My Master, My Husband (BOOK 1)

Chapter 42- The choice

Fuuck! My neck freaking hurts! Oh wait, my entire body hurts, what the... I opened my eyes to see myself seated and tied to a chair. I felt dizzy and tired, I wanted to close my eyes and sleep again, but this wasn't the time for me to be lazy.

"Oh you're finally awake, I was afraid they overdosed you or something." A male voice with a very thick French accent said, and I followed the voice finding what could only be described as the second sexiest man alive. Of course Axel was the first one.

That man looked like a model or actor, with black hair perfectly combed, dark gray eyes, full and perfect eyebrows. His jawbone was perfect, I'm kind of repeating the word perfect too much, but yes, perfect. His body wasn't that bad either, I could set him up with Carmen or Marie, if he wasn't what I think he was.

"Where am I and who are you?" I tried to sound confident and not afraid, which I was the total truth, being kidnapped is not new to me. However, my voice sounded weak and small, maybe because of the drug they inyected me. He chuckled getting closer to me.

"You don't need to know, you're going to die anyways." Under other circumstances, his words would have scared the shit out of me but at the moment dying didn't sounded so bad after all. No, this definitely isn't me. I was still drugged.

I forced a loud laugh as my eyes rolled to the back of my head, and he looked amused almost terrified. "Oh please, don't make me laugh. Who are you anyways, are you the guy my brother is so afraid of?" His infinite frown made me clarify some things. "Ah, it's not my first time being kidnapped so yeah. And your face isn't helping you, I feel like I'm in a movie set meeting my favorite actor. Ah can you loosen those knots, my wrists are hurting." I know it's not normal for a person to be so chill knowing they have a possibility of dying, but for now, I'm way too tired to feel anxious or horrified, it's the drug I can feel it. Then he began to laugh, but I knew too well the laugh wasn't genuine.

"You're a weird one." He said, and his expression became dark and dangerous. So then I felt his fist hit my jaw with so much force that the chair fell over with me. Heck, it hurt like hell, but it only fed my anger more.

"Don't play with me you bitch." My blood began the process of boiling and as soon as he picked up the chair and put me on my previous position, I spit blood on his face.

"Well fuck, what a way to thank me! I just told you you're really attractive and this is how you pay me. Oh and you hit like a girl." He lifted his arm to throw a punch at me again so I prepared my other side for it.

"Stop, we need to wait for Boss instructions." Another male appeared as I let out a disappointing snort.
"Huh? You're not the boss? Such a waste--"
"Do we really need to wait? She's freaking annoying."
"But you know what? You're not worthy for Carmen, she deserves better--"
"We have to wait till the end of the day tomorrow to decide."
"And now that I take a better look at you, you're maybe the fifth sexiest not the second--"
"She's fucking weird, look she doesn't know how to shut her mouth."
"Well if you wouldn't had kidnapped me we wouldn't be in this situation, so your fault." His fist landed on my cheek this time, but the chair only shifted a little.
"Aw man, my husband hits me harder than you, and he's not even trained to be a killing machine like you. And also, he's number one." Not knowing when to shut up has always been a problem for me, like right now. Again, he hit me, but this time it knocked me out.

It was the drug. As I opened my eyes and lifted my head I felt a sharp headache as well as realization. I was kidnapped, by some French mafia that would hit a woman without any doubt. They didn't had to explain, I knew it, they were the mafia Dylan had the debt with, but the thing is, why kidnap me?
"You're awake again, great." The same handsome man from before sat in a chair that looked way more comfortable than the one I was tied to, said. I tried to speak until I noticed there was tape on my mouth, now what?
"You know, I've been looking for a pet for a while now, and the more I look at you the more I'm convinced you're the one." He walks towards me and every step he takes I feel how my body tenses more and more. I don't want to be his stupid pet, I have a freaking owner already. His hand touches my face and I felt instant repulsion and tried to shake him away but of course that didn't happened. At that moment I regretted wearing a skirt becase his other hand went up my thigh and stopped only millimeters away from my sex, my breath was caught in my throat.