You Will Never Be Mine | 18+ (COMPLETED)

Be nice

-"I need you to behave tonight Leila. We'll have guests over dinner." -Julian said nicely over lunch while they were sitting in the dining room.

He made her have lunch with him everyday since she was brought here. She was now being held captive for almost a month and she knew every little detail of this house. She'll go insane if they don't find her soon.

Noticing her looking somewhere behind him, still eating very little, he adressed her again.

-"Leila. Do you hear me?? We'll have people over tonight at dinner. I want you to be nice." - he said again biting down on his piece of medium rare steak.

-"Why would I do that?"- she asked. It was a good question after all and one that he expected her to ask.

-"Because then I'll let you call your sister."- he promised and her eyes opened wide. For the first time since being here she felt grateful. But soon she furrowed and cursed him in her mind. The bastard was making her feeling grateful for allowing her to talk to her sister. What a fucking brsinwash shit was going on here.

-"You're not happy with the idea of talking to your sister?"- he asked noticing her smile fading away and her being lost in her thoughts again.

She took the napkin from her lap and threw it on the table while getting up. But this time he didn't let her leave and he quickly got up from the table himself and grabbed her by the elbow on her way out bringing her back so now she was facing him. He trapped her between the table and himself, his dark eyes seemed to be getting darker. He spoke in a low deep voice that sounded more threatening than ever.

-"I have tolarated this behaviour for long enough, I even found it amusing. But that's enough now." - he was talking so calmly but still he seemed to be mad. She actually felt scared still she didn't want to cave.

-"Then you'll need to kill me."- she stood her ground and only she knew that it was shaking more than ever.

He watched her, looking deeply into her eyes, mad as hell but still calm as ever.

-"You want me to kill you?"- he asked not expecting her to answer. -"I can do that, but why would I kill you when I can have my fun with you first?"- he asked now trapping her even more to that table that she find no comfort in.

-"That's the only way you'll ever get to have me, you bastard." -she slapped him across his face.

-"Oh you want to play rough??" -he was angry, she really outdid herself now. -"I'll give you rough."- he said and lifted her up across his sholder carrying her to his bedroom while she bit, scream and hit him in the process.

No one was there to help her but she ain't giving up without a fight.

He threw her on his king sized bed with dark grey satin sheets all over it. His room was dark and neat, but she had no time to observe the scenary since he was right at top of her holding her arms above her head.

He then used one of his hands to unbuckle his belt and she gasped in horror trying to escape from what was coming next.

Then he used his belt to tie up her hands above her head to the bed while her chest were moving rapidly from fear and anticipation.

He then unbottoned her shirt and got closer to her, so close that she can feel his warm breath on her neck. He did all this and not once did he touch her in that way. He looked deeply into her eyes seeing her confused and afraid. She stopped with the screams some time ago. She was now lying half naked, tied up beneath him with no chance of getting out of his arms.

He saw in her eyes that she was helpless but still refuse to surrender.

Hate, that was all there was. And to be completely honest, he deserved it.

Then in one motion he untied her hands and let her go.

He got up from the bed and proceeded to adjust the watch on his hand like nothing happened.

-"Be nice, miss Reins." - he ordered while she was leaving.

-"Idiot."-she said in her lower voice though even she didn't know who she thought of, him of her.

She was so scared, her legs were shaking and all she thought about was how he couldn't do it. He couldn't go through with it.

She didn't look back until she reached for the door knob. She closed the door behind her and only then did she let out a huge breath of relief.