Happy To Live

Chapter 5

Brazil filled the three of us with wonder, Karly sent pictured of the food to our family group chat, Jenna sent pictures of the scenery, then there was me I didn't send anything, I was busy living. I felt like a different person here, I wanted to keep her around. The nightlife is where Karly and Jenna wanted to be, I wanted to stay in enjoy the view from my balcony.

"Princess, please this is my last night that I get to have before..." Karly stomped her foot, pointing to her stomach.

"Yeah, come on Haven you of all people should know how Jay is..." I threw my pillow at Jenna, Karly snickered.

"It was one time, years ago." Karly and Jenna both fell on my bed laughing.

"Still, you know how he handles his women." Jenna mused, dragging me out of my seat, Karly shoved a dress in my arms pushing me into the closet.

"Get ready right now." I gave into their one night, it had been a long time since we had all been out. One night wouldn't hurt.

Hours passed, Karly and Jenna were still going strong, I stood back watching the girl's dance. I lost sight of them as the crowd grew surrounding them, they couldn't see me, and I couldn't see them. I tried to move, but my body was weakened. Unfamiliar arms caught me, my vision blurred, I couldn't tell where I was at by the time the drug had worn off. My kidnappers couldn't find my phone to take it, but I had hidden it, I was relieved to know that I had hidden my phone even in my state of mind. My signal was weak, but I managed to get a voice message across, in Changkyun and Namjoon's group chat.

"My battery is low, I don't know where I am at, but if I don't make it out of this alive, please love my babies hard, I love you both..." I was cut off when a masked man took the phone out of my hand. "Do you know what I had to do to get you hear you bitch..." I tried to fight the man off, but I was too weak from the drugs they had injected me with.

"I studied every muscle on the beautiful body, I know a fighter when I see one...that shot isn't out of your system, if you fight me...your friends will die...they still think you are out with them. We left them a note in your room telling them you left early. They won't come looking for you." I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, I knew that my men had heard everything that my kidnapper had said, but that was all they were going to get. I obeyed their commands the first few days, I wanted them to trust that I wouldn't take off.

"Look at that, she may fit in nicely, her complexion is already turning into a nice caramel." I rolled my eyes, listening to the talk to me like I was an object. Of course, my skin was changing, I was out in the sun most of the day.

"We have company coming, we need to do something with her hair, its to blonde..." The woman who helped kidnap me smiled.

"What color were you thinking Anne." Ah, finally have a name.

"Charcoal black, it will go great with that new tan, and those green eyes." Oddly enough, I was curious to see how this would turn out, I wanted to be a different woman, I might as well let them help along the way.

"Call the stylist, have a new wardrobe as well, if she is to be my mistress, I want her to look the part." I stopped myself from choking on my breakfast.

"Abraham, you cannot pick a mistress, when we have money walking in our door." If they only knew who that were holding under their roof, another name..., they were comfortable with me.

"She's smart, she won't fight you Anne, take her upstairs, I don't want to see her until dinner tonight." Abraham bent down trying to get a read on me, I didn't give him one.

Anne didn't trust me enough to allow me to see the entrance, or the exit of the house, she kept me blindfolded during the entire process, even going to the extent of dressing me. Anne took her time on putting clothes on my naked body, her fingers traced along my hips. I wanted to stop her, but I needed to gain their trust before I could kill them, they had control over my life right now, I had to play the part.

"I can't allow my brother to have you first." The more I complied the more information they gave me, I knew that Anne didn't like her prisoner talking at their own will, so I stood still, blindfolded.

"Sit down..." Anne commanded, pushing me down into sofa, I could feel Anne hips inches away from my lips. If this were Karly this would have been a different scenario, this wasn't my best friend. I didn't know her; I didn't want to help her. I pulled my head back; I knew there would be consequences for my action. Anne's laughter sent chills down my spine, gripping the back of my newly dyed hair, tugging it hard, causing me to gasp. Anne moaned as her clit brushed against my lips, pulling my hair harder, each time I gasped from the pain the more I tasted her on my tongue. Anne continued to pull my hair, forcing my tongue into her. "Keep your tongue there..." Anne commanded, pushing my head against the cushion of the sofa. I hated obeying this bitch, I knew I would get satisfaction in killing her. Anne kept her moans low, taking advantage of me and my tongue. "I need more, if you obey me right now, you have word you will be in Dohwans bed tonight...not Abrahams. What was Dohwan doing here? I knew he had kept our merger silent until he collected all his money...was this one of his locations? I knew I would end up in Dohwans bed regardless of her promise. Anne pulled her hips away, straddling my lap.

"Abraham intended on you two having matching tattoos, but I can arrange that with Dohwan." Anne's lips kissed down my cheek.

"Tattoo?" My curiosity peaked, causing Anne to bite on my bottom lip.

"Yes, now be a good prisoner, and I will set you free." I knew Dohwan hadn't been in contact with us, he was closing out old deals before our merger, he had no idea I was here.

Anne's lips connected to mine, forcing her tongue into my mouth, I kissed her back, knowing if I didn't listen to her, I wouldn't get the chance to see Dohwans face. Anne unhooked her bra, taking my hand guiding me to how she wanted me to please her. My hand landed on her breast... "I want you to know that I will be forcing you to come." Anne smirked spreading my legs further apart, she didn't waste any time, shoving her fingers into my entrance, I could feel my walls resisting her, Anne moved my hand down to her outer wall, telling me to fuck her. I obeyed, the same way my walls were beginning to obey. The blindfold helped me envision my husband, and Namjoon. Anne and I's body began to relax together the more I thought about the men I loved. Anne positioned herself back on top of me, her walls rubbing against mine. "I know you are thinking about a man...that's okay...you are doing everything I need right now." Anne moaned, pulling her body off of mine, she hadn't come yet, I hadn't come yet. Was she finally coming to the realization that this was wrong.

"I like the way man feels as well..." Anne leaned into my ear whispering cruelly, flipping me over on my stomach, Anne lifted my hips in the air, smacking my ass. "I have something just for that..." Anne pushed her double ended dildo into me. Anne wanted to watch me fight what she was doing to me, forcing me back on my back, sliding onto the other end of the dildo. I bit my lip, holding back my moan, I wasn't giving this part of me to her. I was only giving her my body. Our breaths were one as our bodies moved in unison, I needed to show Karly and Jenna this new toy. Anne panted, as she met her peak, I pressed my lips giving Anne what she wanted.

"I am a woman of my word, stay here, rest...the tattoo artist will be up in a bit, I will let you get dressed then. Dohwan will have his done at the same time." Anne kissed my lips, tenderly.

"There are two tattoo artists?" I laid down on the bed Anne had led me to confused.

"Yes, The Anderson brothers, don't worry they will make the art as beautiful as you." I fell into a deep slumber after Anne had left me alone, waking up off and on to buzzing against the back of my shoulder, to across my arm.

"What are you putting on my skin? I yawned in and out of sleep.

"Angel wings, your partner, has the same wing on the opposite side." I giggled at the thought of Dohwan and I having matching tattoos.

"This feels good, I wouldn't mine another." The man chuckled.

"I love inking chicas like you." I smirked, falling back asleep, I couldn't wait for dinner, it was one step closer to my freedom, closer to my kids.