Steele

Chapter 3

I woke up slowly with a severe headache. My vision was blurry. I looked around trying to make out where I am.

I'm in a different room than I was before. I'm laying in a soft and warm bed. There was a nightstand on both sides of the large bed. There is a desk on the far left. Stacks of paper towered on the top.I looked directly in front of me. Steele was sitting in a wooden chair staring directly at me.

I jumped.

"Holy shit! You know if you're going to be a stalker, I shouldn't be able to see you!" My voice was sharp and loud enough so I knew he heard me.

"I already told you not to talk back. Open your mouth again and I'll cut your tongue out so you can't say anything." His voice was harsh.

I opened my mouth to be sarcastic. Steele jumped out of the chair and grabbed my throat. His squeezing cutting off the air flow.

I kicked him where the sun does not shine. He let go of my throat and fell to the floor, crying out in pain.

"Bastard!" I screamed as I got up and left the room. He tried to grab my foot but I stepped on his hand as hard as I could. I bolted through the hallways. There were some many to go through. I finally reached a door. I pulled it open and ran through. Each step I took my head pounded even more. I ran outside trying to get away. Someone pulled my shoulder back and I fell to the ground.

I looked up and met Steele's endless gray eyes. He pulled me up. He threw me over his shoulders.

"If you were actually nice and had manners I probably wouldn't hate you this much!"

I hit his back with my fists.

"Has it ever occurred to you I don't care?" His voice was quiet for once. "Oh also since you're my mate you won't be staying in the guest bedroom, you'll be staying with me."

"Hell no! I am not staying in the same room as you. I don't care if you're my mate or not!" I yelled in his ear.

"Yell all you want it's not going to change anything." He laughed slightly.

I stopped squirming realizing that I'm not going to get anywhere. I couldn't see where he was taking me since I was facing in the opposite direction. He turned and opened a door. Walking inside, he turned around and closed the door. He pulled me off of his shoulder unexpectedly. I landed on a soft bed, my hair was going in various directions. I sat up slowly looking around.

"Where am I?" I looked at the bed, dresser, and everything the room contained.

"This is my room, but since you're here I guess it's our room." He walked over to the door to my right. "I cleaned out the closet for you. I put all my clothes in the dresser over there." He pointed over to another wall where the tall dresser stood.

I directed my attention back at the closet. I stood up and walked beside Steele. He turned in the light and walked in. I followed him inside. The closet was huge. There were multiple shelves holding shoes. There was a thin tall dresser with a large jewelry box on the top. There were lots of rows holding clothes.

Lastly there was a large black vanity on the wall directly in front of me. Makeup, hair accessories, and many other items piled on the top.

"I went ahead and bought you some clothes." He walked over to one of the many rows of clothes. "Here are your dresses. Skirts below. Over here there are some t shirts to go with the skirts. Over the shirts there are some sweaters. also to go with the skirts. On the racks over there you can obviously see those are the shoes. The racks over here have some cover ups to wear over your dresses or whatever. in the dresser there are your undergarments, socks, etcetera. So yeah here is all your clothes and shoes." Steele cleared his throat.