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legs
felt weak. Couldn't this elevator hurry up? Once it stopped on the ground floor
Kelly would make a quick exit and escape the inexplicable masculine allure of
Father John.
    Or at least that was what she thought would happen.
    She couldn't have been more wrong.

9. Disaster
    The overhead light flickered.
    Then suddenly all light extinguished as the elevator
thunked to a stop, falling with a frightening jerk. The darkness was complete.
    Kelly froze to utter stillness as if she was sculpted in
ice. A familiar wave of nauseous fear flowed through her and she felt her skin
instantly dampen in a cold, cold sweat.
    A number of things happened all at once then, in an
instant of mind-numbing insanity.
    Kelly felt a heavy pressure in her chest and her heart seemed
to skip a beat – but after that it began to race. Lightheaded, somehow Kelly
felt there wasn't enough air in this small room, and she simply couldn't
breathe. A weird sense of detachment took over and her ears rang – she heard a
terrifying, blood curdling scream. It was the sound someone would make if they
were going to die - or else the sound of someone dying.
    When her face was slapped hard, once, then twice, she
realized an astonishing fact. Oh , she thought with an oddly blank
indifference. It's me who is screaming.
    "Kelly? Kelly! You will speak to me now ,"
a demanding voice said.
    Kelly felt her arm wrenched backwards in a bone breaking
twist, which slammed her up against the wall face first. It really hurt! Then
strong fingers wrapped around her throat. John! OMG Father John! It was
still dark, and she was still trapped, but this new terror seemed to return her
to the present.
    "Oh," she sputtered, "I'm sorry."
    "Good girl," he said calmly. He tightened his
fingers on her throat and dread thrilled through her, as well as a full body
tremor. Jesus, was Father John going to strangle her after all?
    "Kelly," he said softly into her ear, with his
long heated torso pressed up against her back. "Are you more afraid of
this small, dark room, or of me? Answer me now," he commanded.
    "You…you, Sir," she stammered. "I'm more
afraid of you."
    "Good girl," John said, and his dark voice
seemed full of restrained violence. "That is correct. I am much more
dangerous, I assure you. You will call me John. You are now going to sit down
here on my lap."
    Sit, yes, she thought, because
she seemed to have lost all strength in her legs. One strong arm slid behind
her, to support her. Like a rag doll, she collapsed into him, letting John's
self-assured powerful arms position her. They slid to the floor together, and
then she was sitting across his hips and thighs, exactly as he wanted.
    Her mouth felt dry as sand. Kelly swallowed, and felt her
throat muscles work underneath the strong grip of his fingers. All her
attention was fixed on Father John and what he may do next. He was so much
stronger than she was, it would be a simple task for him to throttle the life
out of her. Stretched out across John's lap, he had Kelly's arms behind her
back, both slim wrists tightly confined by one big male hand. His other hand
moved from her neck to press her head hard against his chest.
    The man radiated a comforting heat - it felt incredible!
Kelly had no idea until that moment that she was shaking with cold. She became
aware of his leather Matrix trench coat as he folded it around her, and in the
back of her mind she knew that John had taken it off. But when had he done
that?
    "You're hyperventilating," he said in a tone
utterly devoid of compassion. "Slow your breathing down, Kelly, or I will
slow it down for you."
    This compelling threat pushed into her mind, forcing her
brain to wake up and start working. OMG, she wondered wildly. Will he
choke me again? Warm male fingers brushed along her throat, a potent
reminder, and she suddenly found that she could control her breathing.
    "That's right. Good girl," he said in a
soothing, seductive whisper. "Now, listen to me. Can you hear my