Our Forced Love

𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂-𝓕𝓲𝓿𝓮

Aurora

I couldn't control my breathing. I've been in this dirty room for I don't know how long. They've placed a piece of duct tape over my mouth along with a blindfold so I couldn't see or talk. I couldn't stop crying. I want Antonio, I want my Mom. I want anyone that can help me. I know that I'm in a cell of some sort. I still remember waking up from when that asshole poisoned me.

"Damn, you knocked her out?! Boss didn't say to do that!" I heard as I was slowly coming to. I still couldn't see anything. Hands snaked themselves around my waist and under my legs and I was being carried.

"No... I just made her go to sleep. She should be waking up in the next hour or so." The other guy replied. I felt like crying but I held it back. "Put her in cell number 7. Boss said."

"Got it." After what felt like hours of walking, I was thrown on a hard floor. I tried my best not to cry out in pain. "What is Boss going to do?"

"I don't know. All he told me to do was grab her, put her to sleep, and put her in cell number 7." I jumped when I heard the cell door shut loudly. Fuck. What am I going to do?

I shuddered when the cell door opened. Cool air passed through. I was still dressed in my shorts and one of Antonio's plain white t-shirts that hung over my knees. "Oh, hermosa. I knew you were beautiful, but damn, you're more beautiful in person." I hear the person say. I tried to fight the ropes wrapped around my wrist. It's no use. "Let me take these off."

As the blindfold came off, blue and orange spots clouded my vision until I could see clearly. The man in front of me looked around Antonio's age, maybe older. He had tattoos all over and a scar crossing his eye. He was smoking a cigarette. By the looks of him, I could tell he was evil. I scowled my face. He then harshly ripped off the duct tape, making me cry out loud.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I hissed at him.

He chuckled darkly. "Didn't know my darling had such a potty mouth." He mocked. His hand comes up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. I jerked my head back. I don't want him touching me. "Aurora. You're making me upset. I'm trying to be nice."

"Why should I care about you getting upset? Let me the fuck go!" I shouted at him. I was angry and missed my husband.

My head swung to the side as he slapped me across the face. My breathing got heavy as I tried to control myself. I don't want him to see me cry. "I told you to watch yourself." He hissed. He sighed. "We haven't properly met. My name is Santiago. I have been wanting you for a very long time." I just looked at him. "You've been here for a few days. It's fair that I let you eat something, yes?"

I breathed out shakily as I turned my head to the side. I don't want to eat anything here. It could be poisoned, for all I know. I really just wanted to go home to my husband, but who knows if he has me hidden in a foreign place or somewhere outside of the city. It's all just a shit-show from here. To avoid any more stress, I nodded my head.

"Good. I'll be back." He said with a smile. I watch as he exits the cell. I flinched as he slammed the door shut. I felt hot tears running down my face as I thought about my family - about Antonio, mostly.

Flashback:

"Okay, Danny, you're now just being messy." I fussed as Daniel and I were in the kitchen. He wanted to learn how to bake the brownies that I had made for him a few weeks back and since everybody was here, I figured it would've been the perfect time.

Daniel threw his head back and laughed. "I'm sorry, Rory. I just love making you mad." He confessed.

"Well, I advise that you stop trying to make me mad." I told him, making the both of us chuckle. Kylie and Antonio were sitting in the dining room. Kylie wouldn't shut up about her new modeling career and told everyone she could. I don't blame her though, I'm proud of her. "Antonio, do you want to try?" I asked him.