Your punishment

The next morning I woke up with a giddy sensation. I remembered Marco's hands inside me and I blushed. 

I looked around, but there was no sign of Marco, then I looked and saw a note by the drawer

Urgent business, be safe emily. 

I stood up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. After a quick shower and dressing in a simple blouse and jeans, I headed downstairs. 

“Good morning ma'am,” Jonathan greeted me. I smiled at him. 

“Good morning Jonathan, I would love a quick breakfast, something light, I'm in a good mood today.” 

“Yes mi lady,” he bowed, imitating the gesture of the 19th century. 

I went to the dining table and sat down, waiting for my breakfast. Once I was done eating I headed out to one of Marco's cars. 

“I think I should come with you ma'am, it's not safe, at least not yet.” 

“It's okay Jonathan, the driver will take me to and from work. I'll be safe inside, there's nothing to worry about.” 

Jonathan looked uneasy, but he bowed then moved forward to open the car door for me to enter inside. 

“Thanks Jonathan.” 

The car drove off, by the time I arrived at the office building, things felt off. I brushed it off, thinking it was probably because I had not been in the office for a while. 

The usual guard stationed at the front wasn’t there, I stepped into the lobby, and the receptionist barely acknowledged me. 

I waved, but she didn’t return the gesture. Her eyes were locked on her phone, hands trembling slightly. 

What was going on? 

I walked further, to my office on the fifth floor, I entered the elevator and I began pondering in what I had just witnessed. Something was definitely wrong. 

By the time I got to my office, I heard a click and then the power went out.

"What the hell?" I whispered, standing up. 

The emergency lights flickered on, i walked to my door and peeped through the hole. 

Then I heard heavyheavy matching the hallway, my heart started racing and I locked the door. 

A second later, someone pounded on it. "Emily Taylor! Open the damn door. We know you’re in there."

I backed away from the door, my hands trembled as I picked up the landline. There was no dial tone, the lines were cut. I checked my phone but there was no service. 

I had no weapons, nothing that could protect me. I grabbed the sharpest thing I could find, a heavy metal paperweight shaped like a globe. I backed into the far corner of the room, holding it tightly.

The people at the other end of the door began forcefully opening the door till the door finally burst open.

Two men stepped in, both masked, dressed in all black. 

"Grab her," one said. 

I threw the globe, but it missed, one of them lunged, grabbing my arm. I fought hard, clawing and screaming, but he slammed me against the wall. Pain shot through my shoulder.

Then I heard the sound of Gunshot, he man holding me collapsed.

The other turned, only to be shot square in the chest.

I looked at the door, it was Marco. 

How did he find me. 

That question didn't matter, what mattered was the fact that he was here now. 

He stepped into the room with a gun in his hand, his face was furious, eyes wild. Two more guards rushed in behind him. 

I stood there, with blood on my shirt as tears burned behind my eyes.

Marco rushed to me, grabbing my face, checking for wounds.

"Are you hurt? Did they touch you?"

"Just my shoulder... I think I’m okay," I breathed, still trying to process everything.

He pulled me into his arms.

I shook against him. "You came. You saved me."

He looked me in the eyes. "You are never leaving my sight again."

More guards poured into the building, checking the rest of the floors. 

Later, once the place was secured and the bodies were taken out, Marco walked me out personally, one arm protectively around me.

"Who were they?" I asked Marco as we got into the car. 

He looked at me. "One of the rival groups your father used to work with before betraying them. They were waiting for an opportunity. And you gave them one."

I felt the guilt slam into me like a wave. "So this is my fault?"

He grabbed my hand tightly. " I warned you not to leave the house, at least till I said so. But you won't listen,  you just broke another rule Emily, what are you going to do about that?."

Marco had a sly smile on his face, I couldn't understand this man, how he could switch his mood so fast. 

As the car sped toward the estate, Marco's hands grabbed my butt firmly. "I think I know what your punishment will be Emily."