*Beauty's POV*
*3 weeks later*
⚠️TRIGGER WARNING FOR RAPE⚠️
This break is what I needed. it was great spending time with my girls. Natalie, Brook, and Kate came down here to hang. But they all had to leave. Luckily I've made new friends down here in Miami. But I can't help but miss home. Even tho I asked for this alone time I actually want to go back home. I miss Dallas and the kids. Hell I miss the guys at the trap. Ugh well no time for sulking while on vacation. I even quit my job. But that's between me and work.
I got out of bed and put on my wetsuit. Well I guess I'm gonna go surfing. I ran out to my jeep. My new present to myself. I drove to the beach and went straight into the ocean. The ocean is my calm place.
"Waves aren't gnarly" A voice came up behind me
"Excuse me" I jumped
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to scare you I'm Elliot but you can call me El"
"Oh hello I'm Naomi"
"I was saying that the waves are weak"
"Hmm seems like they are better farther out"
"You sure you wanna go all the way out there" he smirked
"I wanna surf don't I" I smirked and started paddling out further. He laughed and followed. After a nice all day surf off I realized it was getting late I started heading back to shore.
"Hey that was fun you're a pretty good surfer" El helped me take my stuff to my jeep.
"I guess you're okay" I laughed
"The El man is better than okay" he rubbed his hand through his long blond hair.
"You actually call yourself the El man" I laughed
"Well ya" he smiled
"Well see ya the El man" I turned to get in my jeep.
"Oh uh one more thing" He caught my attention. I went to turn around but was met with sharp pain in the side of my head. Omg what's happening. As I was drifting in and out of consciousness I felt him left me up and put me in his car. He quickly tied my hands and feet and gagged me. I'm going to die. I'm just going to die. The car drive lasted a while and the whole way he listened to classical music.
"This is the place" he smiled as he lifted me up yet again and took me inside a cabin. He ungagged me and tied me to a chair.
"Why"
"Because you're so pretty" he ran his hand down my cheek.
"If I'm so pretty then why did you hurt me and kidnap me"
"Your head wound isn't that bad you're still talking coherently" he smiled
"Please Elliot let me go"
"I'm afraid I can't do that" he smirked. Okay Beauty you've been kidnapped before. This is a recurring thing somehow. Self defense should definitely be in your future if you live. He's not as viscous as Omar but I don't think he's soft like Henry. He's a whole different type of pyscho.
"What are you going to do to me"
"So where'd you learn to surf"
"Excuse me"
"Where did you learn to surf"
"Uh I'm part Hawaiian and learned there "
"Oh cool I thought there was a reason you're so beautiful" he admired me. He pulled out a camera and took a picture of me.
"Elliott what are you going to do to me"
"Hush Naomi" he whispered, let's get you out of this wetsuit. He unzipped my suit. "What a lovely bikini" he admired my body,
"Elliot" I noticed he was fixated on my body but he wasn't getting hard. Not to toot my own horn but there's no way any man can see me sitting here in a bikini and not get a boner. He began taking off his suit. I was afraid he had nothing on but he had on some tight fitting shorts.
"He began running his fingers through my hair. And tracing my jawline much like Henry did. Expect with a look of forced lust in his eyes. Wait the reason I don't sexually turn him on is he's either gay or just can't get it up.
"Elliot you don't have to do this"
"Silence" he untied me from the chair. and took me into a room. OMG his into that fifty shades of grey shit. He chained me to the wall. After I was dangling there helplessly I noticed he finally started getting a hard on.
"I'm in control" he snarled as he removed my bikini bottoms and his shorts.
"Elliot please no" I cried.
"Silence" he stroked my hair and face as he proceeded to rape me.
"Elliot please" I cried
"Fuck keep pleading for your life" he moaned
"Get off" I hollered
"Sound proof room so holler all you want" he grunted as he started to penetrate me harder and faster. All I could do was cry, turn my head and close my eyes. Eventually he forced my head into his direction.
"Open your fucking eyes or I'll kill you dead right here" he commanded. I slowly opened my eyes and when I did he grabbed my neck looked me straight in the eyes and released himself inside me. He took two last strokes before walking away. I was actually just raped. I'm going to die here. He released me from the position of the wall and brought me to a bed where he tied me to it.
"Sleep" he whispered in my ear as he left the room. I just laid here thinking about how I was just raped. And Dallas isn't around to bail me out on this one. I gotta find a way all on my own. I cried and cried. I want to go home. He came back in the room and proceeded to rape me multiple times throughout the night and each time he came deep inside me. On the last time I passed out. I'm not sure if it's from exhaustion or I've just lost my will to keep fighting but I swear he raped me again while I was passed out. I wonder if I'll ever make it out of this one
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