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•sexual harassment/assault!!! •mention of suicide!!!!!
(Sorry about any spelling mistakes)

"Good morning my Nathalie." Tom greeted with a smirk as he turned around to see 'his prisoner'.
The young assistant was already awake but looked as if she wished to be dead by now.
"Don't call me yours!" Nathalie almost raised her voice but as Tom got up and pulled her close she immediately shut up.
"Don't tell me what to do Nathalie, because if you talk back more often I'll make that mouth do other things."

*meanwhile with Gabriel*

A police search was already happening in order to find Nathalie, but so far no luck.
"I can't believe it! How could she just disappear into thin air?!?!"
"Well-...not to anger you Master but-...maybe whoever took her made sure not to leave any traces of her existence..."
"WHAT?!?! Are you suggesting that she got killed?!"
"It's either that or she's just really good at hiding."
Nooroo mumbled as he saw his owner turn his back to him and slam his fist onto a table which made the whole room shake.

"Goddamn it! I can't lose her!"
"I-I k-know Master. We'll just need to be patient until the police can give us a clue of where she might be."
"Bullshit! They're incompetent! I'll never get her back. I've lost it all."
And with a raging mind he couldn't do anything else but isolate himself from the outside world, it only got worse once Gabriel discovered the mini-bar.
He tried out every possible alcoholic beverage just to get his mind off of her, and poor little innocent Nooroo was there to observe all of this chaos:
Chairs getting thrown across the room and his Master having a mid-life crisis until he tired himself out, and there was nothing more to be destroyed. Then he collapsed onto the bed and it didn't take long before the designer managed to fall asleep.

*back to Nathalie*

Poor woman was shaking as she was left all alone in the room waiting for Tom's return.
She didn't dare to move plus she wasn't able to.
So Nathalie stayed there, on the cold mattress sobbing since she knew tomorrow would be the day that Gabriel and Adrien return to Paris without her.
She would be left here for the rest of her life until she would eventually be forced to end the pain herself.
She knew her limits and minute by minute Tom was pushing her closer to it.

"Nathalie!! I have something for you!!" The black haired man opened the door with a plate in his hand but Nathalie didn't even bother to look up at him.
Instead she just shifted away as far as possible until she had nowhere to go.
"No-no please." The assistant quietly mumbled as she tried to pull away from his touch but it was too late, and before she knew it she was sitting in his lap.
"Oh don't worry, it's food! And I mean actual food. Look, I got you pancakes."
"I don't want it."
"What's wrong? Don't you like pancakes?"
"I-I'm not hungry."

But still Tom didn't let go of her and instead he lifted her face up to reveal Nathalie's puffy red profile with tears streaming down it.
"Nathalie-Nathalie-Nathalie...tears won't save you." Said Tom as he somewhat laughed at her foolishness and took a bite out of the fluffy pancakes. "The quicker you stop fussing around and work together with me the less it will hurt."
"W-what do you mean 'work together'?"
"Just accept the fact that you're mine and Gabe-boy won't get much fun out of you anymore." Now the dark haired man hysterically laughed. "Who would want such a traumatized leftover like you Nathalie?...No one!"

She gasped.
How could he degrade her so bad to the point where she felt worthless?!
The young assistant couldn't let this go unnoticed so she talked back:
"Y-you-...YOU MONSTER!! Y-you'll pay for this!!"
"Really? How much? Because I wouldn't give more than five dollars for that shitty sex you sobbed through yesterday."
And whilst Tom got a laugh out of this Nathalie completely broke apart.
She wished to not exist anymore, because even death was better than whatever this guy was putting her through.
"Aww don't be sad. I'm sure you can do better, maybe yesterday was just a bad day for you."
"Bad day?!?!...You raped me-"
"ENOUGH NATHALIE! I don't care about your feelings, in fact I never do, I want whatever I can get out of you. So if you haven't already realized I will use you. If you behave nicely I'll treat you well, HOWEVER if you misbehave...then there will be consequences!"

And with that he set the plate aside onto a table and laid back onto the cushions pulling Nathalie with him.
"Prove yourself Nathalie! Show me what you're capable of."
Tom smirked as he dragged his thumb down her soft red lips that couldn't help but stutter: "I-I-n-n-"
But before she had the chance to say "no" Tom's hands suddenly appeared on her throat and they seemed to take a tight grip of it, slowly choking her whenever she seemed to hesitate with her answer.
"Come on Nathalie. Pretend I'm your Gabriel."

*meanwhile with Gabriel*
*in the morning*

The designer woke up with a horrible hangover to the sound of his alarm shrieking at 6am.
He immediately realized that his bags weren't even packed and they barely had any time to catch the fight, so with no hesitation and ignoring all of his pain Gabriel got out of bed and began packing.
After that he woke up his son, and when both Agrestes we're done they headed towards the airport.

"Where's Nathalie?" Adrien asked as he looked up at his father, curious for an answer.
"She -she is staying behind with a friend...she'll join us soon in Paris."
Gabriel lied and with that the whole car fell into an awkward silence.
It stayed like that for quite a while until the designer brought up the question:
"Soooo Adrien, how is school?"

The kid stared at his father amazed.
He never cared at all, but now suddenly Gabriel was full of questions.
Still Adrien tried to maintain his calmness so he simply replied:
"It's alright."
"Great...great..."

And with that their 'conversation' was done, but Adrien wasn't about to stop talking, so he asked the question back:
"How is life, father?"
It took a few seconds until the kid could get an answer from his father since he was thinking through 'what happened recently':
Firstly Nathalie's disappearance which shocked many but mostly frustrated Gabriel since he didn't even know if his assistant was at least alive.
Then it was him having both miraculouses but still being unsure as in what to wish for.
And lastly, Emilie, she was always on his mind.

"Father? Is everything alright?" The teenager asked as he gently shook one of his arms which brought Gabriel back to reality.
"Y-yes I'm fine. And to answer your question life is alright."

Adrien nodded to the boring answer he received, but it's not like he was expecting much from his father.

*back in Paris*

Whilst Gabriel ordered Gorilla to take Adrien home he stayed behind to meet with a person.
The only reason he texted this individual was to somehow get his help in trying to search for Nathalie.

So Gabriel planned to meet him at a local caffe in a few minutes.
He sat there, all by himself, looking incredibly heartbroken and lonely whilst he stirred away the heart milk-foam design on his coffee.

"Gabriel? What is it? Why did you want to meet me?" A tall brown haired man greeted, not so kindly.
"You see Martin I know you and Nathalie broke up, but don't tell me you completely lost interest in her. I mean: a part of you has to feel somewhat sorry for her, right?"
"Why do you ask this? Aren't you happy that you have her for yourself now?"
"I-...I'm married Martin!!!" The designer exclaimed as he almost choked on his burning hot coffee. "Plus she's very young and deserves someone who can move on from the past, not someone who mourns a loss every second of the day just because their minds won't allow them to move on! But this is besides the reason I wanted to talk to you."

He took another sip, but this time more carefully. And when Gabriel lowered his cup he could see the shocked expression on Martin's face

"What?" The designer wondered as he felt quite judged by his 'rival's' glare.
"With all due respect I didn't think you'd be much older than her...if I may ask-"
"NO-no you may not ask my age! We need to talk about business Martin!! Forget the chitchat!!"
Martin sighed, failing to know any information about the man who sat in front of him.
But now it was time to discuss the real deal:
"Well then tell me the real reason I'm here for!"
"Nathalie. We traveled to London for business reasons and she just disappeared. I know it sounds stupid but I've quite literally lost her and I still don't  know where she is."
"WHAT?! WHAT IF SHE IS HURT OR WORSE?!?!" Martin yelled to which Gabriel had to hush him:
"I know, I know. I'm also terrified of what might've happened to her, that's why I need your help, because I know you care a lot about her and you're really the only other person I know. So will you-"
"OF COURSE I WILL HELP!"

*meanwhile with Nathalie*

The exhausted woman was peacefully sleeping on the bed all by herself for once when Tom came.
"Nathalie...wakey wakey...come take a bath darling. We want you smelling nice and clean."
He whispered as he sat down onto the edge of the mattress and ran his fingers through her hair.
"No pleaseee, I'm tired."
"Oh but this will be fun!! Plus you don't have to do much, just lay in the tub whilst I clean you. Doesn't that sound good?"
Nathalie sighed shaking her head in disagreement but Tom didn't mind much so before she could do anything else he picked her up and carried the assistant into the bathroom.
Then he dropped her blanket and began to slowly place her into the water.
"Ow, that's really warm." Nathalie hissed once her body came in contact with the water but Tom didn't pull her back.
Instead he continued to lower her into the warm water which only earned a couple of more whines from her.
But of course Tom enjoyed seeing her vulnerable so whenever Nathalie would express any sort of pain he would just have a smile filled with pleasure painted on his face.
"There you go darling." Said Tom before letting go of her which caused Nathalie to sink as deep as possible into the burning hot water.
She managed to hold her tears back but when he washed her whole body with a sponge filled with boiling water she couldn't keep quiet.
"Ah fuck that's-...could you maybe not burn me?"
"I could but why would I want to? I like to hear you hiss, complain, and scream." Tom smirked before he squeezed together the sponge and the young assistant got burning hot water poured all over her.

Nathalie by now had tears running down her cheeks as he had done the same exact thing over and over a million times, even her skin started to get permanently marked with these burns.
"Stop it please!! This is awful!!" The assistant screamed whilst she was getting pinned against the bottom of the tub so she couldn't move.
Nathalie witness how he directly dropped the boiling water onto her abdomen in a heart shape and by the end of it the young assistant had a huge burned bruise covering a large area on her body.
This way she could never forget it, and would always be stuck with a horrendous memory for the rest of her life.

To be continued-

Hope you liked this chapter, it was fun to write!❤️❤️
And just before you say "Nathalie should've fought back or somehow protected herself" if someone is in this situation they probably won't be strong enough to fight back. That's why the abuser can take advantage of his victim, because they've scared them so bad that the victim is way too intimidated to disobey.