His Possession

Chapter Forty:

EMILY'S POINT OF VIEW:

My body jerked upright, only find my hands bound behind my back and my mouth covered in a thin piece of tape. I blinked multiple times in attempts to get my vision back to normal, only to find myself in the back of a dirty van that was travelling at high speeds.

"Eh, Jacob, she's awake." My eyes flicked over to the strange man who sat across from me, causing me to shrink back against the van wall and search around for something to use as a weapon against these guys.

"She's small, deal with it." My body smushed against the wall away from the man who I'd never seen before. He looked younger than the rest, and had fiery red hair and green eyes. He was attractive, but not my taste.

"Are you going to fight me?" I shook my head rapidly and he moved to remove the tape from my mouth. He ripped it off in one swoop and I gasped for air, trying to suck in as much as I possible could.

I glanced over and noticed the same man sitting in the driver seat, his eyes flicking into the rear view, sending me a wink before glancing back towards the road. I cringed and look back at the redhead.

"My name is Aldo, you must be Emily." He tried to greet in a friendly manner but I was in no mood for small talk. My eyes continued to scan around the van in a frantic manner. I was looking for an escape route, or something that I could use as a weapon. His eyes seemed to bore onto me, and I felt it, turning my head back towards him cautiously. "She's trying to find an escape route." I heard him say and my jaw tightened in anger.

He must've seen my frantic eyes darting about the van and my look of concentration on my face.

"Take care of it." I heard Jacob's thick accent call out from the front.

Aldo moved towards me and I flinched back into the wall again, trying to duck away from him. But it was useless, his frame was small but he was strong. He managed to overpower me in seconds and press another cloth against my nose, forcing me to inhale deeply. "I'm sorry, Pimpi." His face became blurry and my eyes rolled back.

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I felt my body twitch as I came back into consciousness, feeling my stomach knot up in pain. Realization soon hit me and I found myself still in the back of the van, although it had stopped moving and I heard doors behind opened and closed.

I stilled and pretended as if I was still knocked out, hoping to gain some leverage on my kidnappers. I heard the voices speak from outside the van, and I cracked my eye open to see if Aldo was still in the back with me. Which, he wasn't. I smiled and pushed my head back down, stilling completely.

"Damon's going....fun." I heard the muffled voices, only hearing parts of the conversation. "The bitch...spat on me." I strained to listen to their conversation, but it was difficult through the thick van walls.

"She..seems...nice-" I heard Aldo's voice come out all distorted.

I strained further, "Cunt. You deal with-" I furrowed my brows in confusion. Had he called me a cunt? I clenched my jaw and relaxed my body, hearing the van door slide open and light flood into the small grungy space.

"She's Damon's toy, not mine." I heard Aldo say softly and some rustling around.

"I wouldn't mind messing around with her for a bit, teach this cunt a lesson." I cringed at his words and felt a hand grab ahold of my ankle. It was time. I kicked out my leg in less than a second, hitting my attacker in the chest and knocking him on the ground. I heard the rough sound of a body hitting the pavement and a slew of curse words.

I sat up in a second and saw Aldo glaring at me. He dove for me and I kicked out my feet again, since I my hands were still bound behind my back. He grunted when my blow landed on his cheek and stumbled backwards, leaving the exit for the van clear.

I saw Jacob trying to stumble up to his feet, clinging onto his chest and shooting daggers at me. I let out a shrill cry and jabbed my foot into his crotch before he could fully stand up, causing him to yell and fall back.

I took this as my chance, and bolted down the driveway, stumbling along the way since I wasn't wearing any shoes and my hands were bound still. My lungs screamed for oxygen as I bolted down the long driveway, searching for a place to hide or escape to.

I heard the faint sound of curse words escaping Jacob and Aldo's mouth, causing my legs to pump faster and my heart race to quicken.

My feet stung as the rocks dug into them, but I tried to ignore it. The driveway was long, and I needed to make it out before I even had a chance of getting away fully. But my heart soon crashed when I heard the thudding of shoes behind me.

"Fuck!" I let out a sharp cry when I was tackled to the hard ground, my face smashing against the pavement and my head spinning painfully.

I screamed again and wiggled beneath the heavy man on top of me. His chest was pressing into my back painfully, forcing me against the hot ground. "Get the fuck off me!" I cried and thrashed about, only to have his hand shove my face against the pavement again.

"You're in for it now." He cursed and got up off me. I tried to twist around to my feet, but before I could he grabbed my bound hands and hauled me off the ground. He twisted them painfully and forced me to stand in front of him, pushing me back towards the large house.

LUCA'S POINT OF VIEW:

"I don't care how many fucking men it takes, I want her back." I screamed as I entered into the house, hearing the clacking of my men following me.

"Luca." I heard Tyler rasp behind me.

I spun around and faced him, my jaw tightening and my eyes narrowing. "What."

He straightened, "If we make too rash of a move, he will kill her. You know this. You know him better than anyone here." He rubbed his neck slowly, his eyes locking onto mine. "We need to plan this out carefully. Or even wait for his first move." Tyler mumbled the last part, causing me to step onto him.

I cocked my head to the side, "Wait for his first move? Wait for him to kill or torture Emily?" I hissed in mock question. "He will destroy her. He will make his men rape her and watch, just to hurt me." I ran my hand through my hair in frustration.

"There has to be a reason why he took her. There has to be. Damon will reach out to you today, if not tomorrow. This is how he works, remember? He will make you worry, distressed, and then break you down to giving him what he wants." Tyler explained and I considered his words. He was right. Damon would try and do something like that. He was manipulative. He would make me wait, leaving me to worry and then try and get what he wanted while I was a mess. 

I nodded in agreement, "For now, I want men searching around the grounds, just in case anything was left behind. Storming his front door won't do no good. You're right." I softened my eyes, feeling the worry now eat up in my stomach. "I'll be upstairs, devising a plan." I turned back on my heels and disappeared up towards my office.

EMILY'S POINT OF VIEW:

Jacob shoved me forward hard, causing me stumble on my own feet and fall to the ground. He chuckled in fake pity and hauled me off the ground again, being rougher than needed. He pulled me close to him for a second, "You're going to be so much fun, Pimpi." He mocked against my ear, causing me to shake my head rapidly and jerk away from him.

I noticed Aldo stumbling to keep up with our fast pace, and blood trickling down his cheek. His eyes were narrowed in anger and he rubbed his bleeding cheek gingerly.

"It's going to be fun to watch you die." I hissed in return as we stepped up the few stairs to Damon's entrance. My heart started beating faster against my chest, and the fear was really starting to eat away at me now.

"Are you sure about that, Pimpi? Because you're the one walking into the Devil's home." His thick accent rasped with amusement, causing me to shiver and cringe.

Short little chapter, but I will update again tonight! I hope you guys enjoyed :)