Her Seduction

The captivation

|Melanie-Rose's p.o.v|

The air between us was still hostile and strange but not awkward. I woke up around seven am to see Elijah's burning gaze already planted on me. He still held that scared, uneasy look in his eyes and whenever he thought I'd got the slightest incline, he'd try to blink it away. We'd both stayed relatively quiet, not even a good morning mumbled. We knew what was coming but not knowing when it was to happen was worse than any fear at all.

Elijah assured me there are precautions put in place, that we were safe now. However, the sense of doubt and uncertainty was always going to be there for as long as Alejandro's alive. He will continue to haunt my dreams. I know how he works: I was with him for long enough. Although, blinded from that side of his life for so long, I wasn't completely naive.

"Elijah," He hums in response, not really in the mood for conversation. Especially, not the one we're about to have. "Alejandro uses explosives to attack. He's shit at any actual fighting, guns, weaponry he has a weak supply."

He smirks down at me, looking mighty impressed. "He doesn't have the best in the business supplying him mi amore." He taps the tip of my nose in a cute gesture that immediately brings a smile to my gloomy face.

I shake my head in an attempt to shake of the huge grin, "But, he can blow up this entire place if he catches word that this is where I am."

A quizzical look is bestowed upon him as he runs his hand through his messy locks. "Lets go take a shower." Not a request. Although, it never is from this bossy man.

We both strip down, disregarding any item of clothing we were previously wearing. I climb into the shower and switch the water on, a bad idea since it's freezing and I almost slip when jumping away. Luckily enough, he catches me just before I'm able to make contact with the hard ground.

"Careful now love. Wouldn't want you bruising the goods." He winks as i swat his chest, playfully glaring at him.

The water takes its time heating up, but when it finally does Elijah's head falls back, his eyes closing tightly. He allows the water to soak his hair and cascade down his mesmerising body, which never ceases to amaze me. Just as my eyes peek up to meet his, I'm welcomed by a storm that sends his eyes black. His pupils completely dilated.

He reaches his handout to me and as soon as my hand touches his, his grip is firm around me, pulling me into him so that my head is on his chest. "I- I can't lose you." He whispers quietly into my hair. His voice is muffled and if I didn't know any better I'd say there were muffled cries but surely not this is Elijah we're talking about.

"You're not going to. As long as you give me a reason to stay." I provoke. He is my reason to stay. Noticing, the progressive changes in his attitude and his overall character are what are keeping me here. Who am i fucking kidding, I love this man with every shattered piece of hope in my body. I've loved him since the moment my eyes first locked with his. I didn't know. no. I had no fucking idea that it could blossom into something like this.

Something like what my subconscious mocks me. The feelings aren't reciprocated and therefore mean nothing.

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After our steamy shower, Elijah announced he had work to do and that I shouldn't be wondering around the house alone. By that he means, stay put.

Usually, I'm not one to follow orders but something in the back of my mind is telling me not to test him at a time like this. A time where any slip ups can be crucial.

The sun set over 3 hours ago and I'm still yet to see anyone. He's had me cooped up in here like a prison.

Suddenly, the sound of raised voices and explosives startle me out of my thoughts. Gun fire sounds downstairs and as the noises get louder and louder one voice becomes more familiar. He was here and he'd come back with a vengeance. He was lusting over the revenge he saw fit to take. I opened the door with determination, I started this so I shall end it. I stood at the top of the banister, watching the chaotic scene before me unfold. His eyes met mine at the same time Elijah's did. The only difference was Alejandro's eyes glittered sadistically, whereas Elijah's held a certain plead.

"You want me now you've got me." I announce with a new found confidence. I thought I understood what I was doing. I can't even begin to explain how wrong that was. I had no fucking idea what I was doing when putting myself in the line of fire but I know why I was doing it.

I was doing it because I love him, and as much as he promises to protect me. It's not me who needs protecting, it's him from me. I've put him and his men in danger because I was too god damn selfish to run when he gave me the chance. I'd brought this battle on him, my battle and that was unfair but not completely unjustified. Alejandro has been my worst nightmare for months but now I'm left with a new nightmare. A nightmare that consisted of me losing Elijah in an unimaginable way. That scared me a whole lot more than facing Alejandro's wrath.

"Melanie-Rose." He brushed the lose strands of hair behind my ear as i resisted the urge to slap his hand away. The bile in my stomach becoming evident as it builds up, threatening to make an appearance any moment now. "My dear fiancee, you thought you could run from me? You thought I wouldn't find you?" He let out a sinister laugh, one that i remember from all those nights of torture.

My eyes flicker over to Elijah, who's eyes I've been trying to avoid since coming into contact with Alejandro. He looks defeated, the plead still evident in his eyes and in that moment I knew I'd lost him. But, that was okay because he'd be safe now. Safe from the damage i brought him and the constant pain. He remained silent but there was a commotion in his eyes. The fighting had stopped, as all men stood down, placing their weapons away, except Elijah who still held his gun high in the air.

"Get off my fucking property." He snides but that doesn't affect Alejandro at all.

"Of course." He states, holding his hands up in fake defeat. He edged closer to me before holding up a white cloth as pressing it against my mouth. The last recollection I have of that night being Elijah's hard eyes watching me as I fell in defeat and was dragged out.

Elijah's p.o.v

She left me. I promised to protect her and she put herself right in the lions den for what? To prove a point, to prove I couldn't fucking protect her. It had been hours since i watched her still body be carried out by her fiancee. Just seeing his hands on her had me ready to shoot him between the eyes but what good would that do? This was always going to happen, the outcome being inevitable to change. I throw the damn whiskey glass at the wall i'd been staring at. I watched as it slid down slowly before it was just a mess of the damage i'd caused.

I'm catapulted from my thoughts by the door being swung off it's hinges. A furious Isaac storming in.

He pulls me up by my collar, pinning me to the nearest wall. "You watched him fucking take her. You promised me she would be safe, that you would protect her you fucking asshole." His fist is fast as it comes in contact with my jaw. Another silhouette enters my office and quickly pulls Isaac away.

"Who the fuck are you?" I sneer. She was my light, she scolded me for being an ass but without her, I was back to being the cold monster she despised. But, how could that matter? She left me.

"I'm Isaac's brother." He says calmly. "I'm also Melanie's friends but more importantly I'm Alejandro's right hand man." His words catch me off guard and in seconds he's pinned to the floor.

"You let him fucking take her. You know what he did to her and you let her go back there." My fist comes into blows as the anger consumes my body.

"I'm also going to help you get her back asshole." He mutters, standing back up and wiping the blood that has accumulated under his nose with the back of his hand.

I slammed my fists onto the desk, doing anything to release the constant aching pain in my chest.

He raised a brow before continuing, "I know where she is but you're not going to get her back easily. Alejandro won't let you near her if he believes you're going to help her escape. You have to gain his trust, act like you're not in love with her and she was just your prisoner. Nothing more."  I don't love her do I? I'm not capable of loving anybody.

"I'm not in love with her." I yell forcefully. But who am i trying to convince?

Isaac shakes his head, clenching his jaw to hold back the clear hatred he's feeling towards me right now. Not that I blame him, I hate myself. "You fucking love her Elijah, the sooner you admit it to yourself the sooner we can get her back."

My eyes flashed in anger, widening as the realisation was hitting me like a shit ton of bricks. Of course i'm in love with her. "Lets do this."