Chapter 5/ the rules

Darlings POV

The doorbell rings. We are about half way through the movie and I must say it’s been pretty good so far but Ophelia decided to order pizza. She paused the movie and stood from the couch. “I’ll be right back do not play it without me,”

I wouldn’t know how to work it to unpause it so she’s safe with that. Kazan has been quiet. I know he’s been looking at me because every time he does goosebumps form on my skin from his gaze. But I have said nothing to him. I barely spoke throughout the movie. I'm not even sure what I would say anyway. I'm the outsider here.

“I’m only letting you watch this movie because of my sister. Once it’s over your hell begins,” he’s staring at me. I can feel it but I won’t look at him.

“I know,” I whispered. Just then Ophelia walks back into the room with two square boxes and my mouth waters from the delicious smell.

Little does Kazan know I’ve lived in hell my whole life. Nothing he can say or even do to me won’t be nothing I haven’t seen or been through already.

Ophelia picks up a piece of pizza and takes a huge bite.

“Don’t be afraid, Darling Kate, eat, I know you're hungry,” Ophelia says but I shook my head at her and she turned back to the show.

I really do want the pizza and if it’s my last time watching a movie with her I want to enjoy it.

I grabbed a piece of pizza and snuggled close to her. “I told you Richard Gere was hot,” She looks at me and I nod. “He is. I really like it so far,”

“You have to watch “Can’t buy me love” with me one day. Patrick Dempsey is to die for,”

Kazan grumbles at her statement and smacks him playfully.

“Maybe I will one day, who knows,” I told her and her eyes lit up. But Kazan had made it clear I wouldn’t be hanging out with her after tonight but I wouldn’t ruin the night by telling her that I’m going to be living in a nightmare I wouldn’t be able to wake up from.

“Wait, that's it? That’s how it ends,” Ophelia sighs.

“Unfortunately, yes. And the sad part is there is no part two. But I’m going to bed and I’m assuming my brother wants to talk to you in private because he couldn’t keep his eyes off you the whole time.” She smiled at me and raised her brow up and down.

I blushed.

“I’ll see you tomorrow Darling Kate,”

“Don’t count on it,” Kazan told her but she rolled her eyes. “I will see you tomorrow,” She says again and gets up and walks out of the room leaving me alone with the beast that looks like he’s hungry for blood ... .my blood.

“Follow me,”

I did what he said as he led me toward the doors that Ophelia told me never to go and when Kazan opened it and motions me to go in I shook my head.

“Ophelia said I can’t go in there under any circumstance.”

A grin spread across his face as his hand wrapped around the nape of my neck. “That’s because no one but me comes here. You can either walk or I’ll drag you,”

When he let go of me I walked slowly down the swirling steps. The lighting was dingy and it smelled of old mold. When I got to the bottom it was a long stretch of hallway with jail cells on each side of the hall. I stopped and froze, not sure where he wanted me to go. “Keep walking, I'll tell you when to stop.”

I did what he said and each cell we passed smelled of urine and blood. What the hell is this place?

“Stop,”

He opens the last cell to the right and motions me inside but I stop halfway through and turn to face him. This was a long shot but I had to try even if he tells me no.

“I’ll do whatever it is you want me to do. I won't complain or try to fight in any way if you will still allow me to see Ophelia.”

“No,”

“Please,” I begged, and his jaw clenched as he pushed me inside the cell. “Get some sleep tomorrow is a big day for you.” He said and closed the cell gate.

I walked over the mattress on the floor. It looks new and this cell doesn’t look as dirty as the others. I sat down and brought my knees to my chest. I’m not sure what he has in store for me tomorrow but I really hope he considers letting me see Ophelia. I really like her. She's easy to talk to and giving the crap he’s going to put me through I’m going to need a friend.

I lay down and stare at the darkness outside the cell. There's a small light in my cell that’s on thank god because I hate being in the dark.

……

My eyes snapped open when the sound of the gate opened and there was a tall man standing in front of me. His hair was dirty, blonde tousled on top and short at the sides; he's just as wide as Kazan and muscles that could snap a human body into pieces.

His green eyes stared down at me and I stood to my feet.

“Come with me,” His voice was deep but not as deep as Kazan's but pretty close.

“I cannot leave with Kazan’s permission,” I told him and he folded his arms across his chest. I sighed and followed him anyway even though I know there will be consequences there always are with the men nowadays. Why can’t they appreciate women like they do in the movies? Man what I wouldn’t give for a Richard Gere right now.

I followed him back to the main foyer and through the front door. There’s a black limousine parked in the circle driveway. The man opens the door and when I climb inside my stomach turns with nerves, and my hands start to shake.

Kazan.

The door closes and the limousine pulls away from the house. The drive was silent for the most part other than Kazan talking to someone on the phone a few times. I just sat there and listened.

When the limousine stops the door opens and Kazan climbs out and I follow behind him.

Beauty salon.

What the hell am I doing at a salon?

“You are no longer in the realm of the magic lands. You're in the realm of the wolves and wolves wouldn’t take a second look at you with the way you look. And for them to pay you for your services you will need to look as good as you can fuck,”