CRAZY IN KILLER HANDS

TW. Jared takes out his Rage

They had left a few days ago and his rage had only built as he signed over several of his assets to Vince. Taking into consideration that she had somehow manipulated him into caring about her existence definitely didn't calm Jared at all. He had booked the tickets as soon as Vince left hoping for some playtime with his toy outside on the beautiful sunny beaches. A private jet meant he didn't have to shoot her up to get through security. He was itching to start as soon as they landed but she just looked so... happy, to be on the beach. He let her have fun on the beach splashing around and playing with the sand but soon he felt his anger explode in an uncontrollable rage. He grabbed her by her hair and flung her down to the sand smiling at her fear.

"Oh, not so carefree now little lamb? What's the matter? You seemed to be so happy a second ago." He teased. She tried crawling away and found herself dragged back. His knife glinting in the sun, he cut off her dress in a swift jagged motion that nicked her abdomen. The blood dripped down her side and excited Jared immensely. He grabbed her hair in his fist and held the blade up to her neck tempted to end it all here. "Be grateful I don't kill you now. I've let you live because you entertain me toy. " He spat out in her face and watched her tears pour out with joy.

"You love me. And. I know. I know that scares you far more than anything I could ever do or say. But one day you'll stop this. Because you love me and I'll wait for you to get there. No matter... how long... it takes" She managed to say as he started choking her with both hands. Darkness grabbed at the edges of her vision and she smiled at him softly knowing that if this was what killed her she would die knowing that he knew that she loved him. He released her throat and an orgasm like no other hit her all at once. He smacked her in the face hard.

"Dirty little toy likes my attention regardless if it kills her or not? How pathetic. You don't control me! I own you! You're mine and I'll kill you before I let you leave me." He whispered into her ear. She shivered under his breath and waited for his next move. Grabbing her hair he dragged her to the fire pit nearby and grabbed the hot branding out of it.

"Now pretty dolly, I need you to stay, VERY still while I burn my name into your pretty thigh." Throwing one foot on the side of her head to pin her down, he leaned over and stuck her thigh with the hot branding. She screamed in pain as it burned her flesh, she could smell her own cooking flesh. It was a horror she couldn't comprehend beforehand and soon she passed out from pain. He sighed as she passed out disappointed the play would end so soon. He lifted her up and carried her to the house. He cleaned her up and her fresh branding, making sure to administer antibiotics.

He took off his clothes and used her unconscious body to get rid of the hard on he had built up from their play. Once he felt done he left her as is and went to go shower.

Vince built up a team and introduced himself to all of his staff at his newly acquired businesses so Jared couldn't just yank them back from him. Vince was sure this was the right move to secure a life for him and Fable. One that he could be proud of and have children in. It wasnt often Vince got his hands dirty personally but he felt Jared might just be a special case. Thinking back to the lingerie he saw at his house just riled him up and he hoped that Fable could be OK hanging on just a little longer. He'd come save her soon.

"The boat is ready sir." Vince nodded and looked at the route they had to take on the map. "Isn't there a faster way?" He asked panicked.

"If we want to get in undetected, then no. This is the best we have." Vince slammed his fist on his desk and followed his men out. He just hoped Jared was lying and he wasn't going to this island to save some random woman.

Fable woke up in lots of pain her throat achy from the choking. She looked over at the doorway and spotted Jared staring at her proudly. "Why won't you admit it to yourself?" She croaked out to him. He smirked and laughed, "Just because you're crazy doesn't mean I have to be delusional." He pulled out a gun and pointed it at her nonchalantly.

"You do love me. I can feel it. You can't hide from me Jared. I've seen every part of you and I accepted it." She replied softly. He pulled the trigger and the bullet grazed her cheek. She stared at him wondering if he had meant to get that close. His face said no but he didn't let it show in his demeanor.

"The minute I say anything about love is when I kill you." He whispered into her ear as he traced the gundown her face. Getting a good look at her he realized she was thinner than when he had kidnapped her and bruised almost all over her body and cuts at various stages of healing. The brand freshly burned into her thigh glistened in the light and her throat had hand prints on it forming. A twinge formed in his chest and he knew immediately what it was. Stupid toy had gotten into his head. He clocked her across the face with his gun and she started to cry again.

"Good. You're still worth something to me." He whispered and injected her with adrenaline planning to have a lot more fun that night.