Trident Kings

Chapter 10

"She knows?" Gabriel asked shocked. "How the fuck does she know?"

"I don't know," John said shaking his head.

"We need to go find out where she went," Jason said as they left the office. "Where did she go?"

"Henry is following her," Liam said as he went back to gathering evidence.

Just as they stepped off the elevator they heard a single gunshot and rushed outside to find Henry on the ground holding his stomach and a car speeding away.

"Henry!" John said rushing to his side.

"I'm fine," Henry groaned as he sat up. "Gregory Baker took her."

"What?" Gabriel asked as more of the bodyguards suddenly appeared.

"I followed her after she left, she came out here and started to walk down the sidewalk when his car suddenly appeared. He grabbed her by the waist, and she started screaming and kicking. I pulled my gun and told him to let her go, he shoved her into the car and that's when he pulled his gun and shot me. He left before I could get her. Sorry Bosses," he groaned.

"You did the best you could," Jason shook his head. "We should have thought he would pull something like this so quickly."

"Fuck, first we find out she knows who we are and now this," Gabriel sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. "Get to the doc Henry and get all fixed up. We're going to need your help finding her and getting her back."

"Yes Sir," Henry groaned as they helped him up and into one of their cars.

They watched him leave with a few other guards then turned to look at one another.

"Time to go hunting," Jason grinned evilly.

Meanwhile

Diana was forcing herself not to shake in fear in front of Gregory while she was cuffed to the Saint Andrews Cross naked. She wouldn't let him control her again. She was better than that. She knew what she was worth, she wouldn't let him into her mind again......she hoped.

"You have been a very bad girl," Gregory said as he walked around the room while holding his belt. "I don't know what has gotten into that small brain of yours but it's okay because I will be more than happy to help get everything under control again."

"Let me go," She said emotionless. "I don't want to be your sub anymore. I want to end this relationship. We are done. We are over. You are not my master or Dom or even boyfriend anymore."

"I say when we are done," He growled as he stormed over to her and forcefully grabbed her throat. She could feel the bruises from his fingers already forming. "Not you little girl. We are not finished, you are mine, do you hear me? You are mine!"

"No," She shook her head. "I don't want to be yours anymore." She heard the snap before she felt the sting. She forced herself not to let out a reaction even as she felt the blood start to trickle from the studs on his belt. He frowned when he realized she had no reaction to his punishment. He dropped the belt and grabbed the cat of nine tails that had knots throughout in various spots of the tails. He flicked it and smirked at the involuntary shiver that ran through her. "That's a hard no," She shook her head.

"I say it's a yes," He grinned as he flicked it again, "You've been a bad girl trying to run away from me. You deserve to be punished and I choose this."

"Please no," She shook her head as fear and remorse coursed through her. He shook his head and raised the whip. She bit back a scream as the room filled with a loud crack and a burn covered her body.

"Such beautiful marks," he smiled watching the welts rise on her skin. He raised the whip again and brought it down, "let's see how many it takes to make you let out the wonderful sound of your scream."

Four whips later she couldn't hold it anymore. She felt like she was painted in her own blood. "Red," She gasped, "red, red, red." She hung her head trying not to black out. Her nerves were frayed, and her skin felt like it was a mixture of ice and fire. Her vision had black spots coming and going.

"You know Sweet Girl that I don't do the color code. You are finished with your punishment when I say you are finished."

"I say you are finished," a deep voice came from the doorway.

She barely looked up to see Gabriel Martinez, John Anderson, and Jason Williams standing there with blood coating their suits and hands with blood splatter on their faces. Their eyes burned with anger once they settled on her body.

"Let's see if we can teach you about the color code honor system," Jason said smirking.

"I think we should see if we can make him say red over and over like she pleaded," John frowned.

"We should show him who we really are," Gabriel said as he took in the room growling when he saw her blood drops on the floor.