His Absolute Proposal: An Illicit Billionaire Love Story (Elise, #3) (29 page)

It was just for tomorrow.  Tomorrow I was going to let loose and go wild.  I wasn't a party girl or anything, I just liked to have fun sometimes.  Tomorrow was my twenty-first birthday, so I was at least allowed that.  I'd study for all the rest of the weekend to make up for it.  I wanted to visit the aquarium, too, and my dad and I had plans for lunch on Saturday.  My mom couldn't make it, but she said she'd try to come up next week if she could and we'd go shopping.

Everything was going to be a lot of fun.

My name is Noah.

I kidnap women, I hold them against their wills, I break them down, I hurt them mentally and physically.  Occasionally, I hurt them emotionally, too.  I cause them pain.  I give them a reason to hate me, but I force them to love me.

Their love isn't real; I know that.  How do you even fucking define love in the first place?  Check a dictionary and see how useless that shit is.  A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person?  A feeling of warm personal attachment?  It's all bullshit.  It's all pointless bullshit, because you don't know and you can never know.

I can pretend to love someone, sure.  I can act like I want to be with them for the rest of my life.  They can act the same.  Maybe they really feel that way.  I don't know.  Regardless, it's worthless.

Tell me this?  If I pretend to love someone and they start feeling profoundly tender towards me, passionately affectionate, but I don't really love them, what is their love worth?  Nothing, because it's fake.  It's not real.  Sometimes it's fun to build someone's love up, act like you care, wait until they're really in deep, and then hit them with the news.

Sorry, love, but you don't mean a thing to me.

I have an addiction to calling women "love."  I can't stop.  I've never loved any of them, and I never will, but I just can't stop.  It's like a joke, an insult, a little bit of hope wrapped up in one insignificant, meaningless word.  It's hope for them, at least.  I don't hope for anything; I get shit done.  Hope and prayers are for the weak.

I should add that I don't kidnap women and break them because I like it.  Yes, they might get hurt, they might feel pain, but I don't like that, either.  I don't hate it, but I don't like it.  It just doesn't bother me.  There are more important things in the world to worry about. 

It's nothing personal, love.  It's just a job.

Call me what you want.  I don't care.  Master, Dominant, Dom, Sir, Slave trader, whatever.  Some people in the BDSM scene use Daddy and I think that's kind of fucked up, but whatever.  Call me that if you want, too.  I'm not into BDSM, though.  What I do isn't safe.  There's no consensual bargains here.  We don't sign a fucking contract and discuss limits and boundaries.

I kidnap women, I hold them against their wills, I break them down, I hurt them, I bring them pain.  I make them hate me and love me at the same time.  Then I sell them to the men and women that come to me to procure my services.  You don't want to know what happens after that.

There's a difference between hating women and just not caring about them.  I do this for my own reasons, not that anyone would understand that.  It's not hard to do the things I do.  Any ignorant fool who takes two seconds to plan it out can kidnap someone, and it only takes a few weeks of confinement to alter someone's state of mind so deeply that they'll do anything you say.

It's not hard to do what I do.  It's hard not to get caught.  You need to be perfect.  You need to plan out everything.  You need to know exactly what to do exactly when you're going to do it, and never leave any traces behind so someone can track what you've done.  It doesn't just happen when you take the girl, but when you ship them off to the buyer, too.  There's a lot of shit that goes on.  It's ruthless and unforgiving.  I go the distance.  I treat this like it's fucking art.  If I don't do this, the influx of inspiration seething inside me would eat me alive and I'd die of starvation like some depraved artist drowning in a puddle of his own muddy tears in a back alley somewhere.

You don't have to know why I do what I do.  You just have to know I do a good job.

They call me Noah because I herd girls for a living.  I find them, whatever the specifications, and I bring them home, I dominate them until they're a perfect mold of what I want them to be, and then I sell them to the highest bidder.

Most of the time nowadays I take special orders instead of dealing with auctions.  Auctions are risky.  I don't like that scene.  The stagnation building in the pits and the broken girls paraded onto the stage make me want to vomit out of futile depression.  It's fucking sickening to watch.  I don't know how anyone could enjoy that.  I did it when I had to, when I was just starting to make a name for myself.  It was a necessity, but it almost destroyed me.

Now, no one knows my real name.  I might have forgotten it, too.  I'm just really fucking good, so they started calling me Noah.  For forty days and forty nights these women weather my storm and then I deliver them to a new world.

I like that.  It's real fucking cute.  Definitely ironic.

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