"I haven't stop thinking about you" He began walking towards me. "I crave you" His hand caressed my face.
"I don't want you" I whispered. "Please let me go" I pleaded.
"You aren't going anywhere" He raised his volume, scaring me. "You're mine now"
"I'm not yours" I shouted. "I'm married. I belong to my husband"
"Oh yeah, that...that Michael guy" He said carelessly, causing me to get angry.
"His name is Mitch" I raised my voice angrily at him. He slapped me across the face. It left a stinging sensation on my face. The familiar feeling from 8 years ago. It would brought back the memories. I let my head rest in the direction of the slap. Tears began to fall from my eyes.
"His name will be dead if you don't shut up" He growled at me. All I could do was cry. I was fearful once again.
"P-Please don't kill him" I begged shakily. "Please...just don't"
"I wasn't planning on it. But.." He dragged the word. "I will go and see that husband of yours..." He smirked. "Maybe....maybe I'll spend the night with him" He began walking to the door slowly.
"Don't you dare" I said through tears. I couldn't bear for Mitch to go through that.
"And if I don't go, what will you do for me?" He stopped moving. I really had to think.
I could give him what he's always wanted. I could give him what he desired.
Me.
"Y-You can have..." I took a deep breath. As much as I didn't want it, I had to say it.
"You can have your way with me. Just please don't hurt Mitch. I'll do anything just please...don't hurt him" His face lit up and faded into a grin.
His words made me feel sick to my stomach "I'm going to have fun with you"
