The front door of the cabin slams open, in stomps Lane. He has a firm grasp on Katie's bicep, dragging her behind him. He roughly drags her to their bedroom. The gang slowly follows after them with caution. Lane roughly opens door and pushes Katie inside their bedroom.
"Put some clothes on!" Lane growls at her, "Come see me in my office when you're decent."
The crime lord slams their bedroom door shut, storming down the hallway to his office. Katie hears the door of his office slam shut. She quickly takes her clothes off, putting on a sweater and jeans with converse. The blonde takes a step out into the hallway, seeing Rebel standing there worriedly.
"You shouldn't have done whatever you did." Rebel tells her, "Boss is really mad at you."
No kidding. Katie arches a brow and nods.
The two girls walk to Lane's office, the blonde taking her time. When they arrive at the door, Katie can feel Lane's eyes through the door. Waiting for her to sweep in. She takes a deep breath in and opens the door. As she opens the door, the blonde's green eyes lock with blue balls of fire that burns in Lane's eyes. He leans against his desk, his hands gripping he edge.
Katie turns to Rebel, who gives her a worried look. "I can handle it. Don't worry."
"But I do." The mixed African-American girl's eyes grow wide, her mouth gasping.
A firm hand yanks Katie back and the office doors slam shut.
"I was getting to it!" Katie turns to Lane, seeing his anger up close. It terrifies her. "Lane..."
"You deliberately disobeyed me!" Lane barks in her face, making her take a step back. "I told you what to wear and what not to and yet you still wore the one hung that made you look...look..."
"Made me look what?" Katie shrugs, "Hot?"
"Cheap." Lane answers her, his words venomous. "Shit! They were looking at you and they whistling like you're some...some...shit! I can't even think, you pissed me off so bad!"
"I was fine." Katie tells him, trying to watch her tone. "Everyone else was okay with it but you."
Lane pins her against the wall, his nose inches from hers. He jabs a hard finger at her chest, making her jerk away from him
"If I hadn't already told you that I didn't want you wearing it or what to wear, I'd just be embarrassed." Lane growls at her, "But the fact you deliberately wore it anyway just to piss me off-don't even try to deny it!-You wanted to get back at me because I told you no. Well, guess what! I' m in charge! I'm boss!"
Lane spits the word 'boss' in Katie's face, making her face scrunches up as if she's going to break down into tears. Fear rises in the blonde's chest. Lane doesn't see it over his own boiling anger.
"Nobody tells me what to do or how to do it! I give the orders and you take them!" Lane growls, his nose bumping against hers. "And just because I shoved my cock inside that tight, little pussy of yours doesn't automatically mean that you're entitled to open that big fat mouth of yours and start barks orders like you own me! You're not my master! I'm your master! I own you!"
Katie sucks in breaths, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I thought we ow-owned each other? I thought we were one-"
Lane turns away from her, walking back to the front of his desk. He grabs the edges of the desk and hangs his head, his broad shoulders hunched. Katie tries to gain the courage to speak but fails. She cries softly, covering her mouth.
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She Belongs To Him
Fanfiction"I was safe the entire time, wasn't I?" Katie slowly asks, "I'm not trying to be cocky or anything, I'm just asking." Lane rolls his eyes as if it should already be obvious, looking back out onto the damp woods in annoyance. "What do you...
