Drug lord lover?!- J.H~Jaden Hossler

Thinking tooooo much

Jadens POV

"Funny enough, I never got your name" I say but no response. I look down to the girl in my chest sleeping peacefully. She's so beautiful. Looking at her wrist I see a bunch of bracelet piled over each other, one with the name Ainsley. Mmm, that's different and I like it. I want to open up to her, I really do but I've been hurt a lot. I felt so bad not comforting her earlier but I was severely pissed. I'm in so much shit right now. I planned on kidnapping her and holding her for ransom but all I did was screw myself. She has no idea what I know. How long I've been watching. This girl seems so bright and so pretty, why would she ever settle for someone like me when there are a million guys out there waiting for someone like her to come along. Her standing in a towel alone made me hard which is rare. My guy wasn't lying, she really is an angel. All these lies make it hard for me to be my true self around her. Her shyness mixed with curiosity is unmatched. It's cute honestly? That's what I like the most about her so far. The way a simple room lights her face up. So much so, she wanted to cry. I know about her mom and the abuse she had to witness everyday. She's so sweet, she doesn't deserve any of the pain. It's okay because I'll be the one to heal her. Something no one ever done for me at her age. I'm not much different from her. I mean I wasn't poor but my dad didn't give two shits about me either. Mom died giving birth to me and dad couldn't even look me in the eye without thinking of her. He loved to tell me how I killed her. Basically spent every minute of each day at the family business. Which to be clear is a drug cartel that also sex trafficks. Subs have to be at least 18 and make sure to take the girls that won't be missed. I didn't choose this life so don't even think about bashing me for my choice of work. Sometimes it just is what it is. Addison, my older sister is the only one I trust and love. I have my partners too: josh, Bryce, quinton, and cooper. I guess I love them too. I had them my whole life growing up so I didn't need my dad. They're like family friends because they are apart of the cartel too. Generation to generation, we all stick with each other. That's why the business has been running so long. I move her to the side of me going to closet to change after shutting my thoughts off. Shirtless with grey sweats, usually I just wear my boxers but obviously I don't want to make her uncomfortable. I lay down looking at her back facing me laying on her side. I try going to sleep but I just can't. I'm not used to this shit, usually it's a quick fuck and they're gone. A girl has never slept in the same bed as me. About ten minutes pass by and she starts tossing and turning opening her eyes half asleep scooting closer wrapping her leg around mine and burying her head in my chest again. I wrap my arm around her kissing her head and slowly drift off to sleep.

Ainsley POV
I wake up in an empty bed. Frowning, I get up going downstairs looking for Jaden. Honestly I don't know how to feel anymore. I kind of want to leave now. Last night, I was living in a fantasy like I always do. But this all needs to end now. My mania really sucks sometimes. How did I really think living with my kidnapper can be a new start for me? Oh God I scare myself sometimes. I'll just blame this on Stockholm syndrome. I tiptoe downstairs trying my best to be quiet. If he's here, I can't cut out yet.

"Ainsley" Jaden questioned with a raspy voice.

" aaaah, fuck don't do that. And how do you even know my name" I said jumping back a little off guard. Do you ever get spooked sometimes? When I hear someone coming up the stairs, my heart beat races. I know who it is but I go crazy inside. Does anyone know what I'm talking about???

"Your bracelet duh and why are sneaking around" Jaden said rubbing his eyes leaning on his elbows on the couch sleepily. He's thinking, searching for an answer to his own question. His face changed in a split second. My expression goes blank and it doesn't take long for him to get up.

"Uh-um I needed to use the bathroom" I said stupidly. What the fuck im a horrible liar. I got scared, he's like a tower compared to me.

"Im not fucking dumb so don't treat me like it. There's a bathroom in my room. If your going to lie maybe learn how to." He said pushing me against the wall by my neck, his grip getting tighter by the second.

"Okay, okay. I can't breathe can you please stop" I said giving him a second to listen before kicking him really hard in the private. Spitting in his face while he crouched over.

"Fuck, you bitch" he yells. Fuck him, im done. I run grabbing my shoes by the door running out the house. Down the driveway to the gate, oh no what the fuck. I forgot about this. Curse this gate. Even if I climb it it's no use because the nice black sparky bob wire. Fuck there's gates surrounding this whole mansion with bob wire. I'm fucked. I'm trapped. I fall to the ground sobbing in my knees. It hurts to cry because my sore throat, I could feel the bruises forming. I'm scared to go back in there. He scares me. My shitty trailer beats this any day. It's like mind games you know. You'll have a nice room
clothes, and food but I get to treat you like shit. I wish he would have told me that in the car, I would've gladly jumped out. I stay there for about 5 minutes, he doesn't come running after me. No surprise there, he knows I can't get away. I slowly get up walking to the door tears streaming. Walking looking around. I feel like im in a scary movie, what the hell. He's not downstairs, that means he must be in his office. This is all my fault, I need to apologize. I contemplate for a few seconds before walking in.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tried to leave. I know what I did was wrong. Okay, please say something." I said crying. No response, he's just typing something on his computer like I'm not here. I walk up to him stomping on his foot.

"Say. Something!" I said continuing to stomp on his foot until he answers. He sighs grabbing my thigh before my foot can hit his foot again.

"Can you stop acting like a child. You're 16, act like it. Cryings not going to get you anywhere. No one did anything to you." He said gripping into my thigh. I laugh more tears erupting.

"Are you fucking kidding me? You choked me, do you not remember? Well here's the nice handprint on my neck to refresh your fucking memory. You said you wouldn't hurt me." I said crying but getting quiet at the end of my statement trying to pull my thigh out his grip but it just gets tighter. I actually trusted him, I even slept in the same bed as him which was a 1st for me because I've never slept with any boy.

"Don't act innocent, you got what you deserved but kicking me in my balls should make up for that nice handprint, don't you think". He said chuckling slightly. What the fuck is wrong with him.

"Let go of me. Stop hurting me, you psycho. Is this what you meant by having fun? Abusing me? Is this how you get off, you sick fuck" I said pressing him even more. I think I hit a sore spot because if you seen his face, you would know he was pissed. He lets go of my thigh in a quick second gripping into my hair tightly pulling me out of the room going downstairs.

"You want to keep talking some more, huh? What makes you think you can talk to me like that? You're nothing and don't forget you're in my house. You think I give two fucks about hurting you? Well sorry to break it to you sweetheart but I don't." He said yelling until he's in front of a door unlocking it and lets go of me. He grabs me by my arm pulling me downstairs into THE BASEMENT. Fuck no. I have no choice but to beg. He throws me on the floor without saying a word turning around.

"No, no, no. I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me down here. I'll be quiet and won't try to run no more. Please I'll do anything just don't leave me down here." I said crawling in front of him on my knees wrapping my arms around his legs looking up at him begging. Pleading with my eyes, his face goes soft for a second caressing my hair. I can only imagine what a mess I look like.

"Princess, you know I can't do that because then you'll think this is all okay." I start sobbing more burying my head in his legs. He's really going to leave me down here because of my big mouth. This is all my fault. I come up with the stupidest idea ever. I start pulling his sweats down and just when I'm about to pull his boxers down, he grabs both of my wrist stopping me.

"Throwing yourself at me isn't going to help either. Making a fool out of yourself is all your doing, Ainsley." He said harshly, pulling up his sweats. "Your staying down here and that's final. When you learn to play nice, I'll gladly let you suck me off, sweetheart." He said brushing his thumb against my cheek bending down kissing my head. "Until then, think about what you did and I'll see you later, I have to go to work" he said turning around walking up the stairs locking the doors. What the actually fuck. I pull my legs to my chest rocking back and forth letting the feeling of rejection and sadness sink in. He's a monster.