Obey

Chapter Two: Him

Fidelina's POV:

I begin to turn over, still half asleep until I hear the sound of metal and feel pain in my wrist that cascades down my arm. The sound of metal rubbing against metal fills my ears, causing my head to throb. I throw my eyes open and in a state of panic pull against what constrains my wrist. Once again, pain traverses down my arm. Turning my head, I barely spot a metal bracelet-no it's a pair of handcuffs that chain me to the bed. I attempt to take it off with my other hand, only to find both arms restrained.

I take a deep breath in and decide that I should try to push myself to a seated position. With much difficulty and at the price of pain, I finally triumph over my bindings. I glance around the room, and give out a small scream when I see a shadow in the corner, seated comfortably facing me. The figure groans, turning on a lamp near him. Now illuminated, I see Azazel who looks fairly annoyed with me.

"I'm glad you're awake, we're expecting your master soon." Azazel says while sitting up in the chair.

"Master? I'm owned by no one." I answer angrily. "Uncuff me right now." I demand. Azazel smirks, looking at my predicament.

"Interesting thing for you to say while chained up like the bitch you are." He laughs and strides towards me. He's swift, I almost missed him moving at all. He grabs my face, forcing me to look him in the eyes. "Look here, girl; you look good. We own you. We control everything you do from now on. We say shut the fuck up, you don't say a word. We say move your fat fucking ass, you run. We say lay on your back with your legs spread you-"

"-She what, Azazel?" I hear another voice from behind Azazel. "I would hope that you'd know better than to treat--my-- property badly, or that you intend to try and foil it with the likes of yourself?" The male behind him asks calmly. All color drains from Azazel's face, and he releases mine immediately.

"Nothing Sir Azrael... I was merely explaining to your new --pet-- how things will be from now on." Azazel bows to this man, obviously Azrael, and apparently my new pain in the ass. Azrael glances down at me, unemotionally. "Get out. I'll deal with you later." Azrael says to Azazel, though he doesn't look away from me once.

"Yes Sir Azrael. Many apologies my-" Azrael glances at Azazel, who promptly leaves without another word.

"Hello, Dove. If you promise not to try and leave, I will unchain you." Azrael says.

"I can't promise you anything." I answer angrily. Who this asshole thinks he is-

"Please stop this moronic name calling. I find it quite annoying." He tells me. "Not to mention rude."

"Rude? Rude? You don't think having your friends kidnap a girl against her will is rude? I'm handcuffed to a fucking bed. Please tell me more about how I am rude!" My body fills with rage.

"Fidelina-" Azrael starts.

"You know my name too? Just who do you think you are? Seriously-"

"Enough." He says, the lights flicker as if to bow to his will. "I came here to discuss my rules and give you a few answers to questions I assume you to have. If you're not ready I shall leave you in the care of Unikai and Azazel for now, but I am not going to listen to you scream and holler at me." A wave of fear crashes over me, and I fall silent.

"Now my little dove, If you try to leave, I will catch you. You will be punished should this be the case, understand?"

"Yes Azrael." I look at the door. There stands someone outside. What the-?

"Come in Unikai, why are you bothering me?" Azrael asks, not looking at the door.

"I forgot you were coming in now Sir. I wanted to bring her some food and water is all. I figured humans need that shit." Unikai answers, holding a plate and a water bottle.