Love Like Amber

Chapter 3

(This chapter contains sexual assault, if that triggers you u suggest you skip this chapter)

We arrived at the mall, the driver pulled over and I walked out. I don't think Deangelo was trying to be discreet, with the "guards". The first shop that caught my eye was Vera Moda. In the window was a beautiful black dress. I almost ran towards it. Luckily, they had my size. The sparkle in my eyes faded quickly when I saw the price tag. 1700$. This usually wasn't an issue, but since I got fuqin KIDNAPPED. I didn't bring any money.  The fact im so calm with being kidnapped is funny, there is nothing I would miss at home anyways. A pair of parents who doesn't give a fuck. A little spoiled brat, I unfortunately get to call my little sister. I remember the credit card Deangelo gave me. "YAAAAS", I screamed internally. "God, I love shopping".

I swiped the card and ran into the next shop. Louis Vuitton of course! I quickly rumbled through the sizes, but couldn't find any 7's. "Excuse me, I cannot find any of these in 7.", I said politely to the women behind the desk. "Oh, let me help you honey.", the woman replied as she stood up. I walked with her to the shelves. "We're short on your size, I see. I think we have a pair or two in the back though", Laila said, while she got in the back. Laila came back with a beautiful pair of black heels. "Ah, I love them", I Jabbered. She brought them to the desk and did some shit. I paid with my new golden card and walked out with a big smile. After a while at the mall, I noticed people staring at me like crazy. It didn't take long before I realized. Ofc they are staring when I've got two big "bodyguards" following me everywhere. Eventually my short legs got tired and I went back to the black BMW.

We headed home and I just put the card I my bra without thinking about it. I arrived back to the apartment with two bags. "It's 5 pm, were going to be late. "The card?", he asked. "Oh, right the card. Let me just, um.", I said nervously. I pulled the card out of my bra and gave it to him. Deangelo's eyes widened and he gave we a smirk. "The limo leaves in 20", he announced.

I got dressed fast and put my hair in a low ponytail. When I walked out of the room Deangelo turned around. He looked me from top to toe. Admiring my beautiful black dress. Complimenting my every curve.  I smiled back at him, the man didn't look so bad himself.

When we got to the building Deangelo turned around and said, "You will behave in here, this is important", I nodded.

We sat at a long glass table, there was many people there that I didn't recognize. All they talked about was money and ownership, boring as fuck if you ask me. I had been holding in my pee, since we arrived. If I waited any longer, would have wet the whole chair and myself. "I gotta pee", I whispered carefully into Deangelo's ear. "Ok, but you're going with guards", he said. Bitch you thought. "No", I said. He didn't really seem to pick the fight. Deangelo just looked away and I left. I didn't really know my way around, but I noticed a toilet sign on one of the walls. A nice and fancy bar was in front of the toilets. There were only two people there. A guest and a bartender.

The bartender walked away. I was actually considering taking a shot, but reminded myself of what Deangelo said. The man slowly turned his chair around and looked at me with a smile. He was tall and masculine. He had a sharp jawline and sage green eyes, like never before. As I walked closer to interact, the man pulled out his cigarette. A smoke ring flew my way, but I dodged it.

He got off his chair and started walking towards me. "Hello, beautiful" he said staring at me just like Deangelo had earlier. I smiled nervously back. His sudden approach frightened me a little. I decided it would be best, just to go to the bathroom. He was still heading my direction. I tried backing away heading to the toilet. But he blocked my move. "Excuse me but, I'm headed for the bathroom" I said carefully.

His eyes turned black, filled with rage they stared right at me. A sight I wished I wouldn't have to see.  I walked towards the toilet acting as calm as possible, thinking I got away. This is only one of my scary paranoid thoughts. Just when I was getting relieved, he grabbed my neck from behind and slammed me into a window.

He pushed his lips against mine violently kissing me. His breath stank of old cigarettes. I immediately pushed him off me, but he just got back at me. Harder. His embrace covered my whole figure. "Get off me, jackass", I yelled. He seemed angry. I tried to push him away but, I was smashed into the window, once more. "Hey, you can't ju-", I yelled before he put his hand over my mouth. Still pinning me to the window, he took down the straps of my dress. I boxed his chest with my bare fists. I didn't seem to have any affect. The man quickly tore it off, revealing me in my underwear. "No, please no", I cried. Tears ran down, my rosy cheeks. "Victoria Secret?", he asked with a disgusting smirk smeared across his face. I let out muffled screams for help, but no one seemed to notice. He grabbed my ass, and clawed his fingernails into my right cheek. I shut my legs close, as he tried to remove my panties.

Deangelo's POV: The girl had been gone for an awfully long time, I thought to myself. I stood up and excused myself from the table. Not bringing any guards. I quickly walked towards the bathroom in the next building.

Over the hallway I recognized her chestnut-colored hair. The girl was pinned to the window. A tall manly figure was hooking up with her. "Fucking slut." How dare she bring anyone here? I didn't expect her to do something like this.

I walked even faster carefully watching her. Then I noticed she didn't enjoy it. At all. The girl looked rather terrified. She let out muffled screams for help. My perspective changed completely. The girl stood half naked, trying her best to stop him. To no result. Boiling anger took over me, there was no turning back now.

I clenched my fists and ran towards them. I spotted the teared-up dress on the floor. I looked up to find Amelia, struggling to breathe at this point. Her skin was turning into some sort of red, as her knuckles got whiter.

I jumped the man to his surprise. He struggled to get up, by the lack of breath. I got on top off him and threw the first punch right in the face. "Disgusting motherfucker", I spat in his face. Multiple hard strokes across the face broke his skin; blood covered his face. I kept fighting. The man rolled me over for the overtake. A punch hit me in the abdomen. I gasped for air, as he took it all. I felt no pain though. I used the rest of my strength to get up and kick him in the knee. The man fell to the ground with a grunt. And again, I was on top off him. Throwing punches at the already bloody face. A single sweat drop left my forehead. "You're killing him!", "s-stop, please stop!". Her screams were only whispers, to me. The man stopped reacting to my punches a while ago. This was no longer a fight; it was a  fucking murder scene. A strong pair of hands dragged me away from the man, I kept boxing in the air. Causing as much damage as possible. The manly figure held me tight, I was barely able to move. One of my "guys" walked over to the man and put two fingers to his wrist. "No pulse", he said after a moment. "Dammit, Deangelo", another one grumbled. I grunted and writhed in the man's grip. "Calm down, Deangelo. Calm down.", He yelled at me. The anger who covered my sight started to loosen up. I pulled away quickly as I realized the situation. I killed another man, fuck. The slight blurred gaze moved on to find Amelia curled up in a corner. As far away from me as possible. Her figure was mostly covered by a blue suit jacket. Tears ran down her face, she didn't even bother to wipe them away. I moved towards her as I noticed she was also violently shaking. She struggled to get up when she saw me approaching.

Amelia's POV:

Deangelo walked towards me, bloody and all. The thought of what he might do to me, made me want to throw up. I stood up on my bare legs, as hard as it was. Some people tried to help me, but I pushed them away. Anything just to get the fuck away from here and him. I made my way stumbling to the car, luckily no one was following me. Yet. I put my knees to my chest, as close to the car-door side as possible.

Deangelo came out the door followed by guards. I closed my eyes, wet as they were. Pretended to be asleep. There is no way in hell, imma interact with him.