***Warning: This chapter has slight smut content in this chapter***
***Melanie's P.O.V***
My heart beat quickened as Harry scooped me up in his arms, and carried me at a quick speed towards the house. I didn't want to imagine the things he was going to do to me, but that didn't stop my imagination from coming up with horrific images. The worst part was, it was very likely he would do those things to me as well.
"Please, Harry. I'm sorry! I won't run away again!" I pleaded as he walked towards my certain death.
Harry only smirked down at me, licking his lips as he scanned my body in his arms. "I'm sure you won't when I'm finished with you , baby."
"Don't hurt me, Harry, please" I whispered, taking a brave moment to look him straight in his eyes.
"Don't worry baby, it won't hurt as long as you co-operate." I could see the lust in his eyes, and it frightened me. How long had I been here, and he had already hurt me once, and was about to do it again. I had no idea how long I was going to last here, but I don't think it's going to be very long.
"What are you going to d-do to me?" I stuttered out, afraid of his answer.
"A lot of things baby girl," he chuckled. "So many dirty, pleasurable things." Shivers shot throughout me with his words, as I knew every one of them were true. Harry continued to whisper in my ear all the things he was planning for me, and I was too afraid to even look at him, so I kept my eyes closed.
"I have so many toys that we can use" he whispered by my ear. A single tear leaked from my eye as he told me about his plans .It seemed like every moment I spent with Harry, the more scared I became.
Once we finally reached his house, he walked in the already open door from my previous escape, and slammed it shut with his foot. My heart dropped to the floor as the door closed, blocking out the outside world, my freedom...
"First thing, get you washed up from all the dirt on you, OK baby?" he teased. I gulped as he carried me into his room, placing me on the bed. I squirmed around under him as he straddled on top of me, whilst he shuffled through his drawers with one hand in the bedside table. My eyes widened when he pulled out two sets of pink fluffy handcuffs.
I struggled to fight him , but lost the battle as a click sounded on each of my wrists, signalling he had cuffed both of my wrists, one set on each hand. He then yanked my arms up by the cuffs, clipping in each set to either side of the bed on the bedposts. I wriggled in the restraints, but it was no use.
"You have no idea how turned on I am right now Melanie" he smirked, glancing at my state. "But you have too many layers on." he whined. My eyes widened when he pulled out a pocket knife, walking towards me.
"No! Harry! Please don't hurt me!" I pleaded as he straddled me on the bed once again.
"Shh, Mel, I'm not going to hurt you. Just stay still and the knife won't even touch you, OK?" he spoke calmly, stroking my cheek.
"No! Get off me!" I screamed, still trying to fight the damn restraints.
"Melanie. Listen to me OK?" Harry spoke, in possibly the softest and most sincere voice Harry had used on me yet. "I don't want to hurt you, so just stay still, and you'll be fine. OK?" he asked, looking at me in my eyes, almost in a sweet loving way, but my mind screamed at me that it was just the lust.
All I could do was nod my head, but Harry wanted more than that. He tilted my head upwards with his fingers on my chin, so I looked him in the eyes.
