Ariana's POV
"We're here honey!" Tony said excitedly.
We was parked outside a cabin deep in the woods. Smoke coming out of the chimney. Fresh cut wood stacked neatly on the front porch. The cabin doesn't look old but its seems new. He opened the door & grabbed me off the floor. He lead me towards the cabin gripping my arm extremely hard.
"Let me go!"
"Not in a million years babe" he said.
He dragged me inside the cabin & threw me on the ground. Luckily, I landed on my back instead.
"This is where we'll be staying for now on. Just me & you baby" he smiled evilly "no Darryl."
He uncuffed the handcuffs off me & threw it on the floor. I rubbed my red wrist in confusion. He walked towards the fireplace & lit it up. The flames appeared on the new set of wood that was placed there. I got up looking around. There's got to be something I can use to protect myself with.
"There's no weapons here so don't even think about looking for some" he said while his back was towards me.
Fuck, im screwed! There's not a weapon in sight. Wait, he had a gun on him! I need that gun. I need to distract him so I can get it. But how am I going to do that?
"We have a lot of things to do baby" he said walking towards me "like talking, kissing, making love. You have no idea how long i've wanted to make love to you."
My stomach turned in disgust "I will never make love to you."
"Would you rather make love to Darryl? The man that tried to kill me & took you away from me?" He questioned.
"He didn't take me away. I went with him."
"Bad mistake" he whispered "stupid ass."
"Go to hell."
"Been there, done that" he said sitting down on the leather chair.
I ran towards the door to escape but to only be electrocuted. I screamed as I quickly removed my hand from the knob.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"
"Its a shock knob. I had it custom-made" he said not budging from his chair.
"Your insane!"
"I know" he turned his head towards me "insane for you."
I need to do something & I need to do it now. I ran towards him & choked the shit out of him. He bite my arm & flipped me over on the hard wooden table. My back hurt like hell. He hovered over me & smiled weirdly.
"Your a fighter. I love it" he reached down & stroked my cheek. I slapped his hand away & got up.
"You might as well make yourself at home. Because you won't be seeing your family, friends or Darryl for the rest for your life" he said.
"The hell I ain't."
"You'll see" he said.
