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“M-m-maybe.” I quiver.
His nose brushes against my cheek and he grins down as he leans in so close his nose touches mine. This time it’s my turn to swallow as his stare bores into mine.
“Your reason for being here is none of your business. When I feel you should know, you’ll know.” He yanks my chin again but this time down so my eyes fall to his chest. He leans in, his mouth grazing my ear as he whispers, “You forget I own you now, princess. I’m free to do whatever I want with you, and like the good little puppet you are, you’ll take everything I give you.” I hear him lick his lips, but I stay put even though I’m shaking like a leaf, knowing he’s not done with me yet.
My breath catches in my throat as he brushes his lips over my cheek.
“If you disobey me in any way, I won’t hesitate to pierce your pretty little heart, princess. Trust me, your blood will look good on me.” He moves so I look at him, his fingers still clutching to my chin. His hand is firm but gentle at the same time, like he doesn’t really want to harm me but has to in some sick, twisted way.
“A-are you a killer?” I ask him.
“Yes, Savannah, and I’m the best.”
I nod, having lost my voice for a moment as I stare into the darkness of his eyes that seem to hold so little but so much at the same time.
“Learn to love the dark, Savannah. Trust me, it’s where you’ll be spending a lot of your time.” With that, he drops his hand, stands up, and leaves. I watch as he walks out leaving me behind without a care in the world. Am I that delusional that I want my captor to stay with me? What do I expect him to do, braid my hair? I can’t take anymore, and I collapse into myself and let my tears fall. I suck in a painful breath as a sob forces its way out.
I’m going to die here.
Wasshe so desperate for attention that she was willing to get it from me? I needed to remind her of her purpose for being here. My revenge is more important than some small amount of kindness. But fuck, seeing her so needy, so fucking hopeless, I couldn’t deny what it did to me. I wanted her, and I held back. My whole body thrums, I’m itching to take her but I know I need to wait.
She was pure, so fucking innocent when my fingers entered her sweet pussy the day, after I took her, it was fucking heaven on earth. The way her walls squeezed so tightly, I knew when my cock finally claimed her, she was mine for all eternity.
My plan was simply to keep her locked away, and when she needed to be punished, she would be. When my cock couldn’t take it anymore, I would fuck her to let her know I was in charge and my words were gold.
But shit wasn’t that simple anymore, That side of me, the immoral side, the one I have hidden for so long was trying to break free trying to tell me how fucked up this was.
I knew kidnapping Bishop’s sister wasn’t even close to being fair, and eventually he may kill me. Not only was he my boss, but I considered him a friend. After this I wasn’t sure, Bishop was known for eliminating threats and he didn’t take kindly to anyone hurting those he loved. Savannah may have been new in his life, but regardless, he wouldn’t show me mercy, but it was the right thing. My wife and daughter suffered. It was only fair she did too. That’s how I thought anyway. I knew it was fucked up and Savannah had no clue how evil her father actually was. Nor did she have any part in the depraved things he did. She was caught in between a battle of good versus evil or in my case evil verse the source of all fucking evil there ever was.
If she knew half the things her old man had done, she’d side with me any day.
Savannah may have nothing to do with this world, but she was still a mafia princess, one that I would claim, regardless of what happened.
I want to leave bruises across her skin, marks made by me that will forever be marred in her skin.
Turning the lock, the sound vibrates through me, Savannah is secure inside her new prison.
Opening the door, Savannah lets out a battle cry as she struggles against her restraints.
“You’re only hurting yourself, kitten,” I say.
“Don’t touch me,” she screams as I begin to walk toward her.
“Silence,” I snarl, rendering her speechless.
I know she’s confused, one minute she wants me to leave her alone, the next she doesn't want to be alone.
It’s because she’s always been protected.
Savannah’s lived a sheltered life, but her true fears are awakening inside her and she’s coming to terms that I might be one of those fears.
Undoing her chains, I force her to her feet. With a fight, I drag her toward the middle of the room where I have prepared a surprise for her.
I lead her under the chain, and lifting each arm, I lock them secretly in place. Once both arms are above her head and chained together, she looks up and gasps.
“It’s time you see the real me, kitten. This will be your punishment every day.”
Her eyes fill with tears, and I see her swallow in fear. She’s about to experience my punishing touch.
