Frowning from pain I rubbed my hand over the side of my forehead to feel the big bump. I kept softly rubbing over it trying to coax the pain out. It will be gone in about an hour. The bastard actually hit me, right across the cheek. I've never been hit in my life, it hurt like hell! I swear I can still feel the burning sensation of it. He didn't even have the decency to hit me with the palm, he used his knuckles. I slowly opened my eyes to see my surroundings. I'm on a black mattress in the middle of a room, the whole mattress is covered in gold and black throw pillows, descending from the roof covering the entire mattress area is black sheer net. Right across from me there is a triangle opening. It almost seems like a tent.
I slowly got up, which is when I noticed that I wasn't dressed in my own dress, what I'm wearing is highly insulting. It's a two piece outfit; the top is a black halter crop top that stops directly under my breasts and ties around my neck with golden string. The black skirt is floor length, but it doesn't matter since it has two slits in front, that comes all the way up, the skirt is basically two pieces of material that is held up by a golden waistband. The piece of material between the slits falling in between my legs, which are completely exposed. Not to mention how low it sits on my hips. I looked around for something to cover myself up with, but the only thing I could find is a black sheer shawl, which helps absolutely…not!
From what I can see the room is empty so I stepped out of the tent. The rest of the room is basically the same as inside the tent. There is a black sofa with gold pillows, a black dresser table, a very interesting one, it almost looks like a closet, but instead of doors there is a floor length mirror, on the sides there are drawers filled with stuff, so if you're in front you don't actually see them. It's also black and all around the mirror is a golden frame. Then there is big black double doors, which opens up into a big walk in closet- I'm to afraid to look at the clothes though, if my outfit now is any indication. In the middle of the room is a pair of golden strap heels, which I ignore since it's clear that he wants me to put it on.
On the other side of the room is a small black door that looks like a safe, but it isn't locked. Opening it has gold bangles and the gold earrings - which are gold chains that descend down with a black diamond dangling on the longest string. I rolled my eyes before closing the door again. Screw you. I thought, I will not give in too all the extravagant things in this room. The only other door is also a black double door, but with a key hole and sure enough pulling at it, it is locked.
I sighed before returning to the tent. I try to lie down, but the pins in my hair are stabbing at my head. I quickly took them out, just like the jewellery they are gold roses. I let my curls tumble down my back, before laying back down staring at the roof. It took them half a hour to show up. I heard the keys and then the door swung open. I moved to the furthest end of the tent as they walked around to the front of it.
"Come on out!" It was him, I recognize his voice, but I don't want to look up.
"Or do you want me to come and get you!" I didn't move.
"Go get her!" Two guys came into the tent, flashing to my sides, grabbing my arms and carrying me out before I could even form a scream...not that I would have screamed and given him that satisfaction.
"You ruined your hair!" So not worth me answering.
"Fix her hair!" The guys pulled me to the chair in front of the mirror and held me down on it as a girl came and in her speed she re-applied all the pins.
"Make-up!" He was sitting on the sofa just yelling commands. They circled my eyes with black making the green seem almost cat like. My lips were done in a light natural pink colour.
"Jewellery!" This is where I started struggling against them, but the guys just held on to me tighter.
"Shoes!" They slipped the golden shoes on, they are gorgeous, I am a shoe person I get it from my mom. There isn't a shoe shop she hasn't dragged me into. I just never act on it, the only time I do wear them is at the shack, when it's needed.
"Get her up, so that I can see." I was lifted up and turned towards him. He walked over to me, circling me like a vulture.
"Almost perfect!" He ripped the shawl from me.
"Perfect!"
"Bring her! If she doesn't comply, drag her along with you." I do not wish to be dragged so I moved with them.
"Quiet aren't you? Giving me the silent treatment won't do you any good." It's a good thing that I'm a silent person that can control my words, because I have a few choice words in mind that I would like to tell him.
"Aren't you curious as to why I wanted you?" I bite down on my tongue, I won't give him that satisfaction.
"You need to ask me, I won't tell you otherwise." Fine keep it to yourself then. He suddenly stopped and flashed in front of me grabbing my chin- hard.
"Ask me!" His eyes turned red.
"Why am I here?"
"Good girl!" He let go and turned around and started walking again.
"You are here, because I have chosen you to be my son's bride." Marriage! He wants me to get married to his son!
"No!" I laughed at the ridiculous.
"Did I say that you would have a choice in the matter?!" He laughed cruelly at my rejection of the idea. He shook his head as the laughter faded out and then he opened the door in front of him and walked inside. We didn't follow.
"Xavier!"
"What?"
"Come here, I want to show you something." All movement was silent to my hearing.
"Okay!" At that they pulled me into the room and I looked into the Blueish green eyes of the guy I saw in the shop on my first day here. He wouldn't recognize me since I was covered up and had blue eyes at the time. His eyes gazed over my body; the appreciation in them wasn't something I could miss. The lust in them I made sure to ignore.
"Meet your bride." He didn't say anything, he only stared at me. So he was fine with his father playing match maker? Well I'm not!
"I will not marry you! So wipe that smile of your arrogant face!"
"Once again, you do not have a choice in the matter! Within the next month you will be marrying my son."
"I hope these guys will be there then, because the only way I will go threw with it is if I'm dragged down the aisle."
"Such drastic measures won't be needed!" He mentioned like I would change my mind. His son, Xavier was just staring at me.
"Fine! Over my dead body!"
"Almost there! What about over your friends' dead bodies?" That shut me up, another door opened and the girls and Alec was brought inside, they were all shackled together. I pulled loose from the guys, they didn't expect it, I tried covering myself as best I could.
"Oh aren't we modest! Is this your boyfriend, little one?" He was looking at Alec. He cleared his throat and my arms were pulled from my body again.
"Look at her boy." I looked over at them and saw Alec averting his eyes. His head was grabbed by another guy forcing him to look at me, but he just closed his eyes, which only earned him a knee to the stomach. He fell to the floor groaning.
"Stop it!" I screamed as I saw the guy moving closer to kick him.
"Alec just look at me!"
"Look at me!" He looked at me and I felt my blush, this time I averted my eyes. I look like a complete slut.
"Boy that body of hers now belongs to my son, she belongs to him. They will get married within the month."
"Won't you?" I looked over at the girls, who haven't said a single word, but I saw the fear in their eyes.
"If my friends aren't harmed I will marry your son." I gave in, what else could I do.
"It's a deal, but if you go back on your promise I'll kill them personally right in front of you!" I was thrown across the room at the feet of my fiance. My head hung low as I willed away the tears. I saw the big hand in front of me and I reluctantly took it. He pulled me up in one swift movement, which made me land against his chest.
"I guess now I don't need to be grateful that I still have my hands." He knows, he remembers me? How is that even possible!
"Now you're mine and I can do with you as I please." His arms snaked around my body keeping me tight against him.
"And I can't wait to take full advantage of that." I was aware of the eight eyes on us. He leaned in and placed his lips against mine in a kiss, my first reaction was to give in and enjoy it, my second reaction, which I followed, was biting down on his lip hard.
"b***h!" I felt the slap before I saw it coming. What's it with this men and slapping! My hand went to my cheek, but I didn't let any tears slip, instead I stared up at him in complete defiance.
"Take my fiance to her room!"
"Wait please let me talk to my friends!"
"Skye no it's fine." Avery exclaimed.
"You want to talk to your friends, fine!"
"Bring that one to me!" Avery was loosened from her shackles and brought over to us.
"Here she is, you may talk to her, but each word you say will result in a s***h of the whip, since she doesn't know how to keep her mouth shut." I looked at Avery, but didn't say a word.
"I thought you wanted to talk to your friend."
"No I don't."
"Okay then, take her away."
"Wait!" I threw my arms around Avery hugging her, but I was quickly pulled away. He was pissed at me. I could see the anger in his eyes, but I must say his control is amazing, no red eyes yet.
"You didn't say anything about hugging." I informed him.
"Being so smart will only bring you suffering! No one, but me touches you!" He warned in a controlled voice- slowly and deadly,
"I've changed my mind; escort my fiance to my room!"
"What!? No!!" I started screaming at him, but I was already being dragged away, the last thing I saw was Alec fighting against the guys holding him back.
A short while later I was thrown into a room and the door was locked behind me.