When a Lynx Meets a Leopard [Ash Lynx x fem reader]

Chapter 84: Grace and Beauty

Song: Me and My Husband
By: Mitski

Idk what songs I have and haven't used at this point, please tell me if Iv'e used one twice
Also,
I feel like this chap should have a TW so, 
⚠TW: R*PE⚠

It's not explicit, but it is marked out :)

(Y/n)'s POV

I was starting to wish I had listened to Ash. If I could go back in time, I would have fled with Eiji and Sing. But I didn't do that, and time travel isn't a thing. So there is no way of getting out of this situation.

We tried, we really did but we were outnumbered. Every person Foxx and his men could find, were loaded into large vans and taken to different places. However, me and Ash ended up in the same vehicle, presumably going to the same place. That wasn't what was on my mind though.  I was desperatly trying to find a way to break free off the rope that bound my wrists, and the cloth tied over my eyes wasn't helping. From what I could tell, Ash was pretty calm. Well, as calm as you can be in this kind of situation. I heard Ash shuffle slowly closer to me through my panic, talking quietly as he did. His shoulder met mine, his body heat and presence comforting. I took a deep breath, trying my best to calm myself down. I knew panicking wouldn't help. My head rested on Ash's shoulder while he whispered meaningless words in my ear. He knew he couldn't promise me anything now. Even someone wth his intelligence didn't know exactly what was going to happen.

After about half an hour over bumpy roads, the van we were in came to a stop. I quickly removed my head from Ash's shoulder, both of us shifting away. The doors suddenly rattled open, bright sunlight shining through the fabric over my eyes. Heavy footsteps trudged towards me, large hands taking my arm and lifting me upwards with surprising care. "Walk." A mans voice commanded, leading me forwards. "Mind the ramp." He said as we stepped onto a wide wooden plank that connected the back of the van to the ground. He let me take my time walking down, seeming to understand my nervousness, even though I was making sure it wasn't evident in my actions.

The man lead me carefully into a building, warning me of any steps, or anything that I could trip on. Eventually, we ended up ina room where he removed the blindfold, but not the rope. The man, who was dressed in a military uniform, smiled sympathetcally at me as another man entered. Ths second guy told the nice one to leave, and so he did. 

I was left alone for god knows how long. I was sat crossed-legged in the corner of the bare room when finally someone came in. Although, I'd much rather be left alone. "Long tme no see, kitten." The foul voice of none other than Foxx purred, placing himself on the single chair right in the center of the roo. He leant over the back of it, smirking while a ciggarette hung lasily on his lower lip. "To most people, you killing someone as well trained as my men would be unheard of, unimaginable. But I taught you well, maybe my methods really did work." I looked up at the man before me as he blew out a puff of smoke. "You really do suit your name. Leopard. A beautiful and graceful creature, but dangerously so. A wild demon of the forests, tha jungle dwellers fear most. I must say, seeing you tamed was surprising. Especially by another beautifully wild beast. A Lynx, to be specific."

"I have a lot of names, I suppose. Kinda what you get when you worked as an assassin." I sighed, finally mustering up the courage to speak to the man I feared most. "But that's not what I do anymore, nor is it who I am. Or ever was." I spat, confidence growing steadily. That was all demolished when Foxx stood up, walking over to me and striking my cheek without holding back. The blow sent me falling to the ground, where I curled up as much as possible. "What have I told you about talking back?" He chuckled darkly, something coarse wrapping around my neck, I opened my eyes to see Foxx towering over me, rope in hand. With one tug of the rope, I was yanked up to my knees, choking as it tightened around my throat. "Why do you resist? You're tallented, young and beautiful. You make the perfect assassin, because no one suspects you." He sighed, pulling the rope righter before suddenly releasing it.

"I-I resist... b-because I hate it!" I spluttered in response, turning around to face Foxx. The man frowned, crouching down before me. "You really shouldn't talk like that. I spent years trainng you, wipping you into shape for this job. You should be greatful."
"For what exactly? All you taught me is to hate the world, and everything in it." I was close to tears, I didn't know how much longer I could endure being here with this man. Seconds later, I was forced back to my knees, rope around my neck constricting, cutting off my airway. As I gasped helplessly for air, Foxx smiled down at me, finding joy in the way I wheezed painfully.

⚠TW⚠

It suddenly stopped, and my hair was grabbed with an inhumanely strong grip. My head came crashing down into the concreate, Foxx on top of me in seconds. My head was held down, my hands were tied and Foxx was sat on my legs. I was completly and utterly pinned down, with no way to get out. "You know you're powerless when it comes to me. Your lover, Ash Lynx, will return to Dino. And you, my pretty darling, will come with me. How sad it is, seeing two people as close as you are separtated. Such a shame." A cold hand ran up my side, slipping under my shirt and under the sports bra I had on. I squirmed underneath his touch, trying all I could to get out. But I couldn't.

Foxx's hand then moved lower, a single finger hooking under the waist of my jeans. He carelessly pulled them down to my knees, my underwear soon to follow. He pressed his chest against my back, one hand twirling the rope I han connected my neck. "Remember who is in control here, (Y/n). Remember who has the power." He whispered darkly in my ear, finally pulling away after what felt like forever. "A-and what if I refuse to bow down to you?" I stuttered, my whole body trembling from pure fear. Foxx chuckled, producing a large, covered knife. He unsheathed it, dragging the weapon threateningly across my exposed skin. I winced as fresh bloody trickled from the cut. "You know what happens." He smiled, but there was nothing friendly about it. "I won't bow down to you. I refuse you're dominance." As soon as the worse left my mouth, I regretted them. Foxx stepped closer to me, wielding his knife expertly.

I shuddered as cool air hit my bruised and freshly cut body. Everything stung. Everything hurt. Even breathing was hard due to my suspected cracked ribs from one of the men I had been beat ruthlessly by. My shirt was cut, leaving everything to see on show, my jeans and underwear cut up, but still wearable. However, all I could do was lay there. My body wouldn't move. All I could do was cry quietly, hoping for it to end soon.

⚠TW END⚠

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The amount of time I re-wrote this chapter-
Whatever, its out and I'm somewhat happy with it 
Anyways~
Have an amazing day/night,
~Author-Chan❤