Elliana's POV
I wake up to silence, my head feels fuzzy and my body feels as though it's been put through hell. I open my eyes and it's dark, smells of bourbon and teakwood in the room, thankfully not a bad smell. I go to move my arms and realize they're bound by silk straps to the bed. Que freak out mode. My heart races out of my chest and my breathing picks up, I manage to pick my head up and see im in the shorts and top I had on when I left the club.
Shit, Dani is probably freaking the fuck out right now. I would have used my gun but everything happened so fast I didn't have time to really react. I pull and snatch the strings but to no avail they don't come loose, so I do the next best thing and let out a blood curdling scream.
" help!!! Help me!! Someone please!!!!" I scream taking big breaths as I do so
" no use in fighting kitten, you're miles out of the city, no one can hear your screams." the same raspy deep voice says from the depths of the dark room
"Let me go you sick fuck! What do you want from me!" I scream at him trying to get a good look but already knowing 100% it's the man who followed me to my job and home and came back.
Lord knows how long he's been watching me for, I just noticed him a night ago or maybe longer seeing as how I have no idea what day or time it is. I continue to fight against the straps kicking my legs trying to free my hands as if that'll help.
" I've watched you for a long time kitten, waiting for the opportune moment to take what I've been longing for." He said coming to the side of the bed his face becoming visible in the moonlight from the big window across the room
" stop calling me that I'm not your kitten. My name is Elliana fucking creep." I spit at him
He brings his hand down wrapping it tightly around my throat causing the breath to hitch. I try gasping for air but his hold only becomes tighter, my lungs feeling as if they're being stripped of every aching breath.
" wrong move babygirl, you see, I tell you what to do. You obey me. You don't listen you will reap the consequences." He said getting really close to my face he smells of slight cigarette smoke and that same strong smell of bourbon and teakwood.
He lets go of my throat before I ended up passing out, gasping for air I look at him in complete and udder astonishment.
" who the fuck are you?" I ask him still slightly choking, trying to fill my lungs back up
" your worst nightmare or your greatest fantasy whatever you want to call it." He said walking over to what looks like a dresser pulling out a long leather whip.
" I meant your name stupid." I said rolling my eyes and shaking my head
" attitude problem I see. Hmm nothing that can't be fixed." He says right before cracking the whip across my thighs leaving a burning stinging sensation
I let out a scream, hissing through gritted teeth. In this moment I wish I could just shoot him in the head. Rage fills my body but I keep it at bay waiting for the right moment to use it to my advantage
" let's try again shall we? Once again you obey me. There is no running, you're surrounded by a Forrest of trees and even if you reach the edge there will be a 50ft concrete wall holding you in. And I will always find you." He says standing next to me at the edge of the bed
" what do you want? What did I ever do to you? Why me?" I ask looking up at him, he may be my kidnapper and now possibly my abuser for god knows how long but damn he is fine.
" I saw you. I watched you. I followed your every move for the last year. I only just recently decided to make myself known. Your brother, man he's a trip. Lucky I didn't kill him where he stood the other night." He said and the rage fills me more but the thought of not knowing what this man is capable of scares me.
" fuck you. When my brother finds me you'll end up in the ground where you belong." I say angrily at him but that only earns another crack from the whip, this time Across my rib cage.
" oh kitten, that boy won't be finding you any time soon if at all." He said smirking darkly.
" don't be so sure of that. You don't know me and I don't know you. I will escape and your life will be ruined." I say to him through gritted teeth trying not to think about the stinging sensation going around my ribcage
" I do know you, and I do know your brother may care about you but he's dumber than a box of fucking nails, now you you're the smart one. But you won't escape me for a long time. So good luck kitten, and if you do run it'll only be worse for you." He says chuckling deeply and my body freezes maybe he knows more than what I thought
Typically I thought stalkers just watched you and kidnapped you, there's no telling how much this man actually invested into me, and didn't even know me.
" it's not fucking kitten. Stop calling me that. Do you not fucking listen?!" I say getting visibly aggravated only being able to hold my attitude so much but also kinda wanting to test him. Maybe if I piss him off and retaliate enough he will let me go.
He swings the whip again, harder this time I'm sure leaving a bright red mark across my thighs. I scream out in pain still not being over the first time he cracked the whip over my thighs. He swiftly comes over me grabbing my cheeks in his big rough hands
" I will call you whatever the fuck I please. The more and more you fight against me the more pleasure it brings me so keep fighting go ahead, your only making the fire burn brighter." He says letting go of my cheeks roughly
He walks back to the dresser putting the whip away then back over to me. He begins to untie the silk straps that hold my arms and I know this will be the perfect moment for me to at least try and escape. There's gotta be a loophole in this place somewhere.
I look around the room and try to see as much as I can to use to my advantage in the moonlight. The bed is huge but fairly soft. Silk dark blue sheets beneath me. The walls are a dark black only making the room more dark. There's a bed side table with a big and what looks like gold lamp on it. I scan the room again seeing a chair next to a table by the window.
He gets the last strap loose and yanks me up from the bed throwing me over his shoulder. I dont make a peep instead I swiftly grab the lamp before he moves to far and smashes him over the head with it. He grunts and drops me. I run across the room to the door trying to open it but somehow it's locked. How in the fuck can a door be locked from the fucking inside WITH people in it. He stands and quickly makes his way to me. I run across the room and pick up the chair slinging it at him.
No avail that failed to as he catches the chair and throws it to the ground. In a few swift movements he comes infront of me picks me up by my throat and slams me against the desk, my body laid out across it.
" you really thought that all that would work? You really thought you could fucking get away? Think again baby girl. You're mine." He said and I bring my hand up punching him square in the jaw but his head barely even budged
I may have slightly underestimated the situation just a bit. Stupid stupid girl. You knew he was 20x bigger than you there's no way you're winning this fight, I think to myself. His grip only tightens around my throat more as my hands and nails scrape and cut at his wrists and arms trying to get him to release me. He rips me from the desk carrying me by my throat through what I assume is the bathroom and through another door.
I'm gasping for air still clawing at him but it's only making his grip stronger as each breath is being taken from me. I can feel my body growing tired but I will not give up. I kick my legs and kick him perfectly in the balls. He drops me and I fall to the ground gasping for air but quickly get up running for the nearest door hoping it's unlocked and thank god it is. I swing it open and run out, a long half lit hallway greets me. Fuck Elliana think think girl think.
I run to my right and come to a set of stairs running down them and skipping the last 3 jumping to the ground. And running to the front door. I manage to quickly get it unlocked and just before I run out it slams shut closing my fingers in it and I scream out in pain.
" you're a fighter I see. But I told you not to fucking fight it would only get worse kitten. Now your beautiful fingers might be broken." He says as tears brim my eyes as I look up at him my fingers still in the door.
" open the fucking door please! I won't run I just want my fucking hand back!" I scream in pain at him and he chuckles grabbing a fist full of my hair making sure I don't run anywhere before opening the door and releasing my fingers.
He brings me close into his chest snatching my hair back making me look up at him. He smirks and gets real close to my face.
" are you gonna obey me now? Or are you gonna continue to fight me kitten." He says softly but it's almost as if venom is coming out of his words
" yes." I say softly letting just a few tears fall
" yes what?" He says looking deep into my eyes watching the tears fall tightening the grip he has in my hair
" yes sir, I will obey you." I say squeezing my eyes shut not wanting to look at him anymore
" good girl." He says and takes me by my hair back up stairs and back into what I now assume is his bedroom
I can't believe this is my reality. This is going to be my life for days, or weeks, or months, hell maybe even longer so I'm going to have to get used to it somehow.