"Would you like a bath,'' he asked me as he lifted up of me. I didn't respond as I turned over, facing the window.
"Answer me!", He said, annoyed. I nodded my head and he guided me into the bathroom, the tub was filled already.
"Get in, it's warm. The servants just drew it," he said, looking at my body.
I got in the bathtub and laid down, the warm water soothing my aching muscles.
"I'll leave you alone," he said, kissing my forehead before he left out.
As soon as he left, I let my tears fall.
I was so tired of being used, all I wanted was to be loved and to live happily ever after. It seemed like life couldn't present me with that.
"Here's some soap, it's all natural so it won't mess up your beautiful skin," he said, smiling softly.
"Thank you," I said, my voice hoarse from all my screaming.
He left out and I started washing my body.
After that I got out, wrapping a towel around my body.
I was way to scared to leave out so I sat on a chair nearby.
He came back in, looking at me with his soulless eyes.
"C-Can I p-please go home?", I asked him.
"Why would you want to go home? Haven't I treated you well? You have everything you need here," he said.
"You raped me!,'' I said.
"It's not rape if you like it darling. I'm starting to get bored of this conversation. Why don't we go to bed and have some fun?", He said.
"I'm fine in here," I said. In a split second I was on the bed and he was hovering over me.
"I don't see why your so against this. I thought sirens always liked to have a little fun. Marisol told me the two of you had a lot of fun together. If she wasn't such an old ugly hag I would want to sit in on one of your love making sessions," he said.
"I did not want her, she made me sleep with her," I told him.
"It seems like everyone wants you," he said, his fangs coming out.
His hands gently stroked my neck.
"How is it that such a beautiful creature like you are unspoken for?", He asked.
"I am spoken for," I said, removing his hand.
"Bye whom?", He asked, touching my neck again.
"Marisol's sons," I said. He lifted up off me and started laughing.
"Both of her sons are your mate?", He asked, choking on laughter.
"Yes," I said, rolling my eyes.
"When the family gets together it must be chaotic. Have you had a taste of her husband as well?", He asked.
"No, you bastard!", I said, slapping him.
"Don't you ever hit me!", He said, grabbing my hand and squeezing it hard. Tears fell out of my eyes as I heard and felt the bones break.
"I've been to lenient on you. It's time for you to go to the torture chambers," he said, throwing me over his shoulder.
Roman's P.O.V.
''I don't understand where she could have gone or who would have taken her," I said, shaking my head.
"Do you think it was those people?", Ben asked.
"What people?", I asked in return.
"Those people she was scared of," Ben said.
"That's not possible. I killed them," I said.
"She said there were hundreds of them. You couldn't have killed hundreds of men," he said.
"Maybe it is them. That's the only lead we have. We need to find out what they're called and where they reside," I said.
"I think I know someone who could help us. Come on," he said.
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WerewolfShe was beautiful. She was smart. But she was the exact opposite of a typical southern girl. Others thought of her as a nuisance or disgrace. But to him she was the very definition of perfection. He was in love with her and only her.
