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Marissa “And do I have any say in that matter?” His dark eyes take me in. They trace my brow, my cheek, my lips and then come back to meet my eyes and he sighs. “We have not discussed this but a family is something to be expected when getting married.” I push against his chest and he rolls off me. I sit up and grab a pillow and hug it to my body. “You mean the marriage I’m not even allowed to choose if I want to be a part off?” With an angry puff I scoot off the bed and turn to him. “I’m not ready to have children, Antonio. Maybe I don’t want your children at all.” Antonio lays still on the bed with his hands linked behind his head and my treacherous eyes sweep over his lean form. His beautiful body, covered in a sheen coat of sweat, is up for display and the evidence of my lost innocence visible on his softening cock. He has no care in the world that he is naked. “Just as you don’t have any say in becoming my wife, you don’t have a say in being the mother of my children.” I snor

Antonio With a towel I dry the sweat and blood splatter off my face and hands. Behind me I hear the painful groan from Mikhail Egorov. Three weeks ago there was an attack on one of our shipments and ten people were killed. Three widows, seven children without fathers, ten families in grief and million dollars worth of drugs was the result. I know that Ivan Morozov is the man that ordered the attack but I can’t go directly at the leader of the Russians. Mikhail might not be anyone important in their organization but I know for sure he has the information I want. But he is a tough guy to break and I don’t have time to play for the next two days. In the worst case he will have to stew and I can continue after the weekend. A little starvation might do good. “Mikhail, Mikhail, Mikhail.” I tusk at him while shaking my head. “If you just give me the place where my shipment is being held we can quit this game.” I turn to look at the bloody mess that used to be Mikhail. Blood and drool pours

Marissa Christmas Day together with Antonio’s family was nice. There were a lot of people that I didn’t know and a few children. Now that I saw Romeo together with other children I could see that he had problems with keeping up and easily had tantrums. There were two older boys in their early teens that took Romeo under their wings and played with him. That made me smile. As an official christmas gift from Antonio I got a necklace, ring and earrings specially made for me. They were beautiful but their beauty is not the most important. They have a tracking device inside if I should somehow end up missing, or worse, abducted. They were made of titanium with a beautiful sapphire shaped like a teardrop. Antonio got an expensive notebook bound in leather and a high-end pen from me. But today is the most important day of Christmas for me. At least this year. Mom and dad are coming at noon for lunch. It will be the first time I’ll see them since Antonio took me away from them. Antonio has

Marissa I don’t answer his greeting, only keep looking at him while trying to scold my face to look free of fear. When he realizes that I won’t greet him back he starts to speak again. “I hope you didn’t encounter any trouble on your way here?” It’s obvious that he’s trying to make me more scared than I already am with his obviously faked pleasiantries and I hate to admit that it’s working. “What do you want from me?” “Hm. You see, Marissa.” The use of my name has a shiver of fright run up my spine. “Antonio has something of mine that I want back and you are going to help me.” “And what is this thing that he has taken?” Even though the fear is consuming me I manage to keep my voice leveled as I speak. “A friend.” That has me remembering Josie and James. “And my friends?” Ivan smirks at me as he makes a gesture towards one of the men behind him. The man leaves through a door to the far right and we are left sitting in silence as we wait. Ivan sits with a cold smile on his lips and

This chapter contains sexual assault. If you find that triggering you should skip. Marissa The relief that Anton had to take a call goes away as fast as it came when my brain registers what he has planned for me. He’s gonna rape me. I have to get out of here. I quickly put on my bra and sweater again. I will not make it easy for him to rape me by staying unclothed, that's for sure. I try the door without much hope for it to be open and as I thought it is locked. My eyes scan the room. It is small with bare concrete walls. The floor is concrete as well and has a floor drain in the middle. On the wall next to the door I see pipes and an outlet for water. Whatever they used to do in here was dirty and needed to be flushed regularly. The only object in the room is the thin foam mattress. There are no things littering the floor and no sheets on the mattress. I lift it to see if there is anything underneath but the only thing I find underneath is the blank concrete floor. I start to sea