"Excuse me, Miss Blake." Someone tapped me on the shoulder. Turning I saw a buff body builder in a suit standing behind me. He towered over me. What the fuck! Is this guy related to the hulk or something?!
His cold charcoal eyes made me feel naked and exposed. Nervously I cleared my throat looking around the shop as if pleading for help. No one was in sight.
"Yes? May I help you?" How the fuck did he know my name?! Looking back up at him I saw the brutal edge of his movements as he took a step closer to me. I was panicking on the inside, my heart pounding in my ears. What could this guy possibly want with me?!
"I'll have to ask you to come with me, please." His eyes had a heartless vibe about them. The eyes of a killer.
"What would happen if I said no?" I asked hesitantly scared that he was going to hurt me.
"I will take you by force if I must. But I would rather not have to hurt such a beautiful woman as yourself, so if you would be so kind and come along with no complaint I would very much appreciate it." He tone was lifeless as if he were reading a script he could care less about. Swallowing a large lump in my throat I nodded. Grabbing my arm roughly he dragged me from the CVS and threw me into a black limo parked in the parking lot. He slid in after me all the while keeping a blank heartless expression.
The limo began the second he shut the car door. Looking around I found that we were alone.
"So, what is this about?" I asked a little scared to know. The buff guy dug into his pocket and pulled out a black carry-along case. Unzipping it he pulled out a needle and turned to me. My eyes grew wide and my body ran cold. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!
I woke up in a luxurious cell. The walls were painted deep red and the floor was carpeted black. I lay upon a large bed dressed in black silk sheets. The only thing that told me this room was a cell was the one wall that was barred leading to a dull cement hallway. I wasn't in handcuffs or tied to the bed or anything but the door out was locked. What is this place?
"She's awake." Came a unfamiliar voice. I heard the click of shoes on cement as a man walked down the hallway stopping at my cell. I didn't recognize his face at all.
"What is going on?" I backed up against the headboard of the bed I lay upon.
"Awe, the mouse is scared. How adorable." Taking out a key from his pocket he unlocked the door and stepped inside of my cell shutting the door behind himself.
"So, you're the stupid human Noah has fallen head over heels for?" He basically spat the word human as if it disgusted him. Looking close I saw his abnormally long canines. I gasped in shock. Is this some kind of game? Because if it is it's not funny!
"You must feel so full of yourself, getting the princes attention. You stupid human. You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. Boss told us to capture you but he didn't say anything about what to do with you afterwards." He stepped up to the bed and removed his coat throwing it aside. "Come here."
I was paralyzed in fear. What is this guy going to do with me?
"I said, COME HERE!" His vicious snarl echoed throughout my cell. I almost peed myself I was so scared. Hesitantly I crawled to him.
Grabbing my wrists he forced me down and got on top of me. I was to scared to fight back, I just stared at him with wide tear blurred eyes.
"I bet you let him do whatever he wanted to your body, didn't you?" He hissed showing me close up his inhuman teeth and long forked tongue. His rough hands grabbed my shirt and ripped it open buttons flying everywhere. "Did he pleasure you? You little bitch!" With a swift movement, I didn't see coming, he slapped me across the face. I was stunned at first my hand flying to my face. Then the pain and tears came. It stung to fucking bad!
"Stop it! Please!" I begged uncontrollable tears pouring from my eyes.
"You pathetic human! You think you deserve someone like the prince?! Who the fuck do you think you are?!" He shouted in my face. His breath stank of death. "You little bitch!"
Grabbing me by my hair he pulled my face a inch from his. I yelp in agony grabbing his wrist by instinct.
"You have the audacity to lay a hand on ME!" He threw me back down slapping me a little harder this time. I cried out in pain shielding my head with my arms.
"I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget!" He hissed pushing my skirt up and forcing my legs apart.
"Stop it!" I screamed trying to kick him off me but he was to strong for me pinning me against the bed.
"Stop squirming you little bitch!" He snarled. I heard the sound of a zipper being unzipped and panicked screaming on the top of my lungs.
"That's enough, Charles! Get off her. Now." Came a authoritative voice making the son of bitch trying to rape me freeze.
"Are you protecting this little-" He growled not moving to get off me.
"No. But do you think the prince will like you after doing such a thing to his property? I thought you loved him? Do you not? This is not a good way to get him to return the feelings. I'll say it one last time. That's enough. Get off her. Now." His voice held a certain threat that made my shiver with fear.
Hesitantly my attacker got off me zipping his pants back up. Looking down at me in disgust one last time he turned and left the cell. I looked up to see the man who had stopped him. I didn't know him either. He wore a black suit that matched his long black hair. He looked young yet his abnormal gold eyes held age way beyond his years. Unlike Charles this guy looked normal.
"Thank you." My voice was shaky just as my body was. Sitting up I fixed myself, pulling my skirt back down and holding my shirt together. My cheeks still stung badly and my hot tears weren't helping.
"No problem. I don't want Noah hating us anymore then he already does." He turn to leave.
"Wait!" I called after him. "Why am I here?"
Looking over his shoulder he gave a wicked smirk. And with a puff of black smoke he vanished leaving me alone in my cell. What the FUCK is going on?!
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Drag Me Under (on long term hold)
Romance"Don't!" He begged. "Please tell me it's still there! I can't feel my arm!" I cried. Right as I said that I felt it. My arm was on fire, razors stuck deep into my skin stabbing me with hateful burst of pain! I screamed out flailing my arms an...