Legion

Chapter 3

"We specifically told you a middle aged man, and you bring back this"

By now we were in some sort of office, my hands were tied, but I could still see. I was told not to speak, which was quite a big ask when I reasonably had hundreds of questions

Ahead of us was a long wooden desk, behind it sat a man with the same mask that everyone else had covering his face

"I would've never expected anything like this from you"

"I'm sorry, I did as I was told, took who had the phone"

"Well it's too late for apologies, you know I don't like mistakes"

Despite being told not to speak, I felt like butting in seeing as this was my fault

"You can't blame him, I picked up the phone, I was being nosy"

"I thought I told you to not speak" ace whispers in my ear

"Disobedient one is she?"

"She has a name" I say back with a bitchy tone

Ace in response nudges me causing me to shut up

" 3 months" Logan says

"3 months what? For what?"

"You keep the girl, I like her, I think she'll keep you great company" he says a hint of sarcasm

"You work together and find who we're actually looking for" he sounded a bit too excited at his own idea.

"Or?" Ace says

"She dies and you're fired"

...dies

"Okay thank you" ace calmly says

How is he calm

"Wait why are you calm he-" I try to add in as Ace attempts to get me to leave the room

"Thanks for your time Logan" Ace says practically pushing me out of the door

"My pleasure" he says back, I can tell he's smiling under the mask

"You can just-" just as I was speaking, ace covers my mouth dragging me out of the room.

The second the door closes, the mood completely changes

"What the fuck was that" he says backing me up to the wall

"I-"

"I told you to be quiet for a reason" he sighs
"You're lucky he didn't shoot you right then and there"

"I'm as mad as you that I have to follow you around for 3 months, but if you don't want me to be a complete and utter bitch then let me have some freedom"

He inhales

"If I tell you to do something, you do it and if I tell you not to do something, you don't do it"

I get closer to his face
"I would so slap you around the face if my hands weren't tied together"

He wrapped his hand around my hair and began pushing me down the corridor

It made me concerned that the surrounding people weren't phased by what was happening to me

What sort of business was this?

"Let go of me!"

"If you talk when I tell you not to again, I'm going to have to get some punishment system going"

Oh so he's a kinky one

"Don't get any ideas, my type of punishment is no good for a day"

Oh