Signs of the past - Ash Lynx x Reader

Chapter 27

[Okay, two things. One, I got so caught up watching A Certain Scientific Accelerator and Moriarty the Patriot that I completely forgot to publish the chapter when I actually had finished writing it. Two, I am so sorry for how long the last chapter was. 4753 words excluding "Your POV" at the start of the paragraph...]

Your POV:
Dawson was then taken out from the back of Ash's car and the two of us were handcuffed and shoved into the back of a different one. Here's to hoping both of us make it out alive... who knows what would happen to the two of us? Would Dino actually keep his promise? Wait, that's a stupid statement. Who am I kidding? Of course he didn't.

When we eventually arrived at his mansion, me and Ash were split up. I was brought down to the basement as Ash was taken elsewhere. I guess Dino had different plans for the two of us. I was forced into one of the rooms in the basement and tied up to the bar in the middle of the room. The person who put me there then beat me senseless, breaking my arm in the process and then putting it back into place.

He had a smug expression on his face as he left me there to fall into unconsciousness. After a while, someone was sent to fetch me. The constant torturing, the pain, everything... it was starting to make me feel weak. I hadn't eaten anything since coming back here. Well, of course not. All the food is rich and expensive.

I was brought into the main living room of the house and placed down on the sofa. I could barely stand or walk. Though they covered all the injuries up with make-up, so no one was any the wiser.

"Why are you making me do this?" Ash asked.

I was forced to do stuff, as was Ash. Though he was forced to take part in negotiations with the governing body.

"I knew your men had already come up with that idea. Were you testing me to see if I'll get it right?" Ash said, standing up.

"That too, but your original ideas had perfected the plan. Good boy." Dino said, lowering his cup.

So Ash was practically turned into his decision-maker, and I was turned into the stress doll everyone could use to get their rage out on. Punching, kicking, whatever they saw fit. They did.

"It's the only way to clear the conditions you told us." Ash said, turning away.

"Why are you so irritated? I'm praising you for your work." Dino asked.

"You said you'd make us prostitutes again. That you'd make us work until we went mad. Then do it! It'd be way better than this hellhole." Ash answered.

"I am doing exactly as I said I would. But from now on, it's your bodies you'll be selling, not your soul. You can't say no." Dino replied.

"We're going to the opera tonight. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's "The Marriage of Figaro." I know you like it, too. Amadeus, just like God himself. Just like you both. But you are both all mine. I've already told you before. You can't run from me." Dino said, practically on top of Ash.

With that, he left. Ash got up from the chair and came over to sit beside me. Clearly able to tell that I was entirely out of it. And rather pale as well.

"Are you alright? Is he doing anything to you?" Ash asked, tone laced with concern.

"I'm fine." I lied, though Ash accepted it.

With that, we were then both escorted to our appropriate rooms to change for the opera ahead. I, again, was forced to wear a dress. A slit down one side. With shoes to match. Jeez, surely he's worked out I don't like dresses. Sighing, I got ready before being escorted out to a car and drugged. I don't know what sort of drug, but I chose not to pay mind to it.