Captured (Unedited)

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Tatiana POV

Waking up, I just wanted to leave this place, knowing what will happen it kept me from even having an escape plan. After being abused for years I'm imprisoned in this large mansion and I'm not doing anything about it, AGAIN.

Taking a shower before getting dressed I walk downstairs, finding Alexander having his coffee, on his phone as usual. Walking over to him with as much courage I could muster. "I want to go out" I blurt, looking up at me, he doesn't respond before going back to his phone, "if you don't take me out I'm going to try and escape or you will have to take me back to that place." Breathing out, "I'd rather be drugged and unconscious than be an imprisoned slave" I spit . Not saying a word to me I decide to walk off, "GET BACK HERE!!!!" He yells, closing my eyes I continue making my way to the kitchen, before I could reach the room he stood in front of me, his eyes holding furry, my palms now sweaty, "are you testing me Tatiana?" He whispers, "I asked you to take me out Alexander" I whisper, grabbing my arm he drags me towards the front door, my heart rate increases, worry fills me, "you want to be a whore come let's go" he says, dragging me to his car. Throwing me in it he shuts the door, tears threatening to spill from my eyes, he gets in the drivers seat starting the car.  "You know what Alexander you are sick you know that!" I spit, "you are a sick abusive bastard and your day is co-" my words are cut off by the back of his hand coming in contact with my cheek making me bump my head on the window, my eyes wide in shock, his eyes fixed on me as they remained cold.  Driving off, silent fills the car, his grip tight on the wheel so tight his knuckles were turning white. Reaching the underground parking, he got out the car, speed walking to my side, opening the door, without asking he roughly yanks my arm, dragging me to the door, that smell I remember well fills the room, the place was quiet, "Fernando!!!" He yells, a man rushes towards us, "take her, you have a new girl. Sell her to anyone who asks" he commands, my body begins to shiver.

Leaving me there with the man, tears brimming my eyes. Wanting to run after him, I remain glued to my position, I'm tired of begging, it's not going to happen again. Feeling my arm yanked, I'm thrown into a room. "take off your clothes" the man commands, "addesso!!!" (Now!!!!) he yells making me flinch, walking over to me, grabbing me as I tried to struggle, ripping my dress off me. Leaving me shivering in my underwear.

Spending the rest of the day cold without clothes, scared. It had been more than 10 hours I've been in here. I haven't eaten or drank any water. The door yanks open, a large man walking in, his complexion tan. His hair filled with silver strands, his smile sadistic. Whimpering he grabs me by my hair, pain shooting through my scalp placing my hand over his as I beg, "please" I cry out. Throwing me on the bed, the room with red dimming lights, shutting the door as I cried out in relief.

Moments later another man walks in the room. Looking to be in his 50s, a dirty grin played on his face, "please" I cry out, ignoring my pleas he mounts my body, roughly placing my hands over my head in a tight painful grip, placing wet kisses on my neck, now screaming out as my body struggled under his huge weight, screaming my lungs out, his hands went down groping my breasts as I cringed and sobbed at the feeling, a sadistic laugh escapes his lips, my attempt at kicking him remained futile, releasing my breasts he placed his hand on my covered folds making my eyes widen in horror, screaming and begging, BANG!!! The loud sound fills the room, the man immediately stopping his assault on my body, "scendere da lei" (get off her), the man I least expected stands, a gun in his hand, without questions the man scurries off me, sobbing that no sound came from my mouth, eyeing me slowly, his eyes cold, closing them for a second, taking his jacket off,  he reaches over making me flinch, my sobs loud, placing the large jacket over my shoulders. Staring into his eyes, his red as they brimmed with tears, my hatred for him growing, carrying me bridal style, "I hate you" I cry out, "kill me, please kill me" I plead in a sob, "I hate you", placing my head on his chest as I try to fight him, "I know piccola" (little one) he whispers, carrying me out as I continued to sob. Closing the car door. He walks to the other side, immediately driving off. The drive silent as it filled with my sobs. The car coming to a halt he opens the door for me, sliding out, keeping the jacket clutched to my shivering body, walking in the door I rushed to the bedroom. Immediately taking a hot bath.

Third Person POV

Anger Alexander felt, rushing over to his personal gym, putting on the boxing gloves, hitting the punching bag as hard as he could. Doing this for 3 whole hours.........

Next Morning~
Tatiana POV

Not having it within me to get up from the bed, I remained curled up, last night's events flashing before me. "Piccola" (baby) I hear, making me sob a little harder, "l brought you breakfast" he whispers, breathing out, "I'm just going to leave it here at the door" he says. Same happened with the afternoon, I still didn't feel like eating, leaving lunch on the door, pleading with me to eat, did he ever listen when I pleaded with him to do anything, I'm done with Alexander.

Waking up to only brush my teeth and take a shower I decided to remain in bed. Hearing the door open, "you invading my privacy now" I roll my eyes, the soothing motherly voice I have missed, "I have to since you won't eat" it said, immediately getting up, Elizabeth walking towards the bed, engulfing me in a motherly hug as I cried out, "he hurt me" I cry, "I know baby" she coos, crying in her arms. After sometime, releasing me, "but you have to eat my love" she smiles making me frown, bringing the plate over, opening it, a beautifully laid out chicken breast lay there, with Greek salad on the side. Taking a bite of the salad, the taste juicy, "this is really good Elizabeth" I compliment, "oh no honey I didn't make that" she smiles proudly, furrowing my brows, "Alexander can't cook for his life but he's the one who prepared your breakfast, lunch and the dinner you eating now" she says proudly, not wanting to say anything I continued on having my meal in silence........