Assailant (18+) #JustWriteIt

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Ellie stood facing towards the glossy window, watching all of the cars fighting for dominance in traffic. She crossed her arms, sighing. Not sure what to think of the situation. She was just a simple being, with oddly intuitive parents, a psycho ex-boyfriend, and a man locked in her basement. It was odd, Ellie wasn't worried about her parents missing her, her friend wanting her home, or any of that. She wanted to know why. She felt oddly safe, yet full of curiosity. All that she knew was that she was now the one locked away, only in better conditions. 

Leon. 

That's all she thought about. Not the fact that he was extremely attractive and sexy, but that he betrayed her. She wasn't quite worried about what would happen to her, but slightly curious as to what they will do to her. She's a young, weak girl that could be easily underestimated. But, she definitely isn't the rugged, athletic person. 

Ellie turned her head to the sound of knocking at her door. Before she even took a step a man walked in, not even occurring to him about her privacy. He closed the door carefully behind him before smiling towards her. Noticing her sleek dark brown hair, pursed lips. "I'm Daniel. I am a great friend of Leon" Danny grinned as he slowly moved towards her. Ellie carefully looked him up and down. She noticed the gun holstered around his leg as he slowly moved closer. She attempted to back up, only bumping into a small table, nearly breaking a vase. "Don't be scared, please. I was only sent to give you this." he spoke as reached out of his back pocket. Ellie examined the envelope as he handed it towards her. She slowly uncrossed her arms taking small steps towards him. He smiled as she reached her hand out taking the envelope from his palms.

Ellie

It read written carefully. She flipped the envelope over noticing the large gold stamp with the letter "L" engraved in. She slowly lifted the stamp up and opening the flap of the envelope taking out its contents. Ellie looked up at Danny standing there with his hands in his pockets waiting patiently.  She unfolded the light piece of paper looking at the words written carefully.

Dear Ellie, 

                 I know you must be wondering where you are, and what is going on. I will explain everything later. But please, come to my dinner. Tonight. My brother, Daniel which you will be receiving the letter from, will escort you to dinner personally. Don't fear him. He won't bite. Dinner is at 6 pm. Please be dressed and ready by 5:30. You have a gown and shoes placed in your closet, I hope they are to your liking. 

                                                                                                                                      -Leonardo

She glanced up at Daniel carefully. He grinned at her waiting for an answer. "Why?" she responded. 

"He simply wants to introduce you to everyone. To make it clear that you are to be left untouched." Danny spoke.

"What is that supposed to mean?" she croaked.

"Listen, we don't want any men assuming that you're here to be wed or to become a mistress. He wants to make that clear and he wants to welcome you." he addressed. Ellie nodded. 

"I don't really have a choice do I?" 

"Not really.." he answered.

"I guess I will see you at 5:30 then." she advised him before walking off into her washroom.

*

Gale strolled down the hallway, making his way towards his boss's office. Gale didn't require an answer, or any of that. He didn't need a command. Only making him want to disobey it more. He had already made it clear, that Ellie was his, and he believed that he didn't need someone to tell him so. As he reached his office, he immediately barged in, not even caring about what Leon would be up to. He watched as a girl sat on his desk and Leon in his seat. "Welcome, Gale! I knew I'd be expecting you." he spoke sitting up. Leon knew that this moment would come. Gale would beg and beg for Ellie, but that wasn't going to happen. Gale noticed the girl, in the tight pencil skirt, and her glossy heels. His eyes wandered along the woman's sleek, long legs.