Wanting Her

finally got her

Jack's POV:

One week later...

"GET OFF ME!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as she crawled the air, hysterically.

It had been a week since the whole incident and ever since Isabella had attempted escaping 2 times, making this the third attempt. The first time was when she saw me watching her after she had awaken from fainting that night. Her panic kicked in and she took a run for the front door out of nowhere. Since then i didnt think alot of it. I wasnt worried or concerned until she tried it again.

The second time she was more clever and smart about it, like she had planned the entire thing step by step. She had taken a hair pin and picked the lock, which was on her bedroom door, then got about half way downstairs only to be met with me. In fact, it basically gave me a source of entertainment when she desperately tried to escape me but when will she understand she just cant?

This time though, she was putting up more of a fight...

"I SAID LET GO OF ME!" She bellowed even louder as she bit my arm. Retaliating, i pulled my arm away to hold it from the intense pain, only for her to take the advantage of being free from my grip and running towards the front door.

I fast walked my long, lanky legs following her short, slow ones, almost reaching behind her without running. I grabbed a fistfull of her hair, yanking her back towards me, making her let out a whine. "Your not fucking going anywhere Isabella. Understand?" I pulled her body against mine as i stared down into her watery eyes. "I said, do you understand?" I repeated myself as i gripped harder on her hair.

"Y-yes." She whispered, making me release her hair. Instantly, she hurriedly tumbled up the stairs and slammed her bedroom door. If she tries escaping one more time I don't know what ill do.

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Isabella's POV:

I sat on the edge of my bed, my legs dangling down, and started to think deeply. All three attempts of escaping were a complete fail. It was like he could read my mind and knew all my actions before i even did them. It was so frustrating.

As i spent, what felt like hours, engaged in my thoughts i finally figured something out. If escaping wasnt going to work i knew the next best thing. Maybe even better. Maybe my only chance.

My stomach grumbled loudly, reminding me i hadnt had a proper meal in a couple of days. Making my way downstairs, i saw his figure sitting on the couch in the living room. He had some kind of book in his hand, which he was deeply distracted by.

As i walked past, without him noticing, i found myself in the kitchen, grabbkng any snacksi could see. Packets of crisps, biscuits, bottled water and lots and lots of breakfast bars. Struggling to hold all of it, i felt the sound of half the packets falling out of my arms and a chuckle follow behind. I looked back to see Jack standing there, arms crossed, and smirking at me.

He walked over to me and bent down to grab all the food that fell. "Hungry?" He asked me, a delicious smile planted on his face. I just nodded hesitantly in reply. "Here, I'll help you." He said, as he took half the snacks in my hand. Walking up the stairs, I felt his eyes on my every movement, making me extremely nervous and self-conscious.

Entering my bedroom, I dumped all the snacks onto my bed and he did the same. "Thanks." I mumbled under my breath, not making eye contact with him. He walked over to me, holding my chin up with his fingertips forcing my eyes to connect with his. "Your welcome princess." He leaned down and kissed my forehead, before glancing at me one more time and making his way out of the room.

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Jack's POV:

As i closed the door behind, I felt an estatic rush of happiness. She was finally obeying me and not going against my orders. The way she couldnt even make eye contact with me, the way she didnt have an attitude, the way she let me help her. It was all finay comming together.

She has finally figured out, after all her attempts, there was no way to escape me and she had no other choice but to love me. I know she does. She has become so scared of me, by seeing what im capable of, and she was finally going to be what i wanted her to be.

My little submissive girl.