My breath rushes out of my lungs with every step I take, I feel my heart pounding in my chest as blood rushes around my body to keep my limbs moving. My legs feel heavy with each step, my eyesight slightly off from the vodka.
I shake my head to clear it, I look over my shoulder and see the guard I was just talking to point in my direction, as Nixon interrogates him. I clench my teeth. "Traitor" I whisper. I come to a stop and look around my surroundings. I notice I've run very far from the house, the forest that surrounds the manor is dark and brooding, I feel goose bumps ripple across my flesh, Nixon probably buries people here. The tress are tall and thick and leaves the darkest green I've ever seen. "Annora! You better stop playing cat and mouse sweetheart or things will get really bad." Nixon's deep voice penetrates through the forest causing me to stand still. Holding me breathe, I listen, even the birds have stopped their song. Only the rustle of leaves can be heard, I slowly step forward, eyes daring in every direction. I feel Nixon's presence everywhere but I have no idea where exactly he is. I crouch down low, my heat ponds in my chest because I know if i get caught I'm basically signing my death certificate. I hear a leave crunch to my left, my head snaps in that direction and I stare intensely, watching and waiting to see if there is movement.
After another few minutes of silence I begin to calm down, this can mean one of two things. One either Nixon had walked in the opposite direction away from me or he knows exactly where I am and he is hunting me and waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Slowly I get up from my crouch and scan the area around me. I see a flash of black to my right and I panic, Nixon emerges from the trees with a cruel smile of his face. "Now I'll admit, you little escape attempt was cute but times up Kitten." He walks slowly towards me as he says each word. I'm scared and no doubt Nixon knows that but I have to do something. "Nixon look, I know you are mad I smashed up your shit, I'm sorry okay" With each word that comes out of my mouth I step backwards. Nixon raises his eyebrows at me. " Oh believe me, I'm beyond mad. That 'shit' you broke cost more than 10 million dollars, in a couple of years it would be worth double." His voice takes on a dark edge. I gulp, knowing I messed up. " Okay, okay. I hear you man, I messed up big time but you have to understand, I was angry. You are holding me here like a prisoner. You give me no explanation apart from you say I'm yours. What does that even mean? I don't know." I let out a puff of air as I finish.
Nixon stops his approach towards me, a calculating look on his face. "Your telling me you can't comprehend the words 'Your mine'. Well sweetheart, let me break it down for you, real simple." Nixon pulls his lips into a devilish smirk at the end of his sentence, my pulse speeds up as he now stands toe to toe with me. My hands start to shake, sweat forms and I feel it run down my back. Common Annora, your a grown women for fuck sake, stand up for yourself. Taking a deep breathe, I raise my hands before Nixon can do anything else, " Nixon mate..." before I am even given a chance to finish my legs carry me in the opposite direction of Nixon. It's like my mind no longer controls my body, and right now my body is telling my body to get the fuck out of here. This only confirms my body does not care about our well being and that its a scared little bitch.
Nixon growls in the background which only frightens me more, I hear his heavy footsteps behind me, it will take him seconds to catch me. I can't believe I ran again, he's going to kill me for sure. But how can I act responsibly if i have been kidnapped, my mind is going crazy and of course the only thing I want to do is get away from this crazy fucker. So lost in reasoning with myself, I forget there is a crazy lunatic behind me until I am tackled to the ground. Nixon's weight crushes me, keeping me on the ground. He breathes heavily into my neck, my legs and arms move frantically trying to get him off me. I feel strong hands grab my arms pinning them next to my head. At this time no words have been spoken, "Nixon.." I start but I'm cut of harshly by the stare Nixon's dark eyes give me. " There are no words that can save you Annora, you hear me" Nixon snarls into my ear. Okay, so he's pretty angry. I look with wide eyes at his face. Nixon's jaw is clenched and his eyes staring mercilessly at me. My heart pumps loudly in my chest "Look, how about we talk like adults and sort this out and lets start by you getting off me because you are crushing my chest " My voice is light, trying to ease the tension. I laugh nervously, waiting for an answer.
Nixon chuckles but it's anything but warm, however he slowly gets up so he is straddling me. Me being the idiot I am, I start to get up as well, not noticing the dark look in his eyes. Suddenly Nixon's hand shoots out and grabs a fist full of my hair, yanking it back. I let out a grunt from the force of it. Tears form in my eyes, as my scalp burns, my hand grips Nixon's wrist, nails digging into his skin, hoping he will loosen his unforgiving hold on my hair. I look up at Nixon, with blurry eyes, I see a cruel smile on his sinful lips, his eyes hold a malicious glint. " I think you have forgotten who is in charge in this relationship, sweetheart. " Nixon purrs. " Please.." I beg, not knowing what i'm begging for, my fear getting the best of me. His face is so close to mine, I can taste breath, his smile grows at the sound of my plea, "Please what? My sweet Annora" Nixon taunt, frightens me more. My body shakes under him, my skin clammy. " I'm sorry.." I start in a whisper but Nixon cuts me off.
" Shhhh, little kitten. It's okay" Nixon rests his forehead on mine as he quietens me. My breath stalls and tears fall down my face. "But you must face consequences for your actions, my love. My wife cannot act like this, especially if we are to raise children together." Nixon soothes as he raises his forehead of mine. After hearing this, I start to panic. I shake my head frantically " No" shapes my lips and fills the air. "No no no no no... I can't, not with a killer like you" The words flow from my lips before I can even comprehend them. Nixon's smile drops from his mouth and a crazy look takes place. "I'm sorry what did you say, kitten." His grip on my hair tightens further, bruising deep into my scalp. His other hand wraps around my throat, squeezing without mercy. My eyes bulge out of their sockets. My windpipes crushing under the pressure of Nixon's hand. My hands frantically scratch, punch and pinch anything they can grab on to. My lungs scream for air, unknown sounds make their way past my lips. Nixon looks in a daze, a smile graces his face at my desperate attempts to free myself.
"You have no control Annora, not with me. I am your god, your devil, your savior and your capture. I own you, every inch of your body, mind and soul is mine to do with as I please. You are mine, my soon to be wife, my slave and forever my prisoner. There is nothing you or anyone can ever do about it." Nixon seethes, veins screaming and face red. Black spots fill my vision, his words slowly filling my mind. My movements get sloppier with each hit. Desperately I grab onto his hair and yank it as hard as I can. Nixon curses, his neck straining from my hold. I feel my body slowing getting numb, my lungs still burning, with one last attempt I go for his eyes, poking each as hard as I can. When I feel the pressure on my neck lifted it takes me seconds to remember how to breathe again. I gasp heavily, hands going to my neck, my body rolling onto my side. I hear Nixon in the background, cursing and raging. Slowly my vision comes back. The forest leaves swaying softly in the wind. I look to my side and see Nixon crouched, hands over his eyes, claw marks litter his skin. My throat hurting with each breath I now draw. I can't find strength in my legs but I know I must move.
I roll onto my tummy and drag myself on the cold forest floor. Each pull and tug a strain, my body not responding. Tears fall down my face and into my mouth, the saltiness the only thing I can taste. I look over my shoulder and see Nixon getting up again, wiping blood from his eyes. He smirks at my crawling figure, blood on his teeth. I start to heave heavily and will my body to move faster. A laugh echos through the air, chilling me to the bone. "No" I cry as I crawl faster. I hear footsteps before I see them. Leaves crunching under Nixon's weight. Shoes now fill my vision, I cry now hysterically. My pleading fills the air, Nixon grips my hair again, pulling me up to meet his crouching figure. I flinch away from him, my knees barely supporting my weight. I look into his eyes and see my scared face. I shake my head, the only thing I can do. "This will be the last time you see the outdoors, smell the fresh air, hear the birds sing because where you are going my love, there is only darkness, there you will learn to obey and love me. It is just a matter of time and when it comes to you my sweet Annora, I have all the time in the world. even If I have to break every bone in your sweet body, I will. There is nothing I won't do, to your family, your friends, even you. You are mine."
This is the last thing I hear, Nixon's killer smile the last thing I see before he knocks me unconscious with his fist. hell is not a place after death, hell is now, with Nixon.
Hellooooooo Readers, hope you all have a wonderful Xmas and a great start to the New year. Chapter 12 is done, so please enjoy. Leave a like and a comment and let me know what you guys think about this book so far. Thank you for reading and I'll see you all soon. As always, Until next time xx
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RomanceNixon Lerento is a man who cares for no one, who bows down to no one. He lives in a world where it's HUNT or be HUNTED and he most certainly was not one to be hunted. But what would you expect from a Mafia boss. His cold demeanor, expressionless ma...
