Jelsa Running with the stripper

Chapter 4

<<<ELSA'S POV>>>

Day 1 of 14

I wake up to find pain in my left wrist. I look and see that I have a bit of blood on my bed sheet. I will have to change that later!

My eyes widen in shock and realisation. It's the first day that I will be out with this monster! I have 14 days with him! I mean, c'mon!

My phone buzzes. I lazily get out of bed and see who it's from and I wish I hadn't looked now.

'Picking you soon, wear something that is party-ish 😍😏' - Hans

No way! He is going get totally wasted and probably. I shiver at the thought of him going it to me. I don't want to go out, but I have no choice really...

I walk into my wardrobe and look at my dress section. Don't judge, I have section for all my clothes like my pants, shorts, skirt and such.

I look at all my dresses. I don't want to look like a slut, because it will be easier for him to do things to me. I put on the dark navy blue dress and luckily it's down to my knees! I put on some black heels and do my make-up to cover the cuts on my arm.

'I'm picking you up at 10:15 don't be late or you will be punished 😏' - Hans

I look at the clock and it's 10:10! I haven't even got all my stuff! I grab my phone, small taser gun, lipstick and money.

I get in Hans's red Ferrari. He is smirking. God, how I wish I could slap it off of his face.

"You're a minute late, darling." Hans smirked.

My breath hitched. I was late by a minute and he was going to punish me for that?! Please no...

"Hans, please! Don't!" I cry.

He drives us away from my home. I look back at my home. I could have said I was ill, but no! I'm shivering badly not of being cold, but fear.

"I enjoy watching you shake and shiver in fear," He chuckles evilly.

Is he a psychopath?! I look at him fearfully and he smirks. We have arrived at Party time nightclub. It's open in the day too. We enter and Hans gives me a blue devil and slips something in it!

Hans has pure vodka shots! What is wrong with him?! I hate being like this! Why did I have to be next CEO of the company?!

Hans finishes his and as he does I pour the drink into a plant pot. Hans sees the glass is empty and he is smirking. I don't think so, Hans! I wanted to smirk, but I couldn't.

He was waiting and staring impatiently. He was waiting for a reaction. I'm not going give him one either! He is utterly shocked, but his expression soon changes to anger.

"Come with me," Hans says through gritted teeth.

He grabs my wrist and drags me to his car. He throws me in the back seat like literally. He locks the doors and goes to the drive seat.

"H-Hans, where are we g-going?" I stutter fearfully.

He is smirking and he doesn't respond. We come to a huge red brick mansion, it's a bit smaller than mine. He grabs me and drags me in. Please no! Please, don't tell me he is going to punish me! He closes the door and throws me to the floor.

"You idiot!" He shouts.

He punches me hard in the stomach and I cough. He punches and kicks me everywhere like literally apart from my butt and yeah, you know.