Chapter 21- proceedings

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**Trigger warning-assault**

"So how are we both feeling then about the property" Clara asks once we return to the hall.

Jay looks at me first and then replies with a smile on his face.
"We would love to proceed" he says simply and Clara smiles clearly happy with the way things are progressing.

We spent some time waking through the property for around an hour and a half. It's large and we wanted to get a thorough idea of how it would work for us.

Everything is open plan and airy, lots of open spaces in all of the main living spaces. I love that the corridors leading you through the house are all decorated with art.

We lingered in the nursery for a while which had been used by the previous homeowners baby. A baby boy, whose room had clouds and rainbows painted around the walls. Jay caught my eye as I stared down into the little crib, positioned in front of the large bay window looking out onto the gardens.

"This is just the perfect room for a baby" I said to him smiling and he pulled me in close to him.

"I'm going to fill you with babies" he laughed and stroked my back as we walked out down the hall to explore the rest of the home.

"It's a wonderful property, I know that you will both feel very happy living here" Clara says snapping us back into the here and now and stopping us from gazing into each others eyes.

"I will send the documentation over and start the proceedings" she smiles warmly as we begin walking through the vast hall and back out into the Cali heat.

Once we're in the car and driving down the long drive it dawns on me that this will be ours. I glance over at Jay and he smiles.

"No second thoughts ?" He says cheekily.

"None" I say softly.

"Good" he whispers and then looks out of the windscreen.

When we eventually reach the lake house it feels smaller somehow. We park up in our familiar garage and go up the back way into our home.

"Weird" Jay says when he reaches for the door handle at the back of the garage.
I look up to him for clarification, confusion all over my face.

"It's been..." he whispers softly and gently pushes me back from the door.

He pulls at the handle and I watch him go to unhook the latch which has been broken off of the door.

"Please sit in the car" he says turning to me.

"I'm going to have a look, I will be fine" he says calmly, his eyes dilating in front of me.
He disappears swiftly into the house before I can protest.

I pace back to the car and then stop before getting in. Pacing back to the door more quickly, I stop in my tracks when I hear footsteps behind me. I whirl around taking in the gloomy garage. It strikes me that I've lived here for several months yet I still don't know where everything is and I curse myself for being so unobservant. Garages usually have hammers and mallets and tools which would be handy for me to arm myself with right this very moment.

I've got to be proactive, yet I don't want to alert my intruder and let him or her know that I am aware of them. I want this person to think that I'm completely unaware and unable to protect myself. Which is something I am totally sure that I can do. I have faith in myself all be it perhaps wrongly placed. I will protect myself in any way that I can.

Creaking from my right draws me back into the here and now and I move slowly towards the car. I don't know what weapons this intruder may have and I would like some cover from potential shots fired my way.

I edge in between the car and the side of the garage, I've chosen the 4x4 to take cover and I wedge myself tightly between it and the wall. Inconspicuous or not it's better than getting shot.

"Yeah just a load of cars"  a male voice says.

Presumably down a phone line or perhaps he has an accomplice?

"Alright then we're done" another male voice says slightly older than the other one. Definitely two men in this garage with me. They are closer now I can hear their steps just a few yards away from me and I shrink down further into the dark.
It goes quiet, no more steps. I hide myself. So much for protecting myself at all costs. But even I know that I'm unable to take on two men.

"Oh" the younger man says in a strange tone. Followed by a hiss from the older accomplice.

Next I feel a hand yanking me from my place in the darkness and I push against it but the hand wants me and I have little defence other than my slaps which are pointless.

"This is worth something" the older man says and I open my eyes and peer into the darkness seeing his bulky frame.

The younger man instantly pulls me into his body and I squirm realising the situation that I am in. He yanks at my cami dress and I push him away, suddenly fighting and hitting out at him.

"She's a fighter" he smiles.

"Just my type" he laughs and the older man retreats.

"Have fun" the older man calls behind him as he leaves our garage.

My eyes are closed and I just hope that I can put an end to this situation. His hands are pulling at my straps and feeling down my bra but I'm blocking that out. I need too forget him and think of a solution anything to stop this from progressing further.

"You're a prize" he says in my ear.

"Your fella, blonde one ?" He inquires kissing my ear.

"He's up there right now" he insists his lips travelling down to my chest.

"But you like this right. You stayed in the garage. Why not follow him ? You want this" he tells himself.

"He's just searching around your mansion, looking for a threat that's down here. Right where he started" he laughs and I whimper.

"Oh I like that" he says seductively.

"That noise" he says brushing my lips with his fingertips.

I move my leg in increments, I plan on kicking him as hard as I possibly can in his balls. Cliche but I think it will work. It's my only chance.

"Do it again" he demands.

I whimper doing as I'm told it's distracting him whilst I aim my knee directly under his private parts.

"Intoxicating" he says in my ear. His hand pulling at my panties.

Out of desperation and not wanting to feel him on my skin any longer, I take all of my power and force it into my legs pushing upwards and striking him hard in to his balls.

He yelps staggering backwards and I take that as my chance. I do have a secret weapon, whilst I was hiding I was also very much reaching under the car in the hope for anything. Anything at all that might help me in any way.
And right now I swing it directly at the man that just tried to force his way into my pants and my body. He's bent over in front of me gripping at his balls in pain and my metal rod clocks him right on the top of his head. He falls to the floor and I run straight up the stairs to the door. No hesitation and I am gone in search of Jay.

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