A twisted little adventure...

---Adena's POV---

"Adena Little." Andy growled, tightening his vice-like grip on my wrist. "not so fucking little are you?" he chuckled sarcastically.
"yeah, because I haven't heard that one before." I sighed, rolling my eyes.
"Did you just talk back to me." he growled, stopping abruptly in his tracks.
I said nothing.
I felt a sharp pain cut through me as he tightened his grip on my wrist so much part of me expected it to snap.
"What do you say." he hissed, threateningly.
Again, I said nothing.
Suddenly, his fist collided with my face. I had been punched before. Probably even harder than Andy had hit me. But there was something about the sheer humiliation of the situation that made me want to literally die. I wasn't in control of myself anymore. This stranger was. This beautiful fucking psycho controlled me now.
"Sorry." I whimpered, defeated.
"Good girl."

He continued marching me up the seemingly never-ending spiral staircase, we had been walking for so long my ankles started to feel weak and my calves burned.
"Not long now. I promise." he murmured. There were so many comments I wanted to make, so many sassy comments wanting to escape me. But out of pure fear of this man, all I could do was stare at the ground and roll my eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me, missy. It's very rude and very unattractive and you will seriously regret that in a minute."
Despite how strong I always try to be there was something seriously intimidating about this man. His ice blue eyes and porcelain skin made my knees weak yet at the same time his stare made me want to run and hide. I was a mess of emotions already and I had barely known him 10 minutes.
I don't like this feeling.
Not at all.
The you-just-got-kidnapped-by-an-attractive-psychotic-dom-who-already-has-multiple-grudges-against-you-and-is-taking-you-to-some-distant-far-away-'special'-room-where-no-one-can-hear-you-scream emotional roller coaster.
One I'm sure every teenage girl goes through.
Not.

Finally, we arrived at a large, cast-iron red door; it looked as though it held something sinister. The very sight of it sent a chill down my spine.
"Most of the other guys are being soft on their pets first days. But one thing you will learn about me, Adena, kitten, as that I have never heard of the word mercy. I do not play nice, I do not play fair. Understand?"
"y-yes, master." I stammered, shaking
"then welcome to the play room." he smirked
fuck.

---Sadie's POV---

Why is this man melting my logic?
How has he stolen all my fire?
Why do I feel so good about it?

"Do you have any clue how beautiful you are?" Jake whispered. For a second his words made me light up inside. All my darkness, all my demons, lifting. It was all still there, But it gave me the chance to just forget, even if only for a second before I came back to reality.
"Jake. Why are you doing this?" I asked "you could just as easily torture and abuse me, tie me up and rape me or anything else. And there'd be absolutely nothing I could do. So why are you choosing to be nice."

jake sat back in his seat for a second, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, deep in thought. He had brought me to a cute little sitting room with a fire, and offered me hot chocolate, I was completely taken aback and above all confused by his actions. I had expected the worst and been given this.

argh. I was still absolutely desperate for a cigarette.

"well. Every time I thought this through in my mind, I saw it how i imagine you probably saw it. I saw it how Andy told me it should be. I saw it as me being In total control, taking advantage, getting exactly what I wanted, getting violent treating the girl I was paired with as I mindless slave. I honestly thought that would be what I'd do. Then I set eyes on you." he explained, his voice dropping towards the end. "amid didn't see that anymore. I saw a scared girl in a hard shell. I saw beautiful. I saw making pancakes at 3am just and cuddling up to Disney films. I saw life. I saw family. And fuck, I saw you, I saw my soul mate."

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