(In the process of editing and filling plot holes lol) If the term "fuck around and find out" was a person it'd be Erin Whitaker. Being sold at the age of 18, she's back five years later with revenge on her mind. No one is gonna get in her way excep...
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"You have three seconds to get up or it's going to get worse"
I spit the blood out of my mouth and I try to do as I'm told. Klaus just punched me in the face. We're "sparring" because as his fiancé, I need to know how to defend myself
Well isn't this a fucking treat
The problem with this sparring match is that the bitch is cheating. Rendered my right side damn near useless, that way I'd have a hard time blocking any punches
So much for deserving gentle and sweetness
I manage to stand up and look Klaus head on. We've been at this for two hours. My body hurts like hell and I just know I'm bruised all over. Klaus has been decking my shit and although it's nothing I'm not use to, it doesn't mean it hurts less.
I wipe the bloody sweat off my brow and sway. He looks at me intensely before dropping his hands. He approaches me and I try my best not to flinch. He grabs my face in his hands and kisses me
Ew. Ew. Ew
"You did well, Little One"
Another kiss then he stops. He runs his nose along my cheek then down my neck.
"Stay here. I'll be back"
Klaus walks out the gym and I collapse on the floor. Fuck me. I never encountered someone so sick in my life and he's really stuck on the wedding shit. I can't do this. I refused to succumb to Stockholm Syndrome. The only way I've been able to remain sane by staying numb to everything but that's not holding up anymore. It's time for Klaus to get his.
I feel my body being lifted from the ground and immediately have flash back of that night. It takes everything in me not to jump out of his arms.
We end up in the bathroom. I hate this room just as much as I hate the bedroom
Klaus gently strips me then sits me in the lavender scent bath water. He strips and gets in behind me, making sure to cradle me in his lap.
He takes the loofa, squeezes body wash on it and starts scrubbing my body. He starts at my toes and works his way up. It's quiet except for the soft music playing. I take note of the candles and close my eyes in distain. It's gonna be one of those bath times
I'd rather drown
"I have another target for you"
He rubs along my stomach
"Robert McClain. Engineer who works out of Central America. The difference this time is that I need you back within 24 hrs."
Is he getting suspicious?
"We have a wedding to plan after all"
Klaus makes his way up my chest with a firm grip on my hips.
