𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄 ✔︎ ━ 𝖱𝖨𝖣𝖣𝖫𝖤

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

Before I could say- or do- anything to stop him, Tom grabbed my arm and preformed a spell which transported us from the living room to a circular room with an open concept.

Once I got over my motion sickness, I took a few steps away and looked around. There wasn't much to see. A small kitchen, a sofa with a burning fireplace, numerous bookshelves, and tons of windows.

Since it was night I couldn't see out of them, but I had the sickening feeling he had transported me to some kind of tower.

"Welcome to my humble hideout. This is The Tower, also known as where I gather members of the Dark Army." He stated with a grin, slipping his wand into the black cloak he wore.

"Tom? It's three in the morning-" I heard a voice from the couch say. Moments later a heap of curly brown locks that resembled Tom's almost perfectly popped up from the couch.

He had defined features. A pointed nose, sharp jawline, high cheekbones. His eyes travelled from Tom to me within moments, his eyes looking me up and down.

"Don't even think about it, Adam, she's our prisoner." Tom said firmly, almost like a growl. I stood there idly, using my free hand to pick absentmindedly at my fingernails.

"I have to go collect a few new members down by Watchman's Bay. Do not do anything stupid." Tom said slowly, making sure Adam got every word. He nodded in response, and with that, Tom preformed a spell which teleported him out of the tower.

"So, what's your name?" My attention snapped back to Adam, who was sitting on the sofa with his arms leaned over the back. I didn't want to answer, but considering my state, it was the best option.

"Anastasia," I answered calmly. "Are you a Riddle brother?" I asked with a tilt of my head. I couldn't help myself from asking. He looks just like one, and if there is another, it's better that I know now rather than later.

"I am. I've been Tom's right hand man for many years, I prefer to stay hidden, kind of as a secret attack mechanism." He answered, his tone carrying the same calmness as mine had.

"Well if Tom's the psycho, Nicholas is the brains, and Zachary is the braun, then what are you?" I asked with a raise of my eyebrow. Despite calling Tom psycho, Adam didn't seem to mind.

"Well, I'm the expert. I can speak six languages, I can wield countless weapons, I have survival skills, and I know how to help lead an army." He answered evenly, though his voice was etched with pride toward the end.

"Well, since you're basically Tom's puppet I don't suppose you'll help me out of here, will you?" I asked with a firm sigh. Of course he wouldn't. I already knew the answer.

"Well..." He said with a playful grin, getting up of the couch and walking toward me. "I will... Under one condition." He said evenly, his voice toning down to a whisper. He took my hand and led me to the sofa. I took a seat next to him.

I almost couldn't believe that he actually agreed. But the moment his eyes went from content and at ease to lustful I knew exactly what he was thinking.

"When was the last time you've even seen a girl?" I asked in a soft tone, a bit of disgust twinging inside of me as I watched just how much it seemed he actually wanted... This.

"Over a year now," He replied. "So is that a yes?" He asked. I didn't know how to reply, or even if I should. But if it gets me out of this place then it may be my best- and only- option.

"Fine." I responded. All my pride had evaporated inside of me, but I didn't care. Getting out of this place, out of Tom's grasp was my one and only chance of survival.

Adam's lips locked with mine in moments. I forgot all about the situation I was in and focused on him. He was definitely pushy with his kisses, like it may be the last time he ever has sex in his bane of existence.

His hand cupped my jaw, which I have to admit, was oddly uncomfortable. Maybe it's the coolness of his touch, or maybe it's because losing my virginity to a complete and total stranger is what's happening.

I tried not to think about it, though, the fact that I've known Adam for ten minutes and now we're on the brink of something secret.

I hadn't even heard anything, aside from Adam's heavy breathing. But when I heard the deep and dawning voice of Tom, every single thing inside of me sunk to its pits.

"Adam, get your filthy bloody lips off of her." Tom said, his voice raised to nearly a yell. Adam jumped back, not in a scared way, he just took the quickest route out of any intimacy.

"Leave. Now." He said to Adam, voice now full of anger. His vocals boomed across the room. Adam got off the couch and grabbed his wand from the mantle of the fireplace, quickly saying the teleportation spell to get him out of The Tower.

The moment he disappeared every single drop of hope inside of me went with him. That was my only lifeline- my only way out in this godforsaken place.

I slowly turned back to Tom, who was staring at the spot where Adam had disappeared. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest I could feel it in my ears. I was deathly afraid of what he may do.

Tom walked over with long strides, keeping his eyes now locked on mine. He stopped a few feet in front of me. "What did he offer you for sex? An escape?" He asked, eyebrows knitting together in question.

I nodded in response. I couldn't even bring myself to answer. "Answer me!" He yelled, which caused me to jolt upright a few inches. My heart rate sped up, even faster than I thought possible.

"Yes he did." I answered quietly, looking down to the floor. There was a moment of silence- complete and utter blankess surrounding the room. Then, two fingers slid underneath my chin and pushed my head back in Tom's direction.

"I can't believe you would lose yourself to that. He wasn't even going to let you free." Tom said evenly, though his eyes were still drowning with pure anger. His fingers still stayed under my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"I don't have another choice." I answered with the same even tone, though my voice was shaky, afraid. Usually around Tom I try and keep my sanity, but I was too angry.

"Neither do I." He replied. "If I don't do this to you Nicholas and Zachary will take you and my throne. Don't think for a second they would be any better to you. If you pulled that stunt with Adam with them they would've gutted him in front of you then tied
you up." He said with a deeper tone.

"They are more monstrous than me. They would tear you in half because they both want you, Anastasia." He finished. I noted the calmness in his voice, and the way his tone bent when he stated my name.

"All they would want from you is sex and fake happiness." He said through gritted teeth. "So don't you think for a second you have it bad here." He finished, voice swelling with anger.

His fingers slid from underneath my chin. I watched as he turned and opened the only door in the tower. I only got a small peek inside, but I could make out a bed in the furthest corner before the door slammed behind him.

I was shaking with anger, or perhaps fear- maybe both. I didn't know the twins that well, but based off what Tom said I did condone that being locked away in a tower like Rapunzel was better than their treatment.

I grabbed the wool blanket from the back of the sofa and covered myself with it. It would be a long night of overthinking.