure to ensure she would always crave and respond favorably to his touch. Trudy had cursed him more than once about how careless and harmful his touch sometimes was. In-kind, she also cursed herself because still, she had enjoyed all the things he had done to her body and had had the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced in her life. But It appeared that the light of day brought out his gentler Dr. Jekyll side. So, Trudy instinctively grasped the back of his head and arched her back a little to get him closer as she moaned out her consent to what he was doing. "Sorry baby," He spoke around his nibbling and licking her nipple. "I really wish I could spend the entire day in this bed, buried inside of you, but I have to attend a meeting with my boss," He gave a kiss to her now rock-hard nipple and lifted up from the bed. "But before I head out, I want to have breakfast with you. It's waiting for us up on deck. So, get up, get a quick shower, then get dressed and come up and join me."
"I don't have anything to wear," Trudy replied as she now rested her upper body up on her elbows as the sheets pooled around her belly. She was not at all coy about being naked in front of him as there was not a part of her body he didn't know intimately now. In reply, Sonny smirked as he stood from the bed and moved to one of the two floor-to-ceiling closets in the cabin. He opened the door and revealed the large closet was filled with expensive, designer lady's clothing. She arched her brow at him. "I will not wear the clothes of your whores, Sonny," She practically spat at him as she quickly shoved away the jealousy that tried to fill her at the thought of another woman sharing his bed. He seemed to be ignoring her words as he sifted through the rack filled with items. Then he pulled out an off-white, off-the-shoulder cocktail dress which matched perfectly with the tan suit he was wearing. He also grabbed a pair of white sandals with thin straps that buckled around her ankles, from the shoe rack.
"Wear this," He moved and laid the dress and sandals at the foot of the bed and made sure the tags could be seen. She shot her eyes to the other dresses hanging in the closet and could see they all had tags on them as well. It stunned her a little as she pondered whether he had bought all of these things specifically for her. Had he planned to bring her here all along, willingly or not? "You're a size 2 dress, size 6 shoes, right? If I guessed wrong let me know and I'll have everything taken back and have the sizes adjusted for you. Now, please hurry up because I'm starving," He winked with a smile and then exited the room and left her to it. She cursed herself at how fast she was getting up to comply with his commanding, but never paused or slowed her steps.
They sat eating their breakfast with an amicable conversation, mostly about her childhood. She had made sure to give enough truth to her stories to make them easier to keep track of. But not so much that would possibly blow her cover.
"What were you like as a child?" She asked him while she gazed at him over the rim of the glass of orange juice she was sipping from. She studied his eyes and prayed there was something he might be able to tell her that he actually remembered.
"I couldn't tell you, darlin, I don't remember," He replied around a deep sigh and she could see the not knowing truly bothered him.
"C'mon, I'm not asking for any deep dark secrets. I just want to get to know you a little better, and I've spent the last 30 minutes telling you about my childhood. So, it's only fair you share something about yours. I know if little Sonny was anything like big Sonny, I am sure you got a lot of spankings for being bad," She coaxed in a teasing manner and inwardly sighed in relief when Sonny chuckled and smiled at her remark. Her intentions were to probe and try to get him to actually think about it, but not upset him in the process.
Sorry, babe, I really don't remember," As he leaned more comfortably back in his seat and crossed his legs. "I was in a bad boating accident a little while ago. Got some serious brain damage up here," He said this as he lifted his right hand and pressed his pointer finger and middle finger against his right temple. "Luckily, I was with some business associates when it happened and they got me to the hospital. But when I woke up, I couldn't recall anything from before the accident."
"I'm sorry, Sonny," Trudy replied and her heart truly broke for Sonny and she had to quickly wipe at her eyes to dab her tears before they fully fell. "That must be hard. I would be devastated if I couldn't remember who I am."
"I know exactly who and what I am, sweetheart, and you don't need to feel sorry for me," He said as he pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a big pull from it. "I survived and I'm thriving," He spread out both arms to showcase their extravagant surrounding. "I've got all I need. I've got more money in the bank than I'll ever know what to do with, and now I've got you too," He said this as he raked his eyes appreciatively over her body and took another drag from the cigarette. The smile on her face faded and she bowed her head some saddened by the reminder that he had claimed her as his. That even while sitting in the lap of luxury and in their current beautiful surroundings, she was still his prisoner. Sonny could see that he had unintentionally upset her so to try to appease her he did share a 'secret' with her. "Sometimes," He started to speak as his eyes rested atop the beautifully decorated breakfast before them. "I see flashes of things," This immediately recaptured Trudy's attention and she locked her eyes onto him.
"Memories?" She asked as she leaned in more towards the table.
"I don't know, maybe, but then just as quickly as they pop in my mind they disappear again," He added and then shrugged. "And there you go, I've 'shared' something with you, and I don't really want to talk about that anymore," He announced and she knew him well enough now to know that this was him ending the discussion. And although she really wanted to interrogate him more in the hopes of triggering a memory, more than anything else she didn't want to ignite his temper. She had seen Sonny Crockett mad and upset before but even at his angriest he had never frightened her, but Sonny Burnett certainly did and just with a cold stare. So, she remained quiet as she looked out over the water and noticed land a few miles from where they were anchored, but she hadn't asked him where they were though she had been dying to. Again, choosing not to battle. But Sonny could see anxiety fill her some as her eyes darted about their surroundings.
"We're in the Bahamas," He disclosed and then casually lifted his cup of black coffee to his lips as she locked her wide eyes onto him. "We'll be here for a week, two weeks at most."
"The Bahamas?" She repeated totally shocked at this news. "I can't stay here for a…a week or two, Sonny," She stammered as a panic crept in her at the thought of being so far from Miami and help.
"Why, please don't tell me you're still on that 'sick grandmother' lie," He chuckled some.
"I wasn't …" She quieted as the glint in his eyes told her she shouldn't try to reaffirm that particular lie, so she decided to be more truthful. "Okay, fine, my grandmother isn't sick, she died before I ever even met her. But I did plan to visit some of my family up north for a while, that's the truth. And Rico," She saw his jaw clench and twitch in anger to the name and she was sure it was due to how informally she used it. "I mean, my boss … Mr. Ortiz was really just taking me to the airport," He let out a deep sigh as he glared at her, and she knew he still didn't believe her. "That's also the truth and if you don't believe me, you can call the airline to confirm the flight and confirm that my ticket is there waiting for me. Well, was waiting, I missed the flight," She tacked on, and his eyes instantly softened to this.
"And you were just going to leave and not tell me when you knew I would be waiting in that club for you?" Sonny's brow bunched up in what she perceived to be his anger and she couldn't will away the tears that began to fill her eyes due to her increasingly frayed nerves. "And why the sudden need to get out of town? Hell, I would have taken you wherever you wanted to go, Trudy. Why didn't you just tell me?"
"I was leaving to get away from you, Sonny," She confessed the whole truth of it. "And I already told you why. You scare me," She shuddered out and then took in a deep breath, which didn't calm her nerves as she had hoped it would. "You're scary," She sniffled out through trembling lips. Sonny's heart was troubled a little at seeing the state she was in, for he could actually 'see' that she was scared, literally trembling as she sat before him.
"Trudy, baby," He spoke more gently but he didn't reach for her as he had wanted to do, for fear it would scare her more. "I told you, I would never hurt you, without cause, not ever. Just do as I say and I promise to give you a very good life, where you will want for nothing," He declared and then turned to look out over the glistening waters, while he thought of the right words to say. "I know I can be 'intense' sometimes but," He turned back to look at her once more. "That's only because I'm crazy about you, understand? I love you," He nearly whispered these words as if he didn't want to chance that someone else might possibly hear him. Trudy's eyes shut as her shoulders slumped a little.
"Sonny, you don't love me, obsessed maybe, but it can't be love. How could you love me when you don't even know me, not really?" She countered as she looked back at him. She felt a little bit bolder after his promise not to actually hurt her unless she gave him cause to. And it seemed that in his mind's eye her leaving him or cheating on him would be the only things that would jeopardize and renege on that promise.
"And what do you know about me that makes you an expert on how I feel or who I love?" He asked this with a smirk on his face, which told her she hadn't angered him. "It's okay if you don't feel the same way because I know there is something between us. It's this amazing connection and I also know it will only grow stronger with time."
"I do care about you, Sonny … more than you ...know," Trudy said but she had nearly said the word 'remember' as a moment where Sonny Crockett was being a great friend to her flashed in her mind. "But I don't want to open myself up to falling in love with you," It was quite difficult to think about the possibility of falling in love with him because the truth was, she probably could and easily so. She had already crossed a boundary she knew she shouldn't have by having sex with him, even though she knew without a doubt that it still would have happened under his coercion. It had blurred a line in her mind she used when it came to her personal life and her professional life, between just being friends and being lovers. "What you do, your work … the world you choose to live in, I can't be a part of it. I don't want any part of that."
"My work is just that, work," He stated calmly. "I will admit that a week ago my work was my entire life because it was all I had, and I had started making plans for a promotion, and plans to build up my own 'business'. But then I met you and for the first time, at least for as long as I can recall, something filled my thoughts other than my work. So, if my work and the people I work for scare you so badly, after this last job I'm doing for Carrera I'll resign," He said as she now gazed at him in surprise and confusion. "I want to be with you Trudy and I want you to be with me, and without fear of me or the work I do. So, I'll just give up the work. I've earned a small fortune from it and made some very smart investments. So, there's enough money in the bank that our great-grandchildren will never want for anything," He said this as he waggle his brows at her around a charming smile, and Trudy couldn't stop the smile at his assumption that she would have children and grandchildren with him. "So, what do you say? When I finish up this job here in the Bahamas, we'll run off together."
"Sonny..." She sighed out in a manner that told him she was going to protest, and the discussion was settled as far as he was concerned so he quickly wiped his mouth, pushed his chair from the table, and stood.
"You ready to go?" He asked her and she turned stunned eyes up to where he stood before her.
"You're taking me to the mainland with you?" Trudy was shocked but also elated by the idea she might be able to get to a phone to call home. She had discovered their only means of communication on the yacht had been in the cockpit which was staffed 24/7.
"Yes," He smiled as he noticed the excitement dance behind her eyes. He was no fool and knew she would probably try to find a phone and make a call to someone in Miami, but he would keep eyes on her at all times. "I can't take you to my meeting but I thought you would like to visit the town, maybe do some shopping until I'm done," He stated and she was sure there was a catch to it. "Vinnie and Mike," He waved to the two men who stood near the stairs that led down to a smaller speed boat waiting for them. "They will accompany you to keep you safe," Trudy swallowed down the argument that wanted out for she knew it would only end with her not being allowed to leave the boat. She told herself that she could try to give the guards the slip and sneak a call back home, even though it seemed like an impossible feat given she had no idea where they were. Sonny held out a hand to her and Trudy accepted it by placing her hand in his. He pulled her from her chair and led her to the stairs and off to an afternoon adventure.