Mimicry
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A hand wrapped around her throat, lifting her out of bed and into the air.
A man was there, or Emery assumed it was a man, considering the black mask that covered the upper part of his face, and the room engulfed in darkness.
"You're coming with me and I suggest you do so quietly." He hissed, tightening his grip slightly.
She furrowed her eyebrows, then grabbed his hand, prying it off of her with surprising strength before choking out, rubbing her neck while glaring.
"Damn, okay, babe." She coughed, but still managed to add a flirtatious tone to her words, continuing with a grin, "At least buy me dinner first."
She was still hammered from drinking earlier, so her filter was nonexistent.
She felt the cool blade of a knife against her neck, further complicating things.
"we're leaving."
The woman sighed.
She could get out of this easily, an elbow to the throat, but she wanted to see where it led.
After all, she hasn't been out of the house in a few days, and Justin was with his sugar daddy in Florida until Tuesday, so she was lonely.
"Fine, but only because I dont have anything better to do." She muttered as he dragged her through the door.
"Hey, sparky, can I grab a drink from the kitchen real quick? I haven't drank water in like two weeks. Just straight vodka after vodka, if you know what I mean."
"Do you think this is a joke?!" The man growled out, pushing his body against hers and slamming her back into the wall.
The back of her head received the greatest impact, tiny black dots clouding her vision for a moment, but she ignored it, reassuring herself it couldn't be that bad.
Although her arms were pinned above her head by one of his hands, and his other was holding the knife to her throat, she couldn't help but crack another joke.
What? She was hammered and had zero filter.
"Well, well, isn't this a compromising position,"she smirked up at him, the cold look on his face amusing her tremendously.
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.... "Who do you think you are coming into my house and throwing around your accusations?" She repeated enraged. "What right do you think you have over me, you... you... you monster?" She finally spat out. She couldn't bring herself to insult him as he insulted her for she knew that she was in fact betraying him and hurting him and she couldn't leave him going to her death with an insult. The tears she had kept in check up until now, that she refused to shed even when she was in danger and being threatened by Matt came rushing now falling onto the floor. Dean approached her, his anger still blinding him. He abandoned his food on the desk and got in her face. Backing her to the wall so abruptly. He cupped his hand in her now disheveled hair and looking at her sparkling eyes he whispered angrily, "This is the right I have over you," an instant before he crushed his lips to hers. His harsh grip imprisoned her against the wall not allowing any movement as his other hand came to her face to caress her cheek. This kiss that started vengeful abruptly changed in tone and turned into aching gentleness as the anger seeped from both their bodies and converted into the electrifying attractiveness they had felt since the very first moment. The marriage of lips deepened as the fusion of souls said everything: the love, the hurt and regret. "This is the right I have over you." He repeated interrupting the kiss to gently look into her eyes. "Tell me that you know it." He ordered enamored gripping her shoulders unintentionally tightening his grip on her arms. "Say that you feel it too." He ordered again shaking her roughly.
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