Bow down to your king part 2

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WARNING: abuse is present in this. If it bothers you I suggest skipping this chapter. If you or a loved one is experiencing abuse please seek out help. Hopefully none of you experience/have experienced this type of behavior. If you are/have experienced it please don't feel afraid to talk to me❤️

     You slept in bed, a tight armed wrapped around your stomach. He had his face buried in your hair and his other hand caressing your thigh.

     He was sleeping soundly, but you were not. Your mind had decided that it was going to present you with the most terrible nightmares possible.

     This problem inevitably awakened him. You were whining softly in your sleep along with quiet whimpers every few minutes.

     He looked at you frightened. "Shshshsh. Sugar it's a dream. It's ok, it's ok." He spoke tenderly, some would even say lovingly.

     Seeing that you were beginning to toss and turn now, he sat up and laid your head on his chest. Calming shushes came softly from his lips trying to calm your disturbed state.

    He could feel your eyes flutter open and the cold tears coming from them on his bare chest. You let out a shaken breath and feeling safe, closed your eyes once again.

     He smiled lightly, knowing that you were ok. He knew you that you thought of him as a villain. That he was evil for taking you. He also knew that you didn't know how much he truly loved you. That love for you ran deep. Deeper than you could ever imagine.

     He would protect you. No matter what came in his way.
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      You were beginning to wake up. You felt rather comfortable wherever you were. What ever you were laying on was warm and cozy, so you responded with a happy hum.

A small chuckle echoed throughout the large room. " I was wondering when you would wake my love."

     You'd recognize that voice anywhere. After realizing who it was you backed away without second thought.

     "Whoah there. It's ok. You had a nightmare last night. I was just calming you down." He said it in a quiet whisper so you would run off.

     " C'mon sugar. Let's head to breakfast." He beckoned toward the door as he began to climb off the bed.

      You just stood in the middle of the room afraid he would mistreat you if you didn't go. "Hey? What's wrong sugar?"

     Too afraid to tell him you just stood as still as possible and shook frightened.

    "Go on sugar. You can tell me." You slowly started to speak. "I-I j-just... I-I'm not h-hungry."

     You fiddled with your hands hoping you gave a believable answer. He shook his head. "I know you're lying to me (Y/N). I want the truth."

      There it was. The demanding tone you had learned to fear. The tone of voice that was a warning to what would come next if you didn't admit the truth.

      "I-I m-miss C-cl-cl-clint." The admission came out of your mouth like poison. He knew you were afraid. And that scared you even more.

     He looked at you with disappointment. "Why? Why would you miss your brother?! I've given you everything! Have I not?!" He backed you against the wall, you shaking in fear. "P-please s-s-sir I know you have, I-I-I just.."

      "Just what (Y/N)?!! I've given you everything! A home, warm meals! I've given you my damn heart! And this is the thanks I get?!!!!" Tears poored down your face from pure fear.

      "He's not coming back for you!" He grabbed your wrist. "Do you want to leave (Y/N)?! Is that it?!!" "N-no sir."

    "Don't fucking lie to me slut." He dragged you over to the bed and sat you up against the post.

     You curled up in a ball afraid of what he was going to do. He reached in the drawer beside the bed and pulled out a pair of cuffs.

    He harshly grabbed your hand a put one of the cuffs on it. Then he put the other one on the bed post.

     "I'm doing this because I love you sugar. I need you. That's why you're going to stay here all day ok?" He laid a kiss on your head ignoring the tears flowing down your face. "I'll be back later.

     He walked out the door leaving you in a shaky state.

    That's when the intruder alarms went off.

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