Chapter 16 {Lemon Version}

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!!!Forced Lemon Warning is right here!!!!

There will not be a warning mark on this chapter since it is the lemon version of the last chapter. That is the only part that has been added to this chapter is the lemon!!

Alright Guys, here it is...A lemon. My first ever. I've done limes and they are so much easier, but not this one. It's the more sour fruit. The reason it has taken me so long to finish the chapter. Criticism is needed to help with future possible scenes like this. If you all enjoyed it and saw no issues, awesome. If something seems off putting or cringy, PLEASE let me know so I can use the feedback and correct the mistakes.

Last warning! This is a forced Lemon! Don't like, don't read!


IAN POV

As I approach the room that holds my sweet, I continue to think of the boy downstairs. I want to kill him, but maybe, just maybe I should keep him alive as leverage. Y/n is only acting out since she thinks she is the only one for me to torment. What if I can use him to my advantage?

My thoughts are disrupted when I hear the strange thumping become louder and coming from Y/n's room. Then I hear a shattering noise. My eyes widen and I take off for her door knowing exactly what was going on.

I bust the door down to see what I feared. The broken window, and along the jagged edges, I see blood. I run to the window and see my darling on the ground, sopping wet and checking herself. She must have landed in the pool. I watch her stand and decide to call to her. As soon as I do, she takes off running.

She will not get far, especially with the fence keeping her inside, so there is no need to run for her. I walk out of the room and make my way downstairs, purposely taking my time. I cannot help but think how I want her to go back to being my sweet little angel, not my careless devil.

I know I can cause her to have Stockholm syndrome, but what route to take her there is beyond me. I do not want to hurt Y/n; it was my sudden change that has caused her to act out anyway. It is not her fault. No, I want to try my original plan before I do anything else. I will try and go back to the way it was before....more or less.

I stop by the living room window and take a peek outside to see y/n.....and somebody else. I believe it's one of those annoying pests, i.e. her friends. Not liking what I see, I quickly activated the electricity to the fence to be sure he keeps his distance.

No longer waning to take my time, I rush outside to where she stands, the boy now gone.

"Y/n", I call out to her. I watch as she jerks her head in my direction, her beautiful eyes wide with fear that she should not have. It pains me to see her this way. I watch as she stands rooted to her spot, her body shaking and dripping wet.

"I- I'm sorry Ian, please don't be mad." I hear her whisper. How could I be mad though, the poor thing just looks so miserable and is all cut up from her escape attempt.

I step closer and let my hand trace her soft cheek. I let it slide to the side and tuck some hair behind her ear.

"Oh my sweet, how could I be mad with you? It was my change that has you acting out in this way. And look at you, soaking wet, covered in dried blood, it just wouldn't be fair." I tell her. "Come now, let us go back inside." I say and go to grab her hand when I notice her shift something behind her back. I tsk. Did she really think she could hide anything from me?

I stop and swing her around, my left hand wrapping around her waist and grabbing the item from behind her. Using what I can now tell is a pole from the closet, I grip it tight and use it to help keep her pinned to my body. My right-hand releasing to grab the other end of the pole to completely cage her against me.

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