~This story will have around 3 parts and will have multiple time skips. This story will include very abusive sex and violence. This is your trigger warning for the upcoming chapters~
Mercy: compassion or forgiveness shown toward someone whom it is within one's power to punish or harm.
Mercy was the last word on her mind as she had a blindfold over her eyes in the back of a black van with ropes binding her arms behind her back. Marinette tried screaming, screaming for help, screaming for Luka, but no one answered and her screams soon died out. Her vocal cords were now numb and her eyes red from crying uncontrollably.
She knew exactly who did this. The only person who sought the downfall of Luka Couffaine, Adrien Agreste. Marinette tried staying out of her husband's business, but she knew the repercussions of marrying one of the strongest mafia leaders. Being kidnapped by Adrien just happened to be the consequence.
The expensive van came to a halt and Marinette's body went hurdling to the wall, making her black pencil skirt ride up her thighs. During the car ride, she was able to take off her painful heels and throw them to the corner of the vehicle. Now her stilettos were digging into her sides.
"Gah!" She screeched as her back collided with the barrier between her and the outside world. The world where she knew Adrien was waiting for her.
From behind her blindfold, she saw light flood the van. The driver must've opened the backdoors. Then she heard a voice.
"My my, Marinette look at you." The smirk he wore was evident in his tone. Adrien Agreste was always smirking; he always got his way no matter the price. Unfortunately, this time the price was Marinette.
"Oh goody, it's Adrien. Long time no see. Oh wait, long time no speak." Marinette bit back sarcastically. If she were going to die soon, might as well live it up while she can, so why hold back her hatred for the blonde?
"Cut the attitude, brat. You know why you're here. Where is Luka Couffaine?!" Adrien's voice rose in pitch yet Marinette kept nothing but a straight face. Underneath the bandana, her eyes were rolling at him.
"Adrien honey, you can slit my throat and cut out my tongue, I will never tell you where my husband is. And I'm pretty sure you knew that from the beginning, so what the hell was the point in kidnapping me? Especially at work." Marinette finished with a brilliant grin, one that Adrien snarled at.
"Grab her." He commanded his driver. The buff bodyguard hopped into the van and retrieved a tousled Marinette. Her wrists were beginning to burn from the scruffy ropes, but at the same time her body was numb.
She was held in a bridal position in the man's arm as she was carried to god knows where. A squeaky door was opened and Marinette was tossed to the ground.
Marinette landed on her hip bone. Yelping, she rolled to her back and onto her tied arms. She heard heavy footsteps approaching her and she smiled towards Adrien's dominant stance.
"What next, blondie?" Marinette was relieved but at the same time disappointed when Adrien untied her blindfold. He still looked the same, beautiful blonde hair and emerald green eyes. "You know, I could've gone another decade without seeing your face." She said with her usual smile.
"Tell me where Luka Couffaine is." Adrien glared into her bluebell eyes with his arms crossed over his chest. Marinette rolled her eyes and passed him a playful wink from the floor.
"42 Wallaby Way, Sydney." Adrien growled and bent down. He picked up a handful of hair and pulled her to a standing position. She grunted but overall kept her grin. "What? If I'm going to die, I might as well make light of the situation."
"Hmm, hold her. I'll be right back." The bodyguard he had blocking the door came in and held Marinette by her arms. She just shrugged and let the man hold her body weight.
Adrien came back a moment later with a glock in his hands. The gun immediately pointed towards her forehead right between the eyes. She laughed hysterically, then he shot the gun. Her laughter ceased as she heard the bullet ricochet off the wall right next to her, but she continued laughing again.
"Really? That's the best you got? I've been around plenty of guns before." Marinette said. Adrien huffed a heavy breath and turned around. He left the room for a moment before returning with an AK-47.
"Oh wow, I'm really shakin'." Marinette said without any laughter, but her smile was still painted on her lips.
"God dammit! Keep her there. Don't fucking move!" Adrien screamed towards his bodyguard and left the room once again.
He was gone much longer that time. Marinette's heels started going numb by the time Adrien returned with an elephant gun. Where the hell did he even get that from? Yet even with the dangerous weapon in the room, Marinette couldn't remove her triumphant smirk.
"You know, fun story, Luka once used an elephant gun cartridge as a butt plug for me." Adrien and his bodyguard gagged and coughed at her blunt statement. "What? I'm just spittin' the facts."
Adrien approached her and rested the double barrel gun against her forehead. Her face still showed no sign of discomfort or fear. He hated that; he hated when people didn't fear him. Being feared makes people powerful, and at that moment he felt powerless.
Fortunately for Adrien, he knew Luka's greatest wish, Luka's deepest desire: A family with his one true love. What made things better was that Marinette knew that too.
"Tell me Marinette, are you pregnant?" Marinette quirked an unamused eyebrow at the subject change and watched as Adrien lowered the gun from her. She muttered a confused 'no'.
"Good because you're soon going to be." Marinette's eyes widened vastly and started to struggle against the bodyguard's grip on her arms. "Take her to my bedroom, I'll be having her for dinner later." Adrien turned around and chuckled evilly to himself.
When he left Marinette's cell, his bodyguard threw her over his shoulder and carried her to Adrien's room. From afar, Adrien could hear Marinette's pleas.
"No! Let me go you bastard! Adrien, you'll fucking pay for this! LET ME GO!" Adrien continued to laugh silently to himself thinking of how he'd need to pay his guard double for handling the monster he called his soulmate.
The blonde wandered to his study where he poured himself a cup of hard liquor and sat himself in his expensive leather chair.
To no one in particular, he spoke, "Finally getting the love of my life and internally fucking up my enemy. Now that's what I call, killing two birds with one stone." He then finished his drink, slammed it on the desktop, and strutted to his bedroom.
~Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I just wanted to thank everyone for all the comments and votes. It all means so much to me. Thank you so much~
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