Another one of Kilgraves victims

CH 7 His domain

Ch 7

Serenity pov

I'm dragged to a bunch of high end stores, measured, stripped and dressed up as if I were marionette doll. The body guards were always in close vicinity and Kilgrave keenly directed his commands of me to a Tee. He even made me feel like I was having fun from his coy words, like I was living a fairytale. Fine let the man pamper me, its much preferred to the alternative. He was quite charming in his endeavors to please me even though it was just a façade his influence chose to make me feel. Its like I'm being forced into the Stockholm syndrome scenario in the most cruel way. This seems to be my new reality until I can brake out of this nightmarish hell.

After being pleased with our outing, the shopping bags were placed into the trunk. Not a single thing was paid for. Kilgraves conniving speech on the workers that they would be happy to just give us our things and let us be on our way. The driver takes us back to the prison of my "new" home. I'm dropped off, Kilgrave has the maid take my things to my room and put them away. He tells me he'll be back for dinner and to stay in my room and keep myself entertained while he prepares a surprise for tonight.

Later when the maid knocks on my door, she tells me to come to the dining room. I make my way there and find a candlelit dinner set out in front of me. I'm confused as to why he has done this. Kilgrave pulls out a chair for me, then taking a seat across from me. "you must be hungry by now, I wanted to do something nice tonight" he grins, then starts into the plate of food before him.

 "thanks..." I say softly, pretending, hoping to stay on his good side away from his continued torture. Grateful I didn't have to keep starving. I dig into the food on my plate. We both finish our meal without to much hassle of a conversation. Kilgrave calls his chef over to clean up the table then comments excitedly that he has a gift awaiting me. I'm taken to my room, a decorative bag set out on the bed.

Alternative pov

Kilgrave lifts his head nodding for you to go and open it. You step forward reaching into the decorative gift bag, you slide your hand back out holding a slick piece of fabric. Holding it out to see, it is a navy blue satin lingerie set. You're confused. He steps forward behind you, putting his hands on your upper arms. "I want you to wear it for me tonight." You release the grip of your hands dropping the lingerie onto the bed and turn your head facing him with dread. You try to step back to leave, is this really happening? He holds you in place. Lust in his hollow eyes he tells you to shower and put on his gift then meet him up in his bedroom. Under compulsion you go and do as he says.

Later entering into his domain, you stand before him. returning from the haze you are transfixed in place. He stands up from where he was. His hair damp and loose around his face. his shirt already unbuttoned hanging on his shoulders giving a more untamed feel to him. Is there anyway to escape what is to come? "Come closer" he orders. Your body filling with unwanted adrenaline you take a few steps forward. He bites his lower lip, observing in anticipation

 "god, what a gorgeous girl you are, you're going to stay with me tonight." He weaves his hand behind your hair to the back of your neck. "Kiss me" he whispers. You both delve into a kiss, you're mind void of feeling or thinking. He kisses possessively, then pulls back releasing a half suppressed laugh enjoying himself. "you find me alluring and want to touch me" he speaks, wanting you to return his affections. You watch him, eyes glazed like you're intoxicated as you reach out to him.

At some point you both make it to his bed. He progresses things further, commanding you using that lethal tongue of his. In the haze you want nothing more but to obey those commands. Entangled in the sheets with him, his influence is as strong as ever, making you want to do this with him, unknowing the damage it will cause to your soul. Leading your mind to become submerged in sorrow and self pity. He is a snake slithering deeper into the depths of your subconscious, coiling around your being, entrapping every part of you left untouched, your thoughts, your actions, your feelings, your body, your freedom, he took just about everything from you that night.