Trained | 18+

Chapter Four 🌶️

"You're welcome to go for a walk around, training doesn't start until four today," Angel finishes laying out my clothes for today. This feels so extraordinary, like I'm a princess and Angel is my servant. Except instead of whatever royal duties princesses have I'm training up to be obedient enough to be sold to whatever sick rich fuck has the most money. At least the clothes are gorgeous. No matter how hard I tried all night I couldn't get the collar off my neck.

"How do I find where class is?" I gulp at the word class, like I had a say. This isn't some university course.

"I'll escort you there don't worry. Every girl here gets a trainer to escort them but you also get me - special request from Tanner."

"Wow so kind of him," they smirk at my sarcasm.

"I lived with that man for years, how did I not know he did this? A business man my ass. He's a fucking liar." The bed dips lower as Angel sits next to me.

"Were you not also harbouring some secrets, cheater." I'm immediately humbled.

"At least I don't kidnap and assault people," I mumble.

They push up off the bed, "Well technically Tanner doesn't do those things."

"Oh sorry guess he gets away on a technicality, why are you defending him? What kind of loyalty would you have to this place?" Angel shrugs.

"He's been kind to me," with that they head out the door. I need to clear my head. Heels aren't exactly the most comfortable thing to be walking around in. I've only made it two minutes out of my room and my feet are already aching. The library pops around the corner, at least it will be quiet enough. The library is lined with mahogany bookshelves that reach from floor to ceiling, embezzled with hundreds of vintage books. Maybe I'll be here more often. I used to feel like I never had time to read anymore, guess I have all the time in the world now. Picking up a red hardback my fingers trace along the spine, the smell of the pages is something so nostalgic. It immediately makes me think of my mother. She collected the most beautiful editions of classic novels. I wonder if she has put out a missing persons case for me or if Tanner fed her some lying bullshit about where I've gone. She always said Tanner was her favourite.

"Kidnapped and you're catching up on reading?" That voice makes me turn around instantly. Evan gives me a small smile and leans against the shelf.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I rush to him immediately wrapping my arms around him. He's comforting and the most familiar thing I've known in days. I don't know if we ever loved each other but there's always been something so soft and intimate about our relationship.

"I came around and who was waiting but lovely Tanner. Knocked me out so quick I didn't even have time to scream," his hands move to gently caress my cheeks. I can't help but cry.

"I'm so sorry Delia, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have asked to see you when I knew you had a boyfriend," shaking my head I lean against his chest. This isn't fair.

"It's my fault I'm so sorry," he chuckles and pulls me closer to him. As he pets my hair I'm instantly soothed. Warmth radiates off him and embraces me so sweetly.

"What are they going to do to you?" The most horrible thoughts come into my head, is Evan going to be sold off too? I can't imagine the kind of sick things someone would do to a pretty boy like him. His eyes soften at my worried expression.

"Nothing like that Lia," it's like he can read my thoughts we're so in sync. That nickname makes me smile every time.

"I'm going to be a trainer. You know what the sick part is? I'm going to be your trainer, I didn't realise how fucked up Tanner was." He continues, "I'm grateful it's me and not some sick pervert touching you every day. I don't want anyone to touch you ever again."