You want me to do what now?! {Chapter 16}
Recap:
"Why don't you make me?" I sneered, faking a thoughtful expression.
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Gladly." With that the man raised his fist, bringing it down on my fist but it didn't make me wince or whimper it only activated the adrenaline and anger that drove me.
From then on I was punching and kicking before I changed into my wolf form so that I could bite and claw. I took deep breath. Oh, it was on.
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I tugged at the bottom of my dress whilst giving myself a once over in the mirror. The red dress that they had literally forced me into was strapless and backless and barely came an inch below my arse, making me feel like a slut. The makeup hid most of the bruises and scratches running down the side of my face that were already healing but they didn't put makeup on my legs and arms which were still marred and some were even bleeding but they would be gone in an hour or two. My eyes were heavy with mascara and black eye shadow that was supposed to give me the smoky look but I wasn't seeing it myself like. My lips were painted red, making them look overly pouty and last but not least they had put me in six inch heels that I could barely stagger around in never mind walk. I will, yet again point out the fact that I felt like an over-priced hooker.
"Get moving." The man who now had a missing front tooth and a shredded suit pushed me forward. I would have won the fight had he not cheated and called in about five extra guys to help him out; coward.
"What if I don't? Are you going to call your back-up team to fight a girl again?" I sneered but started walking anyway; I wanted to get this out of the way as soon as possible. I was escorted by four men who were built like tanks and who were all eye raping me the whole way. We came to stop outside a white door that had quaint, crystal door knobs which made me chuckle' I always knew that Chris was slightly fruity. One of the henchmen raised their meaty fist to knock on the brightly polished door but he was paused in his movements.
"Come in." Chris' voice chirped, making me false gag and pretend to throw up, earning chuckles from two of the guys but glares from the others.
"Sheesh, lighten up already." I rolled my eyes and waltzed in the room, slamming the door and then turning to face Chris' smiling face.
"Ah, nice to see you again Evangeline, I missed you." He whispered the last bit and wrapped his arms around my waist. I pushed against his chest and found extreme satisfaction in the way he staggered back a few steps.
"Enough of the pleasantries Chris because this is anything but pleasant; you have kidnapped me, taken me away from James, had me chained up in your dungeons, allowed a few of your guards to beat the crap out of me and last but not least you had me dressed up to look like a damn hooker!" I shouted at him and he looked slightly shell shocked.
"Who?" He hissed, staring straight into my eyes. I tilted my head in confusion at him. "Who did this?" He snarled, caressing my bleeding arms and neck.
"Why do you care?" I sneered, trying to shake him off but his grip was like a vice in his anger so there was no deterring him. "Shoulder length black hair, pale green eyes, built like the hulk." I sighed in defeat and Chris muttered a name under his breath that I didn't quite catch.
"Don't worry he'll be taken care of." He smiled with a happy expression as his eyes trailed over my face with love. It made me feel dirty and sick. When James looked at me like that my whole body went warm and my heart gave a little flutter but when Chris did it, it just made me wonder why whoever was up there would put a waste of space like him on this earth. Only a small part of me responded and that was strictly because I had to... unfortunately we were soul mates; what could I do about it?
