Saved By The Devil

Here to Stay

Layla's POV
I awoke as the sun began to shine through the large uncovered windows. I felt really groggy, as if I were still dreaming. I laid perfectly still, hoping the bits and pieces I could remember of last night were in fact that, just a dream. I decided I would open just one eye to confirm that it was, that this was all a dream and I was home safe in my bed. Instead I opened my eyes to see unfamiliar surroundings and I knew instantly that the nightmare was real. I immediately tried to pop up to make a run for it only to realize one arm was handcuffed  to a nightstand that was bolted to the wall. "Fuuuuck" I cried. "Calm down baby" I heard in that same devilish tone that had convinced me to have one last drink the night before. I looked across the room to see him siting in a chair with his eyes fixed on my while stroking his face. "Damn girl, you even sexier in the morning" he said with a smirk. "Please let me go" I pleaded. "I will" he said, "but you're going to want to stay." "I promise you I won't, you sick motherfucker" I spat. He just looked at me and laughed as he began to shuffle around the room. I looked down as a wincing pain shot through my body that began in my private area. I noticed that there were spots of blood on the white linens and comforter. This made me yank harder at the handcuff. "Relax, I have something to show you, and once I do, you can leave" Evan said with a straight face.
He walked over to the bed with a small digital camera and instructed me to look. I immediately noticed the naked girl in the video was me. I turned my head away and began crying. I just couldn't bear seeing myself used in that way. Evan turned up the volume and I could hear myself moaning in pleasure.  This caused him to laugh hysterically. "Does that sound like a woman that doesn't want to be fucked?" he scoffed while keeping his eyes locked on me. "But I don't remember any of that" I protested. "It doesn't matter now" he stated coldly. "You have a decision to make."

"Option 1" he went on, "you can stay here and I will provide everything you need financially, but you will belong to me. Option 2, if you choose it, will destroy you. I will send copies of this video that shows you fucking and sucking like the slut you are to everyone you know. I mean that, your parents, your friends, your co-workers. Hell, I'll even post it on gram baby so my hundreds of thousands of followers can see how you get down" he said slithering closer to me. "I'll give you an hour to make your decision" he stated dryly before walking out the room and locking the door.

I sat there dumbfounded with trickles of blood streaming down my legs. I wanted to scream but I was just too exhausted. I laid back in the bed and cried silently not knowing what to decide. How did I end up here with this monster ......

Author's Note
Awwww shit nah! What is poor Layla going to decide???

Find out in the next chapter 😬😬😬

P.S. August will be showing up in the book soon. Stay with me, shit is about to get real! 😳

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