Sweet Delivery || Niam

[3: "Only Yes."]

Just a quick author's note before this chapter. I'll be doing a vote and comment goal for this book since the last chapter only got 5 votes and the ones before it got 20+ If you want more chapters, then vote and comment please. I'm not asking for too much, loves.

Goal: 15 votes/10 comments

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Liam grips my right hand kind of hard as he pulls me to the bathtub in my room, smirking down at me once we enter the bathroom. "The bath is already set up, my love. Get inside." I look at him blankly before he grips my shoulders, staring into my eyes hard. "If you say no you'll get a cut. Do you want that? Only yes* when you're with me, got it." I sigh quietly but nod my head, knowing that he would just cut me if I didn't obey his orders.

I look down and slip off my boxers, Liam licking his lips as he sees me fully naked, stripping off his clothes as I enter the warm, relaxing bath. Once he strips off his clothes, I catch a glimpse of his body and I would be lying if I said that I didn't like it. He has a wonderful body, but a terrible personality. Those don't mix well.

He slips in behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, kissing my shoulders gently as I hood back tears. I'm not supposed to be enjoying these kisses from him, I'm not supposed to be enjoying him controlling me, but its nice, in a way.

I still want him to leave me alone, for a long time, like putting him in a hospital where they help people like him, that'd work. But that could never happen unless I put my hands on a phone and call the people.

He starts kissing my neck gently, his hand moving my head so he can have more access, and I hold back a low moan. He shouldn't be giving me pleasure, none at all, its just gross and I feel so gross. He has probably killed so many people with those hands and I don't wanna be next.

"Master?" I whispered, looking into his eyes once he looks up from my neck, frowning slightly.

"What's wrong, love? Do you need anything?" He asked, making me feel a bit better about this situation, since he'll give me what I want.

"I was just wondering, and you don't have to answer... But how many people have you killed?" I bite my lip at the end of the question, praying that he won't hurt me for asking that.

"I've killed over twenty guys. In the span of these three years. They wouldn't obey and cooperate with me so they got killed, by me. I know that you'll obey me, right, Darling?" An evil smile spreads across his face before I speak,

"Yes, Master... I'll always obey you.' His evil smile turns into a grin, his hands gripping my waist.

"Good. Now I'm going to clean you up then myself up. Once I'm done with you, you may dry off and put on those clothes on the sink counter." I nod gently and let him clean my body, the bar soap rubbing my back as he rubs my upper, left thigh. I wouldn't lying if I said that it was turning me on a bit, even if he is psychotic, he knows how to be seductive, plus he is still good looking.

Once he finishes bathing me, I step out and grab the towel on the counter, drying myself off as I stare at Liam who is cleaning himself. The tattoos, the biceps, the voice, the face, mostly everything is perfect about him, besides the fact that he is a murderer, which is sad.

"You may change in the other room, but don't leave. I know you'll know what'll happen if you do." He smirks a bit before I leave the bathroom, heading into my room and quickly pulling on the clothes. I look around for my phone frantically, hoping that god will give me a chance to get help.

I look on the beside drawer and there it is. I grab it and quickly open my text messages, texting my friend Louis and hoping that it'll be enough for him to elaborate on.

To Louis: Lou, please.. I need help. Get help. This isn't a joke. Please. Someone has me held captive. Just... Please...

I quickly shove the phone back into the drawer before Liam comes out, stepping up to him and placing my hands on his clothed chest. Time to act like I like him, its for the best. "You ready to go shopping, daddy?" His straight face turns into an evil smirk and a raised brow.

"Yes, I am, love. What's got you all happy to be with me?" I lick my lips and trail my hands down his body, stopping at his crotch which makes him groan softly.

"I just finally thought of how sexy you were and how protective you are of me. I find it, astonishing, that you'd want me, but you do." He frowns and purses his lips, cupping my cheeks with his cold hands.

"Of course I want you. You're beautiful, sweet when you're not letting at me for trying not to hurt you and leave you down in the basement, and I really like you already. Your body is beautiful as well." My cheeks heat up a bit as I look at my hands on his chest.

"Well thank you... No guy has ever been wanting towards to me. You like me a lot which is very surprising." He chuckles lightly, moves his hands down to my waist and pulling me closer to him. He places a kiss on my head as I slowly wrap my arms around his waist. This is all an act, you're doing great, Niall.

"How about we don't go shopping today and we just get to know each other more in here; the bedroom of course." I look back on the bed and sigh quietly. It would be nice to sleep on a comfy bed again and not have my knees ache for hours on end.

Looking up at Liam, he sports a gentle smile, leading me towards the bed and sitting down on the end of it. He looks up at me slowly.

"What do you want to do, love?"

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You may think everything is fine and peachy, but it isn't. Just a little bit of happiness before the real fun. I hope y'all enjoyed this chapter and I love you all.

-Robbi x