Possessive Hubby

I Love You

*Ignore Dakota. Please*

Seira Pov
I fell asleep again probably the chloroform was affecting badly.
"Baby Girl is awake."
I blinked multiple times to see who it was but the voice was clear enough. It was Michael Harris.
I tried pulling my hands apart with the cable tie digging into my skin, maybe in a few minutes, it will have bleeding wrist marks.

I pulled with all might without moving much to camouflage the try.
"I had told Damon and he even knows that i can do anything."
I made noise with the tape on. He came and ripped the tape off and i screamed to the sharp pain.

"If Damon finds out, he'll kill you."
He laughed. "I want him to. I will show him how punishments can get so hard."
"What has he done to you?!"
The cable tie snapped.
Yet i kept my hands together to fake hostage.
"He made the mistake of letting off of Aaron. He told that bitch about my affairs who told my wife!"
I wanted to go. Go by my Damon.
"So? She was supposed to know anyway?" I said. He slapped me.
It stung my cheek leaving marks.

"And he had the fucking guts to leave me when he was young! He defamed me."
"It was you! You defamed him! You stole his innocence! You are the monster. You!"

Before he could say something more, i pushed tge chair back, kicked him in the guts and rushed for the door when my arm was caught and he tried forcing himself on me. "Leave me!" He tore the bottom of my dress. With all courage and gave him another kick and slapped him dropping him to the floor storming to the exit, pushing the door opening and aimlessly sprinting until...

I almost hit onto a car.

Damon Pov
I hit the brakes and saw who it was.

Seira.

My body succumbed to the adrenaline that was creeping in and I crazily pushed the door open rushing to her.
When i touched her, she flinched.
"Its me. Damon." Hearing that she looked up staring trying to drink in me.
"Damon?"
"Yes baby. Its me."
Soon after she smashed her body to mine crying and sobbing. I rubbed her back and fished out my phone speed dialling Aaron.
"Did you find her?"
"Yeah. Bring the police to where Michael came."

Putting the phone down, i picked her up as she passed out and took her and put her in the front passenger seat with the shawl on her. It was time to kill the fucking bitch.

I turned towards the abandoned building and saw Michael step out with a couple of others including Mason and a young girl along with him.
"Damon! Finally you have found your beloved." Michael clapped walking towards me with four of his men holding onto the other two as if they were kept as hostage.

"How dare you lay hands on her?" I snapped.
"I had to. Have you seen her?"
I held my fingers turned in a hard rough ball.
"Shut it Mike. What has she done to you?!"
"Everything! Just look at yourself Damon. You have fucking changed because of that fuckinh whore!"
"Mike!" I grabbed his collar and plastered a tough punch sending him tumble over the gravel floor ripping the nose with blood spraying.

"You ruined me. You...fucked... me. You stripped me in front of your fucking whores. You whipped me! And eyed my younger brother!"
Without realising everyone was present at the scene, the police, family.

"You were gay! You were fucking jealous of my father! You hated us! You fucked me, fucked other women, fucked your wife. And tried to eye Seira. Enough of your shit Michael. Enough!"
I hit him one more time and pushed to my car and drove off to home.

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Seira pov
"Seira! Open the door!" Damon knocked the closed mahogany door trying to break me free from the brute.

Who laughed diabolically, he grabbed me by my arm and threw me to the floor.
I screeched when a nail stabbed my wrist and blood went flowing...i could hear the rushing of the liquid as if a shower running.

Michael opened his belt and whipped me. I could speak, nor scream anymore. He looked at me and smiled sheepishly pulling the zip down

"No!" I shot up to find myself in our bedroom, our bedroom. I was back home. The sound of the shower sounded out loud, really loud.
"Damon?"
I called out to get no answer. Climbing off bed, i caught my head which was throbbing badly and knocked on the bathroom door. Apart from the water gushing down the drain.
Knocking again, there was no response. I tried the knob and the door opened.

"Da-"
I saw him. Standing shirtless under the fast flow shower of water.
Out of the blue, he gave a loud growl and punched the wall and i jerked. He did that thrice and growled in pain too.
"Damon!" I called out and pushed the glass slide door aside and climbed in taking his hand.

Damon pov

I watched her climb under the water grabbing my hand that was getting redder from the hard tiled wall and the hot water.
She pushed back the wet hair behind the ear. She looked beautiful.
"Im sorry." I apologised.
She gaped at me in disbelieve.
"Why are...you?"
"It happened because of me. F-from...the beginning."
"Its not your fault. You know that. It was Michael, all along. He is bad and you are good. He tortured you and wanted to continue but you revolted. How is that your fault?"

I pushed back the hair that stuck to the side of her face; she narrowed her eyes to see clearly.
I pushed her towards the wall keeping her away from the water.
"I got scared. It was the exact same fear whenever he whipped me... or gave me bruises. I felt it. I thought...thought that i lost you. I lost you baby."
She held my face close.
"Its over. No one will ever be able to take me away from you."
"What if you leave me?"
"I wont. Never." she promptly answered.
"Promise me."

Leaning in, she kissed me with more passion and more of a promise.
"I promise."

Smiling and in shower, i made out with her, apologising with my heary and kisses delivering.

My one and only,
Seira.