𝕎𝕙𝕪 ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝔸 𝔾𝕒𝕟𝕘 𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 // 𝓓. 𝓝𝓪 𝔁 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓮

{8} Close Call

TW: Mention of sexual assault.

One of Leo's hands moved to my ass and squeezed it. He began to grind himself against me. His other hand lifted up one of my legs so he can grind his dick on mine. This is getting weird.

I pulled away and looked him in the eye. He looked a little angry and confused.

"I'm not sure about this," I shuddered.

"Isn't this what you wanted?" He grabbed my arm.

"I don't really know you. Maybe we should get something to eat first."

"Right now you're the only thing I'm craving," he pulled me back into him and roughly kissed me, shoving his tongue down my throat. I try to push away, but he doesn't let me. I bit down on his tongue and he yelled in pain, grabbing his now bleeding tongue. Then I kicked him in the balls for good measure.

I ran to his room and pulled out my phone as I grabbed the bag. I unzipped the bag to make sure the money was there and sure enough it was. Then I tried to call Donald, but something grabbed me and threw me onto the bed.

"So that's what you wanted? My money?"

"It's not your fucking money. Let me go!"

Leo pinned me to the bed and climbed on top of me. "You're not going anywhere until I'm done with you. Your body is so fucking hot and you taste so fucking good. I'm going to please myself with you and you'll accept it."

"Get off of me!" I struggled, but it doesn't do anything. He used one hand to hold my arms down and grabbed a pair of handcuffs from under a pillow.

"My girlfriend was supposed to come by so I had these ready for her, but she said she's busy today so I have time for you."

He cuffed my hands to his bed frame as I struggled. The metal dug into my skin, making it hurt to move. He began to rip off my shirt with a mad and horrid grin. It faded as he looked at the hickeys Donald gave me.

"You're just a fucking slut aren't you?"

"Let me go! If you do anything to me the fucking Union will kill you!"

He laughed. "The Union? That's cute. You really think they care about some little bitch like you? They're probably just using you as something to play with. A toy," he growled.

Shit. He doesn't even know I'm in the Union. He leaned down and gave me more hickeys on my neck. Then he began to undo my pants and pull them down. He ripped them off with a grin and threw them on the floor. I tried to kick him, but he moved. Then he made his way to a dresser and opened a drawer. When he turned around he had two more handcuffs.

Fuck. No. This can't seriously be happening. I started to scream for help, but he clasped his hand over my mouth.

"Fucking say another word and I'll break your legs."

I whimpered in fear. He grinned at me again and cuffed my legs down, then he crawled back on top of me. As he began tugging at the rim of my underwear, my phone rang. He growled and looked at it.

"Jake Ji?" He laughed. "What is he fucking you too?"

He reached over to hit "reject call" and looked back at me with a grin. As he leaned down and sucked my neck some more I heard faint voices. I looked at my phone on Leo's nightstand and saw that he accidentally accepted the call.

"Jake! Help! Leo is trying to-"

Leo put his hand on my mouth and looked at the phone angrily. "I thought I fucking rejected that."