Chapter 6

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*Belle's POV*

"I want you back early tomorrow officer Hathaway."

"Yes sir." I stood at attention, both arms at my sides. "At ease. You may go."

"Yes sir. Thank you sir." I relaxed a little and turned around to leave the ship yard.

I'm a petty officer in the Royal Navy in Arendale. My husband is Adam, we moved away from France for a better life.

When we met, he acted like a beast. But I was able to bring him back to a type of normal. Simply by loving him.

Tonight he's making me dinner. Said that it will be ready when I get home. I smile at my phone and text him back.

Me: I'm on my way home now. I'll be there in 20. Love you! :)

I put my phone back in my purse. Then put on my jacket. I'm halfway down the pier to my car when there's a hand on my shoulder.

I gasp then turn around back in surprise. "Oh. It's just you Pitch." He's a good friend of mine.

So nice too. He works for the government here. "Yeah sorry to scare you like that. Hey can I take you somewhere for dinner?"

"Sorry Pitch, but I have to get home."

"Oh come on.." he takes my wrist and pulls me towards him. "No, Pitch-"

"Oh come on-"

"Pitch no!" I yank my wrist free. "I said no. Maybe some other time."

Pitchs jaw sets. He looks angry, it scares me. I turn around, walking to my car quickly. All of a sudden there's a sharp pain to my head.

Knocking me off my balance. I hold my head with one hand while looking for my assailant. "Pitch! What the hell?!"

"You're coming with me."

"No way. I'll fight you. And you know that I can win." He shakes his head. Then laughs, like he's mocking me.

"Poor poor, Belle. How naive you are." He kicks me in the stomach. Knocking the wind out of me.

I fall to the ground. Suddenly feeling breathless and unable to stand. "Now, I'm going to get what I want and....what I desire." He said sounding husky. Full of lust.

My eyes widen, I try and get away. The last thing I see is him grabbing a hold of my uniform.

Then everything goes black.

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I wake up chained and cold. I jerk against my restraints. Trying to get free. After failing to free myself, I look at my surroundings.

It's a dull and dark room. My uniform is folded up on a nearby chair. Which explains why I'm cold. I'm only in my underwear.

My memory is blurry from last night. Then I remember. Pitch.

He kidnapped me. He said he wanted something and me.

"Ah, you're awake..." He takes off his shirt. "Let's get this party started."

I can't even describe the horrible things he does to me. Every time he would ask me a question about the military, I didn't answer him.

So, as punishment, he continued to rape me. Eventually he resorts to beating me. "Tell me what you know!" He screamed in my face.

I spit in his face. "Never." I snarled at him. The beatings continue. "Go ahead kill me. You'll never get away with this. They'll find you."

"No they won't." He hits me again.

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