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*Kiersten*

Adam was doing something by the entrance of the bunker and I felt like I was about to jump in front of him and help him do whatever it was to help him. "What are you doing?"

His shoulders started to rest, slowly breathing other than his norm. "Look, I'm trying to protect you."

His words confused me. I always felt protected and now I really felt he was trying to protect me bringing me here.

"Okay,"

He rested and turned around slowly, hands in his pockets and hair hiding his reflection. I felt bad but somehow, suspicious. He was acting strange. Somehow the whole "protect me" thing was starting to show guilt.

It still felt like someone was either breaking in or trying to bust through the steel door that kept us carefully secure. After some time, I left him alone and walked away with his eyes locked on me every five seconds.

The bedroom was nice, looked like a beautiful cabin scene with the necessities that came with 'save the last family' theme. I grabbed three towels and entered the rest room to take a shower.

After getting everything together, I did not want to rummage through my bag just yet. He claimed he had everything I needed so I opened the mystery closet to peek at the evidence. Low and behold, this man knew how to shop but it was not my sizes .... extra-large? I was clearly a medium.

I grabbed  a extra-large shirt and entered the ensuite. The water was warm, not hot...I entered and expected the hotness to take over my body, clearing my mind of all that had occurred during the day. I could hear him in the kitchen banging around, maybe cooking something for us. Soon the water washed away the wary thoughts and things finally started to get back to norm. Hopefully...

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***

After the shower, I simply blow dried my hair, shaking my curls out and listened.

"The fuck?"

My feet were instantly comforted by the carpeted floor, the bunker was a beautiful home inside of a home. I walked slowly through the hallway before my eyes took in the sight.

"Adam!" I screamed and ran towards him, a large man standing over him with his back towards me.

"No!" he held his bloody, stained hand to warn me.

The large mess of a man turned and ....and, I felt like heaven and earth held me still and nothing else existed, but I was angry...pissed that Adam was on the floor and I was confused at who this man was.

"What are you doing!?" I snapped at him despite of my desire wanting to know him.

A smile crept on his lips that was slowly wet from his tongue that bathed them. "Damn." He growled lowly.

"Excuse me?" I snapped narrowing my glance at him.

"A—Boss," the other dude with him caught my attention.

"Leave him alone!" I hissed.

"Baby-girl, you don't mean that." He pressed his hand on his chest. He was dressed in a stupid hot guy outfit and his friend matched him as if they were some gangs or something.

"Kier.... run!" Adam caught my attention and all I wanted to do was run to his aid.

"Don't think about it!" The friend said, warning me.

"You do not tell me what to do! Shut the fuck up and get off my husband!" I snarled.

"What?" The bigger guy looks like he was about to pop a vein in his head.

"Are you deaf? I said, get off my husband!" I snapped.

The door was broken in...it looked like an animal got to it.

"This is not your husband! And do not warn her to do shit!" The large man spoke to me then turned to his friend. Why was he protecting me?

"He is my husband...get away from him!" I yelled once more before starting to sprint and both stood still other than the larger dude who stopped me by lifting me from the ground so fast.

I know I had muscles. I know I was strong...how could he lift me? Not only that, it felt like ripples of passion, something I have never felt before was running through my body all at once. I tried to keep my mouth shut but my whimpers came out like moans and I swear I heard the jerk laugh.

"L-Let me go," I bit my lip and all I could see was the friend dragging Adam in the room I came out of.

"P-Please, don't hurt him." I begged him but he did not comply, he just held me tighter where I could barely breathe.

I felt like I was about to pass out. The wave hitting me got stronger and stronger. I do not know what he stuck me with or if he was toxic but I was losing myself to him.

"Stop fighting me...or you will be punished!" He demanded. I whimpered again and finally, looked in his eyes where I got lost.

As much as I wanted to be serious. Everything in me let go and I busted out laughing. "Are you crazy. Put me the fuck down before I make you feel exactly what I mean about what I'm saying."

He smirked and instantly, I lifted my knee with such force I was going to remind him what it was like to be a man. The good looks or strength was not wooing me; besides, I was married and was scared for my husband's life.

He dropped me and was groaning, bent over. It was then I ran to the kitchen, grabbed a butcher knife, and ran after my husband. I screamed and rammed the man who was holding Adam up with his hand around his neck.

"S-Shit!" He groaned and turned to grab me. Adam fell to the floor and slumped in pain. I just wanted him to run but he looked lifeless which angered me more. I didn't stop stabbing him, I was on four, but the asshole pushed me off him and threw me across the room with one slap.

There was three things I saw...I saw Adam pull something from his pocket and inhaled it before I blinked again, I saw the bigger dude enter the room, glance at me once and they all were trying to get to me. As hard as I could, as hard as I didn't want to, I felt a wetness touch my neck and I realize, I had gone through the wall...and I was bleeding from my head. I passed out and the main one who caught my knee to the balls, was furious.