Bound Together

Chapter 5

Damien's pov
The ghost of her scent still lingers around me as if it's wrapping me in a hug of vanilla and coconut. Where did that attitude come from? It's like she was a completely different person. The look in her eyes was different. The anger, hatred, and coldness that swirled in her eyes made me shiver and I live with Jack so that says a lot. What is up with her today? I wonder how Jack is going to react when he finds out that she messed with his paints and snooped in his space. Although the painting she made was pretty fucking amazing i could feel her emotions in it. My feet move without my permission and I end up in front of her door. My hand moves to the handle and I twist the knob open, the door squeaks as I slowly step into the room. She's just sitting on the bed staring into the abyss. I wave my hand in front of her face and she doesn't even blink.
"Where is the gym? A house this big I know that you have one somewhere." She speaks. Startling me a little bit.
"Uh follow me and I'll take you there." She nods at her and follows behind me. I swear that if I didn't know she was following me I wouldn't even know she was here. She walks so quietly. We arrive at the gym door and I push it open.
"Thank you." her voice is so emotionless what happened? I nod my head and she pushes past me. "You can go." She says dismissing me. Where did the meek little girl from breakfast go? I walk to my office and immediately pull up the camera feed from the gym. She's throwing punches like she's a goddamn pro. Punch after punch she never stops. She didn't wrap her knuckles. Fuck. I focus on them and see there's blood running down her hands. Just as I move to stop her the bag breaks sending the stuffing flying into the air. I watch as she takes a step back and smiles at her handy work. Nyla looks down at her knuckles and just laughs to herself. What is with this girl? She walks over to the table of knives and picks one up, she spins around to face the target board. Curse Noah for putting those in there she is going to hurt herself more than she already has. She steadies herself and throws it, landing it directly in the middle. She grabs more and just keeps throwing and throwing, landing each one in the spot she's amazing for. She continues to amaze me and continues to prove me wrong time and time again. She's different. I know she is. Nyla is hiding a lot behind that mask of hers and I'm determined to find out what my princess is hiding from me. Deciding that she's done and has had enough for one day I walk towards the gym. I push open the door making Nyla spin towards me. A knife  flies past my ear kicking me, I reach my hand up and touch my ear. I bring my hand back down and see the little puddle of blood on my finger and I smirk to myself. "That's your own fault. Next time don't sneak up on me like that." her tone is flat.
"Next time don't throw a knife at me. You're done, let's go." My voice leaves no room for argument. My eyes travel down her body and I see blood trickling down her thigh through her shorts. "What the fuck happend to your leg.'' I shout. She glances down and stares for a minute.
"Oops." She speaks shrugging her shoulders. She walks by me making sure to bump me. This is not over. I stalk behind her as she walks towards her room. She goes to slam the door in my face but I stick my hand out stopping her.
"I aksed you a fucking question." I exclaimed.
"No shit sherlock. I don't answer you. So fuck off." She snaps.
"You do answer me. Your father sold you to us which makes you mine. You have no fucking choice. Now answer the goddamn question." I ordered.
" I have two words for you. Fuck you." She shouts. At this point the tension in the room is so thick and the knife wouldn't even be able to cut through it. Both of us are breathing hard. I stalk towards her and push her against the wall. Trapping her beneath my body with her hands above her head.
"I don't think you understood me. You belong to me. You answer me when I ask you something. When i tell you to do something you fucking do it know quetsions asked. Understood?" I spit out. God my need for this woman is insane.
"Suck my fucking dick i aint telling you shit." holy fuck shes infurating. My dick is straining againt my pants wishing to be freed from confinement.
"Fine you wanna do it the hard way we'll do it the fucking hard way." I roared. I lift her by her hips and toss her over my shoulder.
"Let me go you damn brute." she nearly screams. She thrashes around in my hold but that doesn't get her anywhere. I saunter over to her bed and toss her down. She bounces as she lands on her ass.  "The fuck you think your doing?" She hisses.
"Take off your shorts or I'll do it for you." I ordered.
"Fuck that and fuck you if you think any of my clothes are coming off." She spits.
"Fine, have it your way." I shrug. I grab her by her feet and bring her body closer to me. Her ass is just on the edge of the bed makinging easier for me to take off her shorts. I'm barely holding onto my restraint. The urge to fuck sensless is drving me wild but nit until shes ready. She kicks her legs and I grab a hold of them to stop her from kicking me. "I'm not going to hurt you princess, I promise. I'm just going to look at your leg." I say to hopefully soothe her. I can tell she's turned on and scared at the same time and knowing that makes my dick even harder but also makes my heart hurt a little. I never want my princess to fear me unless it's for something else if you know what i mean. I can tell she doesn't believe me so I guess I'll just have to prove it to her. I slowly pull her shorts off and I hold back a groan. Shes so fucking beautiful. I look to where I had seen the blood earlier and I see seven long lines. My heart breaks. She turns her head into the sheets in shame. "Oh princess, I'm so sorry. It's nothing to be ashamed of. We all have our own." I whisper in her ear. I bring my lips to the neat lines and kiss every single one. "I've got you princess. You are safe here, I swear to you." I add. I pull her shorts back up and bring her into my chest and pull the covers over us. "Get some sleep princess, we will talk about this when you wake up." I whisper to her. I kiss her forehead as her eyes close.