A Gift of Innocence

Chapter 5

Ryker's POV:

    I was so mad walking out of that room I just wanted to punch anyone who came near me. I went straight into my office to see if the contract had been emailed to me yet or not.  Getting onto the computer I took a look at my new emails.  I needed to get this done so I can move onto my other jobs.  As expected, there was one from the lawyer. I opened it up and read through it word for word, making sure there were no loopholes anywhere that could cause any problems.  Of course, it does not say anywhere in there that I have to let him live. Which is why I plan on torturing him to where he will sign anything I put in front of him.  The contract states in a nutshell that he will give me his daughter, Renée Alaina Rodriguez, as my wife.  Of course he made sure to use large words and complicate the paragraphs that way this i***t doesn't actually know what he is reading if he does end up reading some of it prior to signing.

    I get it printed off and head down to the warehouse to get the signature while having some fun to relieve my stress.

    I folded the paper up and put it in my jeans and walked into the cell where he was still on the piece of wood where I left him, now with his arm nailed to the wood in two places.  He was a sleep so I walked over and smacked him real hard in the face.

    "Whoa wha...what the!" He mumbles as he is waking up.

    "Good morning princess!"  I smirk at him while I walk over to the table and get out some more tools. 

    "What are you doing?"  He looked rather surprised that I was getting anything out of the drawers. Like I was supposed to not touch him at all even though the contract hadn't been signed yet.

    "I'm going to have some fun of course."

    "But, what about my daughter!  We need to discuss this more."  He pleaded, trying to get me to stop what it was that I was getting ready to do.

    "I already know what I want, marriage and zero contact with you or the rest of her family"

    He started shaking his head, almost spitting while he talked.

    "No, no. I said her innocence.  You can take her virginity.  I never said marriage with no contact."

    "And I said, marriage and no contact or no agreement at all!" I turned around with a pair of scissors in my hand.  Closing and opening them as I walked over to him.

    "W-What are you going to do!"  He yelled.

    "Like I said, have some fun till you agree."

    I walked over and put my hand on his head to hold it still.

    "Stop! Wait!"

    I wasn't listening, I didn't care. I was going to do this regardless of if he decided to sign. I needed some good ole torture today.  I put the scissors up to his ear and I started to squeeze, slowly and hard.

    "AAAAAAHHHHHHHH"  He screamed as loud as he could with tears flooding his face as I started cutting his ear off.

    He tried to stop me but I had a firm grip on his head and I wasn't letting him go till I was done. The blood started pouring out and splashing on the floor. He was screaming worse now then when I put those nails into his arm.

    Once the ear was off and it fell to the floor, I took the scissors back over to the table. He was crying and screaming at the same time.  I grabbed the hammer and walked over to his arm.  Hooking the hammer to the nail in his arm I started to pull.

    "AAAAAAHHHHHH"  He tried not to wiggle but wasn't able to control himself.  I'm sure the arm was starting to heal around the nail by now, it had been almost a week since I hammered them in.  Once one nail was out I set it on the table and went back to the one that was in his wrist.  Fresh blood was oozing out of his arm.  I started to pull the next nail out, slowly.   Screaming again, giving me so much joy in what I was doing.  Once that nail was out I set that one on the table with the other one.

    "Okay! Okay!  Marriage, you can have marriage but you have to let us see her!"

    "What are you not getting here!  This is not a negotiation."

    I walked over to the table and grabbed a blade.  I took it over to his other arm that I hadn't touched yet and set it along his arm.  I looked over at him to make sure he was still with me and saw what I was getting ready to do.

    "Please, you have to let her mother see her.  I can't do that to my wife!"

    "NO EXCEPTIONS!"  I slowly went back and forth with the blade, cutting into his arm and going down the length of it, taking a chunk of skin off from his elbow to his wrist. Blood was spilling out everywhere.  His screams where the worst he's done yet and I couldn't help but smile as I peeled the skin off of his arm and throwing it to the floor.

    He was starting to heave from the pain so I knew I needed to get him signing soon.

    "FINE!" He screamed, "I WILL GIVE HER TO YOU WITH NO CONTACT!"

    I pulled the paper out and put the pen in the hand that only had the nails in it. I knew the one missing the skin would be to tender to use at the moment.  I pointed to where he needed to sign and without bothering to look at anything on the paper he wrote his name, Juan Rodriguez.

    I pulled the paper away as soon as he was done and put it back into my pocket.  I put the knife back on the table and walked out, not saying a word to him. I didn't want to kill him just yet. Make him think I am keeping him alive.  I will be killing him the next time I visit the warehouse.

    "Get that arm bandaged up and clean the tools."  I told the guard as I walked up to my office to shower and change my clothes. I needed to get the smell of this blood off of me and burn the clothes as well. I got into the bathroom and threw my clothes and shoes into the burn bin for the guards to take and burn.  I jumped in, taking a quick shower so I could get back home to see my soon to be wife.

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Renée's POV:

    Seeings that it is currently hopeless to get away, I might as well make due with what I have. At least until I can get out of this room and find an opportunity to get away. 

    "Come in!" I called when I heard a knock at the door. The door opened and a maid walked in with a few boxes.  She walked over and set them in the closet and then walked back out.  Not saying a word to me. She kept her head down the entire time. As soon as she shut the door, I heard it lock.  I walked over to the closet to see what it is she brought in. Opening up the boxes I saw some dresses, jeans and shirts.  Other boxes had some shoes in them.  How would he of known my size?  Going through the clothes they were all the right size.  Size 4 along with size 7 in shoe.  There was even some underwear.  However, there wasn't any bras.  I don't know if he just didn't want me to wear one or maybe he didn't know my size.  I was kind of hoping he didn't know my size. Not something I really want him to know anyway.

    Now that I had something I could change into I went ahead and went into the bathroom to see about taking a shower.  The bathroom was massive just like the bedroom. I could tell by looking out the balcony that this house was massive as well.  I wonder what it is this man does to have so much money. I don't recognize him so I don't know who he could be.  I've never paid attention to news so if he's some congressman or judge or something I wouldn't know. But then again, he seems awfully young for any of those jobs.

    I get the water turned on and strip out of my nightgown and panties.  I step into the shower and let the hot water hit me, relaxing my tense muscles. Once I was done I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself. Walking back out into the bedroom I noticed on the one table there was a tray with a bowl of fruit and a piece of toast and orange juice. Someone brought me breakfast. I didn't really feel like eating but I was starving.  As I walked passed the table I grabbed a strawberry that was on the top of the fruit in the bowl and put it in my mouth.  Savoring every bite.

    I got into the closet and pulled out one of the dresses.  It looked like one that I wouldn't have to worry about the fact I didn't have a bra at the moment. It was thick fabric in the bust area.  The dress looked like it would go a little past my knees and had a zipper in the back. I slipped it on and pulled the straps over my shoulders. I went to the full length mirror so I could see how it looked on me.  I zipped it up.  It fit real good. The only thing I noticed was it was a little tight in the bust area. I'm a little large breasted for my size and a lot of times clothes are a little tight in that area. It really gave me cleavage.  I was a little embarrassed by it but it did make me look pretty. It wasn't distasteful, I just wasn't used to feeling like I was going to fall out of the top.

    I looked through the boxes and found a pair of 2 inch sandals that matched perfectly and slipped them on. They had a fat cork heel with a thick strap over the top of my foot. Easy to just slip on.  The felt very comfortable to walk in and they were perfect in size.  I was looking in the mirror to see how well they looked with the dress. They complimented each other very well.

    "You look lovely."  I heard a deep voice behind me, making me gasp and jump.

    I turned to see who it was because they were not in my view in the mirror. It was him. The man from this morning.   He made me very nervous and I felt self conscious suddenly on how I looked.  I tried to cover my chest because I knew how exposed I was. 

    "Don't cover yourself."  He ordered as he quickly walked over to me and grabbed my arms away from my body.

    "Your beautiful, don't hide yourself."  He smirked as his eyes traveled up and down my body spending more time on my chest.

    I turned my head away from him.  I didn't want to look up at him, at the man who kidnapped me.  He gripped my chin and turned me back towards him, forcing me to look.  I looked up at him, feeling a tear run down my face.  He softly wiped it off with his thumb.  His eyes were gorgeous and I couldn't help but look into them.  With out realizing it, I was staring at his lips.  His very kissable lips.  I bit my bottom lip with out realizing it and he put his hands on my waist and pulled me into him.  I could feel his strength and his solid body against mine.

    He slowly came down and started to kiss my neck moving to my earlobe causing me to gasp.  Oh, oh I can't do this!  I screamed in my head.  I put my hands up to his chest and tried to push away but he was just so strong.

    "Please!" I whispered as my eyes closed. I can't be doing this, I can't!  I have to stop!

    "Stop! Please."  He pulled back quickly.

    He looked at me and rubbed his thumb on my bottom lip

    "Have you had breakfast?"

    Really that's what he's going to ask me after that?  I guess that's better than what could be happening at this moment.  Why does he have to be so darn sexy!  My body responds to his touch but I know deep down that this is a dangerous man.  That if I'm not careful I could really get hurt, if not killed!

    I shook my head in a no response.

    "Well come on, let's eat!"  He spun on his heels and started to walk towards the door. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do, stay here or follow.  He got to the door and stopped to look back at me.

    "Come!" He said more harshly.  I took that as I was supposed to be following him even though I had food in the room.

    I quickly walked towards him and he opened the door.  Is he really going to let me out of this room?  Maybe this time I can get away.  We walked out of the door and I saw that there was a guard at my door. He watched us as we walked past, him eying me up and down, making me feel rather nervous.  I don't know who is worse, the guard or this man I'm following.  We walked through the house and I was admiring.  The ceilings were very high, old antique looking paintings and pictures were hung on the wall. The stairs had a slight curve to them as they took us down to the corridor. Everything here was very luxurious. Money spent well.

    We continued to walk through the house till we reached the dining room.  He had me sit in a chair at the corner of the table while he sat at the head of the table.  I felt to close to him but I knew if I tried to move he would probably get upset.  The maids instantly, after he sat down, came out with plates of food.  We each had a bowl of fruit and toast along with some eggs and bacon.  There was so much food I really didn't think I would be able to eat this much.

    The maid that brought my food was the same one that brought the clothes to me this morning.  She just glared at me as she walked by. She looked angry with me but I didn't know why.  I never saw her till this morning.

    "How's your breakfast?" I looked up at him, pulling me from my thoughts.

    "Very good, thank you." I replied.  He smiled but I just turned my head back to my plate. I wasn't able to eat it all so I mostly just ate my fruit. 

    "The wedding will be this Saturday.  I will arrange it for you to go shopping for a dress."

    Marrying him is not an option!  I'm to young for this, I haven't finished college yet!

    "I won't marry you!" I yelled at him, almost wanting to stand up.

    "It's not an option and you will!" His anger started to return and he stood up from the table.  Towering over me still in my chair.

    "NO I WON"T! I yelled at him, getting up to stand my ground against him.

    Before I knew it his hand came down in contact with my face.  With such force, it knocked me to the ground.  I could feel my lip heating up and when I touched it with my hand, I winced in pain.  Pulling away I saw blood on my fingers.  I glanced up at him

    "YOU WON"T DISRESPECT ME!"  He yelled at me, walking over to where I laid on the floor.  Grabbing my arm he pulled me up off of the floor.

    "You will marry me, or I will have your father, mother and brother killed!"  He pierced me with his eyes.

    "You wouldn't." I whispered, trying not to show my fear and held back the tears as much as I could.

    "I can and I will."  He pulled me even closer to him, forcing me to see his dominance and to prove he can do as he pleases.

    He turned quickly pulling on my arm, making me follow.  The grip he had on my arm was shooting pain through it.  I scrunched up my nose in pain as he pulled me through the house and up the stairs. When we got to the bedroom he opened the door and pulled me in.

    "Let me go!  Your hurting me!"  I tried to pull away but instead he pulled me around till I was in front of him.

    "You will show me respect, Renée Rodriguez, and you will become my wife in 4 days!" He said with almost a growl in his voice.

    With out letting me respond he let go of my arm and walked out the door, locking it behind him.  I put my hand to my arm and rubbed it, trying to rub the pain away.  Feeling the sting in my lip I took off towards the bathroom to look at the damage that was done.  My lip was already started to swell and I had some blood on my lip that was smeared on my chin.  I washed my face and patted myself dry while I was looking in the mirror.  How did I end up here!  What did I do to make him want me?  I felt like my life was ruined.  I've got to somehow get away before Saturday.  I can not marry this awful man.