Kitten {Kellic} [Book 2]

Chapter 8

This book makes me feel so emo jfc, but this top part makes me laugh like how much of a dumbass does this dude have to be. If anything, torturing Kellin is just gonna make him want the sweet mexican d even more sooo

~Kitten~

The man slapped me in the face hard, I couldn't help but laugh a little though. The man didn't seem to realize that I was a masochist. I got off on this kind of pain, and because of that my pain tolerance was a lot higher than most. After Vic and I got together he had warned me that something like this could possibly happen. And because he knew that, he had slowly been teaching me things to do that could potentially save my life until he got to me and would get me out of it, unless I was somehow able to do it on my own. So, that's what I was going to do until my Viccy found me.

The man hit me even harder, his hand causing my head to whip to the side but I did nothing except laugh at him.

"My master hits me harder than that," I lied pulling at the cuffs that kept my hands bound behind my back. For what had felt like an hour, the man before me had been relentlessly beating me. Sure, it hurt but, I surprised my abuser when he saw that if anything it was just getting me slightly horny. Because yes, pain truly did turn me on. It had been months since I've been hurt, mainly because Vic didn't want to hurt the baby. Thankfully, ever since he's taken me I've been able to protect my baby girl, shielding all of the kinks and punches away from my stomach.

No one was going to hurt her, not if I had anything to do with it.

He slapped me once more. My whole entire face was throbbing but, it didn't faze me.

"Did I say you could talk?" He growled and I smirked.

"Did I say you could hit me?" I asked, "Did my Master give you permission? Because I don't think he did." I said.

"Rule number one, never let your Kidnapper know that you're scared of him," Vic told me. "Promise me Kitten, don't give them that power."

I had promised Vic that I wouldn't let them know, and I wasn't going to. But, God I was so scared, scared not only for me, but my baby as well. What if they killed me before Vic got here to save me? What if I lose the baby? I can't lose her, I've been pregnant for two months now and I'm just so attached to her. She's my world, her and Vic. Vic's the love of my life and I know I'm his and if I die then God only knows what he'll do. He'd lose his mind. If I die, I really think Vic will go on a complete rampage and kill everyone in sight, anyone who had anything to do with my death.

The man glared at me and yanked me up by a handful of my hair, I held back a groan.

"Did I fucking say you could speak?" He asked me again and while my conscience was telling me to just shut up and keep quiet, I knew someone who was a lot scarier than him. Vic. Vic could be absolutely terrifying when he wanted to be, I've seen his bad side, it was directed towards me once, but I've seen the way he has treated other people when they crossed him, and they didn't do anything nearly as bad as this. The only thing I was truly scared about was that there was a chance that I could lose my daughter.

"Why did you even take me?" I asked him, my head my back due to his grip on my hair. "You do realize that my master couldn't care less if you took me or not. I'm just his slave, he doesn't care about me." It almost hurt me just to spit those words out, just acting like Vic hated me hurt. Even though I know it's a lie, just the thought itself hurt me.

The door behind my kidnapper opened and in walked a tall man with big brown eyes and a slightly dark complexion, then again it was really dark in this cell so it could have just been my eyes. What I do know is that he was fucking handsome. But the way he looked at me, I could just feel his hatred for me flowing off of him. God, whatever Vic did to this man really must have pissed him off.

"No need to act like Special Agent Fuentes is your master," He said and looked at my abuser. "Let him go Merrick."

The man, Merrick, I guess, let go of me and I fell to the ground with a little whimper.

"Leave us," He said and Merrick left without another word leaving me with the man who more than likely is the reason I'm prisoner here. "So Kellin, do you know why I've taken you?" He asked, stalking towards me slowly, eyeing me like a lion would its prey. I shook my head and he chuckled darkly. "Well that little boyfriend of yours to someone very dear to me, and I want him back."

"So you took me as collateral until you get him back?" I asked curiously and the man gave me a menacing look.

"Oh no, he will bring him back to me, but he will not be getting you back." I furrowed my brows when realization hit me and fear struck me to my very core. No matter how much Vic prepared me for the things that could potentially happen but the thought of death scared me more than anything. "I see someone now understands."

"Keep your dignity Darling," Vic instructed. "If you can get your kidnapper to think of you as human then it will be harder for them to hurt you. Don't cry, beg them to spare you and don't challenge them, instead try to show them respect. Show them that you're human and worthy of respect."

That's what I was going to do, I was not about to show this man that I'm afraid, he needed to know that I'm more than whatever he thought of me as.

"What's your name?" I asked him, moving around as best as I can with my hands still bound behind me. "I mean, you know me obviously. But- well I don't know you." I said cocking my head to the side as I moved my legs under me.

The man raised an eyebrow at me, I know he must be capable of being somewhat kind, I mean he calls me by my name. Unless he does that just to trick me or make me feel bad.

"What?" He asked and I held back a smile, I caught him off guard with that.

"You're name, what's your name?"

A smile spread on his face, "Why do you think I would tell you that?"

I chewed on the inside of my cheek, Vic has always told me that I could captivate and bring out the best in everyone. Even him so I can do this, I can get this man to open up to me, to trust me. It'll just take a little time.

"Because it's not like I'm ever going to be able to tell anyone," I said with a shrug. "It's like you insinuated, I won't be going back to Vic. So why not just tell me your name?"

The man gave me a look, an amused smile played at his lips, "Jack, you can call my Jack." He said and I smiled at him.

"Nice to meet you Jack," I said remembering more of what Vic had said to me.

"Bond with them, build up a rapport, get him to like you. That should be easy for you Kitten," Vic said and gave me a kiss. "You can get anyone to like you."

I was going to stay alive, no matter what it took, I was going to keep my daughter and I safe until Vic came and saved us. I could do it, I've been in tougher situations. I'm just going to bide my time until I'm home in my boyfriend's arms.