Takes One, To Know One

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Amoras POV...

The last thing I remember,was having a cloth fly over my mouth and everything else was a blur. Now here I am,on this mattress...on the floor...in this dirty room...with only my underwear on. What in the hell happened? I couldn't tell you cause I don't even know myself.

I sat up,preparing to get up, but soon noticed I was roped to something. I looked around trying to find what it was, only to be met by complete darkness. I began yanking, hoping that maybe the ropes would break,but unfortunately that just made them tighter.

"Don't move." I heard a voice come from the darkness. I automatically recognized who it was and became enraged.

"Why am I here?! Get me out of these ropes now,Dominic!" I screamed in anger. He just laughed and switched on the lights, making his way over to me. Once I could see, I finally got the chance to look at my surroundings. I frowned, noticing I was back at square one. The same place I was in before,when I had first started dating Dominic. It was all sweet at first, but it became bitter too fast.

I remember after the first month of being with him, this was were he kept me. He basically tied me down here like a slave,everyday, only letting me out to got to the strip club and make his money. Then as soon as that was all over,it was right back here. This place reminded me of how fucked up and disgusting he was, and how much I just wanted to be far,far away from him.

"Bringing back memories ain't it?" He whispered in my ear. I jerked my head away from him, hoping to get a good distance away.

"Get your funky...hot ass breathe off my face. Please, and thank you." I spoke sarcastically. Just like I expected,he rolled his eyes in annoyance and walked to the back of the room.

Thank god..

"This is gonna be your new home from now on, so get used to it. Since you and that piece of shit can't seem to stay away from each other,I'll have to keep you apart myself. Because you belong to me.By the way, I thought you hated him?" He asked seriously. I rolled my eyes at him and scoffed.

"Things change,you moron.." I spat. He looked at me with eyes full of hate. Before I knew it he had rushed over and slapped me hard across the face. I hissed feeling the 'Oh too familiar' sting becoming present.

That was definitely gonna leave a mark.

I watched as he walked out of the room,locking me in in the process. I fell back onto the mattress and stared up at the ceiling, hoping for a change.

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Michael's POV...

I am in my studio, practicing a few dance routines for my tour that's coming up soon. I want the BAD tour to be legendary...I know it's gonna be amazing, I feel it. So I know I have to be on my A-Game this time around. I gotta show everybody that I still got it, and I ain't ever lost it.

I stopped the music and grabbed my water bottle off the floor. I stood in silence thinking about the amazing date I had with Amora. I just see beauty in her that I've never seen in any of the women I've ever dated.

I walked out the studio and into the kitchen,only to be met by some people I weren't really in the mood to see. But I put on a smile and kept it moving.

"Hey fam! What's good with you!?" I spoke to my family. Only a few greeted me back. I frowned.

"So you're going on tour..." Marlon spoke with an attitude. I cocked an eyebrow,wondering why they had so much hostility. The women walked out of the room,so only the men remained. I rolled my eyes and sat my water down on the counter.

Here we go.