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“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” The man scolded, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
“What do you want?” I said through gritted teeth.
His eyes lit up. “What do I want? Well, perhaps if you’d prefer my men didn’t desecrate your little flower, maybe you’d prefer to do it?”
“What do you want?” I spat.
“If you want to prove to me she is indeed your wife,show me.” His eyes were glimmering, as if he’d just come up with the idea.
My chest rose with tight, uneven breaths.
“You bastard.” I spat. And the next few moments whizzed by us.
“If you’re not inclined to cooperate…” He motioned to the men and one pulled out a knife and slid it into the space between the buttons on her shirt, and one by one, he sliced the buttons off, further shredding her clothing. Leaving her shirt open and exposed, as he ran the blade down her chest, she cried out as he let the blade break the skin. Finally, in one quick motion, slid the knife under the fabric of her bra, and ripped it open, leaving her completely exposed to all the hungry eyes in the room. “I’m sure she’ll be compliant by the time we give her back to you.” The man said. “If she lasts that long.”
“Mason.” Emma screamed with such force I thought I might dissolve from the sound. “Mason, don’t let them take me.” She fought against the men holding her, but didn’t gain an inch of ground. That terror filled her eyes again.
“Fine.” I roared.
The man’s eyes glimmered again, and he motioned towards the gun in my hands, which I reluctantly laid down on the ground, and then he nodded towards Emma. The men released her, shoving her roughly to the ground, and I closed the distance between us and pulled her into my arms.
“Don’t let them take me, Mason.” She trembled as she said it over and over again. I pulled her tightly against me, covering her chest from all the watching eyes.
I turned her around, with my back to the men in the room, and pulled her face into my hands and forced her to look at me. She just nodded with understanding. I whispered to her, “We can find another way.” She nodded into the room, and I looked over my shoulder as the walls became covered with soldiers as they lined up against them, filling the open space against the walls, and a shiver went up my spine at the realization.
“You won’t mind if we watch.” The man stated, as he leaned against a table.
I turned back to Emma. “I won’t touch you unless you ask me to.” My heart was breaking.
Her lower lip trembled. “If you don’t, they will.” Her eyes went wide as an armed man approached.
“Don’t you fucking take another step.” While I no longer had weapons on me, I must have sounded menacing because the man didn’t.
The man in charge checked his watch. “I’ve got a busy day, get on with it, or I’ll let them have her before I execute her.”
“You’re going to fucking pay for this.” I growled.
Emma reached up and grabbed my face in her hands, suddenly looking at me, as if she wanted to sootheme. “Just pretend it’s last night. I’ll be ok, I promise. We just have to get through this.”
Fuck.
But what I didn’t have the truth to tell her was, even if we did play their little game, they might still try to take her anyway. I gritted my teeth. If they did try to take her, it would be over my dead body.
I warily eyed the cot in the corner and backed her up to it and gently laid her back onto it. Disbelief sweeping over me, at what I was about to do, what Ihadto do.
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EMMA
“I’m not goingto let anything happen to you, Emma. No one’s going to take you.” Mason gently scooted me up on the cot, gripping me under the shoulders. “Eyes on me,” Mason instructed. “Only on me.”
My lungs burned, my throat burned, the tears in my eyes burned. My chest burned from where the knife had broken the skin. But most of all, my pride burned, for not listening to Mason, for not taking his warnings seriously enough. I had been stupid, so, so stupid.
Lost in my own mind for a moment, a myriad of emotions raced through me. Fear, defiance, determination, uncertainty, shame.
Such shame that I had left when he told me not to. And another shame too, shame that as I laid on this dirty cot with Mason looming over me, that I couldn’t help but feel the heat between my legs blooming. Despite the watching eyes, despite the danger, and maybe because of the danger, my adrenaline and desire bubbled to the surface.
I trusted Mason wholeheartedly.
