My Mate From Hell

Chapter 22

Pulsing hammered into her skull and she opened her eyes and felt a slight burning sensation.

She felt her forehead and sure enough she scraped off some dried blood. One of Scarlett's hands was dry and bruised and it laid clamped in handcuffs tied onto some cheesy steel post.

The room smelled of dust and boiled food, which by the way seemed disgusting.

She felt the urge to gag at the site of another bloodied body to my right, but he was different. He was dead.

There was a hint of decomposing in the air which made me sick to my stomach. Scarlett reached for the body and was able to get into his pockets when the door unlocked and creeped open.

An enigmatic man stepped inside and covered the windows with dark brown curtains.  He crouched down in front of Scarlett and started laughing hysterically.

"You look like shït"

Scarlett spit in his face which was rewarded with a sharp slap to the right side of her face.

"Don't temp me sweetheart. I would love to take you again and again and again,and boy do I like it rough. After all you look sexy in such a vulnerable state. Maybe it's the handcuffs." He smirked

Even with how much he disgusted Scarlett she couldn't help but find him attractive.

He was probably about 27 with brown curly hair, dark brown eyes, and a scar running from his right eye down to his jaw.

"Now look baby, your boyfriend well I'm going to kill him and I'm using you as bait. Then as soon as he is dead I'm taking you with me back home, and you'll be my sexy little assistant maybe even my bride you hear."

Her jaw sharpened as she bit down. She felt nothing she could say could help her in this situation so it was better to say nothing at all.

"I'm not going to bore you with the details. You've been asleep for 3 days,  your mate is already on his way and is gonna fall into my trap, and if I could trust you I would let you sleep in my bed but well you are pretty irrational."

Is he insane she thought I'm the irrational one really says the freaking kidnapper who wants to wife me up.

"You think I want him! I hate him please baby you rescued me. Let me be with you tonight. Call it an early celebration."  Scarlett pleaded with him.

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A few hours later Scarlett had showered and was dressed up in a tight dress courtesy of her kidnapper who's name is David.

They say at a small table alone and across from each other eating dinner and drinking wine.

Who would have thought she mocked in her head.

"David" she said in a sing song voice, " where are we?"

He grinned "we're at an abandoned compound baby."

She turned and looked him in the eyes seductively, "why me?" She asked.

"At first you were a perfect way to hurt him, and I was just gonna kill you so he would die that way, but then I saw how much her hurt you and how beautiful and mysterious you were. So, that's why."

She scooted out of her chair and sat straddling him. She played with his hair and grinned. "So can I sleep with you tonight. I'll earn it" she whispered leaning into his ear and nipping at his earlobe.

He grinned and picked her up while heading to his room. He kissed her for the first time and groaned while squeezing her aśs. He opened the door and placed her on the bed.

"Does this answer your question?" He mused as he slipped off his shirt and reached for her zipper.

They broke their kiss to take off her dress and she reached for his belt.

He took in the site for a second before kicking off his pants. 

"You ready baby?"