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“You’re my prey, princess, and I will catch you.”
“I’m not scared of you,” I spit as I raise my hand to fight him. He catches my hand before I even reach him and the pressure he has on it hurts as his fingers dig into my flesh.
He chuckles.
“You should be.”
“I won’t break. You can torture me all you want.” He says nothing as he fists my hair between his fingers. I keep my head down but can’t bite my tongue.
“You’re sick and twisted. I hope you get what you deserve. I hope I never see you again once I get free.” I need him to know I'll never stop fighting, I’ll never stop trying to get free.
“Well, get used to this face, princess, because it’s the last one you will see until you take your last breath.” He yanks me up, forcing me to my knees like a ragdoll, my knees scraping across the floor as he does. I kick and scream trying to break free from his hold all while he lifts me, but he’s too strong.
“My brother will come.” He stops, eyeing me.
“He has no idea you’re here, princess.” My stomach falls knowing that no one is truly coming to save me. But I don’t miss that he knew about my brother.
He throws me over his shoulder, and I wince as my nipples drag across his shoulder as he maneuvers me to lay properly. I slap at him and scream as he carries me to the bed instead.
I know he’s asserting dominance showing me I’m his to do with as he pleases. I try to look around for anything, a weapon, a clue as to where I am, but he moves too fast for my eyes to adjust from this angle. It’s the same every time, there’s no way out.
Before I know it, he throws me on the bed and turns to shut and lock the door behind him. As he walks back, I launch off the bed and fly toward him, slapping and punching him as he catches me. My hands fly out fast doing whatever I can to hurt him.
I slap his face, and he grabs my wrist, trying to hold me still but I get my other one and yank on his hair, and my legs kick him at a weird angle, but I do whatever I can for him to not drop me. Finally, he does but I land on my tailbone and let out a welp as I land.
“Enough.” He yanks me up by my hair and drags me across the room. I scream as loud as I can, my throat hurts as I do, and I scratch at his arms as he drags me naked across the floor. I barely have any energy, but I find it to fight him. My nails scratch at his arm breaking skin. He curses as blood trickles down his arm. I smile at his pain. He pulls me up and I spit in his face as he grips my hair so tight my scalp burns. I yelp as I feel a chunk of my hair coming free.
He slams me against the wall, the impact taking the air from my lungs momentarily. His arm comes across my chest to hold me in place and the other wraps around my throat leaving no room to breathe, and I let out a hiss as the impact leaves me breathless.
He grabs a chain from the floor that I didn't even notice, and before I know it, he chains my leg and walks away.
I scream loudly, tugging on the chain.
“I’m going to enjoy sending every little piece of you to your father kitten.” he hisses.
He’s deranged.
“Let me out, you asshole,” I yell after him. I see him wink at me and then he’s gone. My breathing escalates and I sink to the floor and lay my head over my arms as I cross them on my knees.
What changed? Why hasn’t anyone found me yet? Is my father even looking for me? Question after question plagues me, and I can’t seem to stop the tears that run down my cheeks. I know he’s watching, he gets off on that, I bet.
I’m so hungry and exhausted. I lay down on the cold floor while I shiver and let sleep take me.
Maybe attacking him isn’t the smartest move. I don;t know what else to do. I need to come up with a plan for something that will get me out of here. I just need something, anything to use to wound him enough for me to run. But when I look around I can’t see anything. Why does my body heat whenever it’s around him but my heart keeps breaking? After today I know he plans on dumping my body somewhere my father will find it, and I'm not sure I want to know what he has in store for me.
I know the worst is yet to come. Being kidnapped was nothing. Jacob has a whole sick plan that involves my body and possibly pieces of it everywhere.
All I know is if I don’t shed his blood, he will make sure mine is shed all over the place.
I hearher let out a sound that doesn’t even sound human as she screams for me to let her out.
She’s still defying me, still testing me.
I punished her for two days and let her sit in those chains with no food or water, it’s a wonder she was conscious. She had enough energy to fight me, but the fight is what I love, the more she fights me the more my cock wants her.
I know I have to deal with her father, and I will in due time. His death warrant is coming; it is just a matter of when.
Savannah is a fiery little kitten with claws and the idea of taming her is like repenting all my sins.
