A Gift of Innocence

Chapter 4

Ryker's POV:

    After walking out of the bedroom I had to adjust my pants.  She was really getting me worked up and all I did was look at her.  I don't really have any work to do this late at night but I knew I had to get out of there quick before something happened, something more than what was happening in my pants.  I sent Jax in there to get her comfortable. I'm sure this is going to raise questions.

    I walked into my office and shut the door.  Sitting on the chair, I leaned back looking up at the ceiling. Wasn't long before the expecting knock and swinging of the door with Jax walking in with an irritated look on his face.

    "I'm not in the mood right now Jax."  I turned my chair towards the window, putting my back to him.

    "I really don't care what you are in the mood for.  What the hell is going on here!  I go from watching her to kidnapping her.  Are you seriously going to hold her here against her will?"   Jax walked over to the chair and plopped down on the leather, across from the desk.

    I swung my chair back around to face him, I really didn't want to get into this with him at 3 in the morning but it doesn't sound like he is going to let this one go.  I knew this would happen the moment I sent him to bring her back here.

    "Juan Rodriguez gave her to me in exchange for his life."  A smirk came across my face as I was remembering his face as I put the second nail through his arm.  The enjoyment I received from it.

    "Your going to hold her prisoner even though you are going to kill him anyway!"  I could see that Jax was getting angry. It's one thing to capture ones that go against us but to kidnap and hold someone innocent, that was always against what our family did.

    "Jax, I'm going to marry her.  The contract her father is going to sign states that she will be wed to me."

    "That doesn't make this any better, Ryker.  What will mom think about this when she finds out your marring her with out her consent?"

    I stood up quickly from the chair glaring into him.

    "Mom will never find out!  You will not tell her either!"  My voice was raising and I was getting really angry with him. I don't care if he is blood, he better not tell mom.

    "How are you going to keep this from her?  She does tend to visit you know."

    "She will get broke before then."  I slowly sat back down into my seat.

    "You are seriously going to hurt her just so she comes across as a loving fiancé?"

    "If I have to, yes.  She will learn to respect me, obey me just like anyone else that works for us does."

    "Your missing the point here, Ryker.  She's not a worker, she going to be your wife."

    I stood up and pointed to the door.

    "This conversation is over now leave!" I ordered, almost yelling at him.

    "Okay, but when the s**t hits the fan, don't tell me that I didn't warn you.  You can deal with mom if she ever finds out and you best believe I will be there to watch."  He strolled casually out of the door.

    I got on my computer and opened up my email.  I'm going to go a head and contact the lawyer and have him get this ready by tomorrow before noon.  I'm going to make sure this is legal so she can never be taken away. 

    I quickly typed up the email and hit send.  Shutting the laptop and feeling tired myself I walked back upstairs to the room that she was in.  I opened the door to see she was laying on her back with one of her knees bent.  Her nightgown was hiked up a little bit, revealing part of her panties.  She must not of realized that this was my room and not a guest room.  I couldn't help but look at her. Her lips partly parted, an arm up over her head and the other bent under her chin.  She looked so beautiful with her long brown hair scattered across the bed. 

    Deciding that maybe getting in bed with her this soon may not be the best idea.  She needs to know the ground rules first. 

    I walked out of the room, locking the door and headed down to one of the guest rooms.  I got in the shower and cleaned up and then got myself around for bed.  Crawling into bed I couldn't stop thinking about her.  I've never had a woman do this to me before, be on my mind all of the time.  I normally f**k them when I need to and then never see them again.  But her, I can see myself being with her all the time, having children that I never wanted with her.  Pleasuring her, which is something I've never wanted to do with a woman until now. I want to hear her moan and cry out my name in pleasure and desire.

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Renée's POV:

    I stretched as I started to wake up. Feeling way to comfortable to get out of bed.  I wanted to just sleep.  I'm to tired for school.  I roll over and open my eyes, instantly realizing that this was not my room.  I jumped up, looking around.  Oh no!  It wasn't a dream!  I really am kidnapped!  I ran out onto the balcony to see if there was anyway I could get out of here.  The balcony was quite large.  You could have a small dinner party out here.  It was quite breezy out here today and looking around it was very pretty.  Looking down I could see why he said that escaping wasn't going to be possible.  It was a heck of a drop and there was a decent size creek that ran by the house with large jagged rocks. Down the house there was a bridge that went from the house to another building and the creek went under it.

    Feeling defeated by the balcony escape I walked back into the house.  This time I took a little more of a look at my surroundings.  This room alone was probably the size of our living room.  There was another door on the other side of the room that the bed was on.  I quickly went over to it, hoping maybe it was another way out. Even though I knew deep down that it wasn't but I still was hoping.  I swung the door open quickly only to see that it was a walk in closet.  I took a few steps into it and couldn't believe how massive it was. It's the size of my room back home!  Looking around I notice the only clothes in here were male clothing, several shoes compartments and a bench in the middle on the one side.  Probably to sit on so you could put shoes on before walking out.  My heart sunk when I realized that I am not in a guest bedroom but his bedroom!

    "We didn't know your size."

    I about jumped out of my skin when I heard a male husky voice behind me.  I turned around quickly and saw that it was the larger man from last night, the one with green eyes..  Taking a few steps back, trying to put as much space between us as I could.

    "LET ME GO!" I screamed at him as I backed away.   

    "You will NOT raise your voice to me!" His facial expression changed immediately and he started to walk closer to me.  He was scaring me with his look and I could tell by looking at him he could seriously hurt me easily.

    "STAY AWAY!"  I yelled again, taking more steps away from him.

    He backed me up against the shelf of shoes.  Looking down at me he went to place his hand on my face but I just smacked it away.

    "DON"T YOU...."  Before I could finish yelling at him he grabbed my arm and pulled me to him, squeezing so tight I felt like he was going to break my arm.

    I cry out in pain as he pulled up even higher.  He was so tall compare to me and now I'm on my tip toes trying to hold on to his arm with my other hand to relieve some of the pain.

    "You ever lay a hand on me again and you will regret it." He said in a deep almost scary voice, getting close to my ear.

    He threw me down to the side of him onto the floor. 

    "Please!  Let me go!" I said sobbing on the floor.   

    "That's never going to happen so get that out of your head." He said as I was getting myself up off of the floor. I didn't want to look at him, instead I looked out of the closet towards the door leading out of the room.

    "Don't even think about it or you will pay."  It was like he could read my mind, he already knew what I was thinking.

    "Why won't you let me go?  Why am I here?"  Now I turn to look at him, tears running down my face. Rubbing the arm that he squeezed feeling the bruise already starting to appear.

    "You are mine and we are to be married in a week."  How could he be so calm about this, doesn't he know this isn't right.  You can't kidnap someone and then expect them to want to marry you.  He's nuts!

    "You can't keep my prisoner.  That's against the law. "  I tried to sound tough but I failed miserably.

    "Your father signed a marriage contract stating that you are mine and that we are to be married."  He started to walk towards me and instinctively I took off out of the closet, running as fast as I could towards the door.

    Before I reached the door I felt his hands grab me, and as if I was light as a feather, picked me up off of the floor and threw me onto the bed.  Landing on my back I barely had time to see him crawl on top of me, holding my arms down, squeezing himself in between my legs. I cried at the thought of him raping me on this bed right now. I cried knowing that I may never give my true love the gift of being my first.  That this awful man is going to take it from me with no remorse.

    "Please don't!"  I tried to get free but his grip was to strong. "Please don't hurt me!"  I cried out, turning my head away from him.  I can't look at him while he rapes me.

    "Don't worry baby, I'm not going to before we are wed." He leaned down, nuzzling his head into my neck. 

    He started to kiss and suck on the skin of my neck, sending tingles down my body. I've never let a man touch me before or even kiss me other than on the lips. My body is betraying me at this moment, it wants more.  It's yearning for more.  I can feel myself getting wet and I'm disgusted with myself for wanting him.  I do not want this man to touch me but my body is reacting to his touch.  Giving him the wrong impression. 

    "Please!" I said again in the middle of sobbing.

    "Oh baby, you smell so good."  He runs his hand down the under part of my arm and down my side.  His hands grab my waist and groans as he rubs my stomach over the fabric of the nightgown.  His large hand engulfs my waist with ease.

    "Stop!" I said even louder trying to get him to listen.

    He pulls away, pulling my chin over to look at him.  I didn't want to see him.  His green eyes were gorgeous.  Oh gosh, I can't be thinking this about him!  He's holding me here against my will!  I have got to find away out of here!  I tried to pull my face away from him but he had a tight grip on my chin.

    "Baby, you are so beautiful.  It's going to be so hard to go a week with out having you."  He runs his finger across my forehead and down my temple.  He was so close to my face that I could feel him breathing on me. So close that just a little more and he would be kissing me.

    He jumps up off of me and I quickly pull my nightgown back down.  It had gotten pulled up when he pushed his way between my legs.  He walks over to the door and starts to open it.

    "I will send someone in with some clothes for you."  With that he headed out of the door. 

    I jumped off the bed, rushing to the door hoping that I would be able to open it.

    "DON"T LEAVE ME IN HERE!  LET ME GO!" I screamed as I tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge.  It was already locked by the time I got to it.  I slid down the door, with my hands still on the door knob and cried. Why would my father agree to this!  How could he ever do this to me!  Arranged marriages are old and outdated. My mother never would of allowed this.  Does she eve know?  Oh no!  My mother and brother!  Do they even know where I am?  I turned around, leaning up against the door.  I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried in my hands. 

    Saying over and over again, 'this can't be happening'