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I shivered looking at the blurry sky with tears in my eyes. I had to hand it to myself I was acting better than I expected. It was now getting dark yet I was still at this coffee spot. I've been up since 5 a.m hoping to find a solution, asking myself the same questions over and over again. I felt at some point I was at the brink of losing my mind.

I took a shower in the morning and stayed in my gown the entire day, after my long mid-day bath I decided to slip into one of my favourite dresses and decided some fresh air would be nice and was much needed. I thought that maybe wearing the dress would make things better. It didn't but it was worth a shot. Plus I decided I didn't know how long I had so I would wear all of them at any chance I got. It was a simple dark blue cowl satin dress that ended at just above my knees.

It was getting quite chilly, I could see my hard nipples as the wind brushed against my skin. I really liked this dress I felt so comfortable and free in it but It was starting to get dark and I needed to go back to my apartment. The whole time I had sat here my mind was on him. I couldn't help it. The whole reason I left my apartment was for fresh air and to refrain from thinking of him but I had miserably failed.

After failing at coming up with solutions as to how to escape him I started to think of ideas to make him lose interest but I didn't understand why he was after me, why he was so messed up - I was just a simple writer trying to live her not so complicated life. I wasn't even involved in the Mafia world. Before this the only mafia works I knew of was the one in my books. I was a very simple w-person - woman.

-My favourite TV show was The Amazing world of Gumball for crying out loud, I didn't take myself as a serious grown woman. That was my sister. I needed to be very careful. My chest was heavy and my mind was a rakus. I just didn't understand how anyone could do this to another human being. How can one just get to claim a person.

You can't just tell them they belong to you and you don't care even ask how they feel about that. The police didn't acknowledge me after seeing his presence. I held back a sob as I looked at the sky. I could feel the wetness of my tears slide down my chest wetting my dress. I was terrified. That memory kept on replying in my head over and over again. I think it was out of question. Lachlan is above the law, it clearly doesn't apply to him.

I had already suspected it but seeing it unfold before my eyes was something else. I couldn't get rid of this fear at the pits of my stomach. I didn't know his next move but I knew he wouldn't leave me alone. I slowly rolled my arm, it was definitely better than this morning. I wiped my tears, I seriously needed to stop crying before I ruined my dress. I wish it was as easy as that. Everytime I thought of him I just got overwhelmed with fear. I've never been in a situation like this before aside from the situation, not knowing what to do was frustrating.

I didn't know how long I've been here but I knew hours have quickly went by. I liked coming out here to think. Anele introduced me to this amazing coffee spot and ever since I got here whenever I needed to think I came here, I've been sitting on one of the tables just outside the shop. Even though this was a thinking space for me I also came here for the amazing pastries. I was going to miss this place when I went home.

The fact that I passed out yesterday didn't rattle me I had bigger problems. I slowly brushed my hand against the chain immediately sending shivers down my spine. I held back the tears that stung the back of my eyes. I've never thought anyone would be capable of making me feel this kind of fear. The thought of Serenity always changed how I felt but not this time. This time I felt- knew that no one could help me. And that was the hardest pill I had to swallow.

I felt very homesick. I wanted to go home now more than ever. I somehow felt I would be safe at home even though I knew better. Maybe that's exactly what I needed, home soil. But right now I didn't think that that was possible. I just wanted to run away and hide. I didn't want to learn more about Lachlan, I knew I wouldn't like what I would learn. Actually I was sure I wouldn't like it and I would just be more terrified of him.

Since I've been up I haven't felt rest, I had been racking my brain for answers since opening my eyes. I needed to play it safe. I saw it in his eyes he would kill me. I wanted to disappear but that seemed near impossible right now. I was in his territory under his domain and even though I haven't known him long enough I could tell that Lachlan wasn't a merciful man.

Where could I even start, I didn't know whether it was his eyes or his aura. His presence alone needed no explanation. The man was able to change the temperature in the room. He recently wiped out a whole room and there wasn't even so much as a whisper of what happened. I had watched the news, searched for any incidents like I had witnessed where I was, on my phone and still nothing. Clearly he wasn't someone to be taken lightly.

I didn't blame myself for falling deep under his spell, he was a very God like specimen not only because of the way he seemed to control things but also his looks - he was a beyond handsome murderer. The part of the family I knew also had good genes. Even with all that they were still murderers. I was fooled, Lachlan looked at me in a certain way that took away my breath, I didn't want to think about that anymore because when he was angry it was a different story. The good wasn't worth it. I didn't care, looks eventually fade but he will always be a murderer.

I got up before taking a ride home. It was very quick because my apartment wasn't that far from the coffee spot. The minute the elevator dinged I was on my way. I just wanted to sleep I didn't want to think but I knew that would be a problem with the energy I had right now. All that sugar I had was coming back to bite me in the arse. I slowed down when I got to my door seeing David.

"David, hi! What-" I paused over the sombre expression on his face.

"What's going on David?" I asked concerned.

"I'm sorry about this Ms Khumalo. Mr O'Sullivan asked me to escort you to his place. I doubt you will be coming back here as he moved out all of your belongings that you need and what you didn't need he - got rid of it." he trailed of. I furrowed my brows trying to understand what he was saying.

" I-I-" I quickly walked into my apartment and felt my heart drop when I saw nothing. It was completely empty. Tears blurred my eyes. I was at a lose of words. I quickly ran to my room searching for my moms painting. It was gone. I held onto the door almost falling, I felt like my legs would give out.

This was more than I could handle. I was tired of crying but I didn't care so long as be didn't see me cry.

"Are you okay?" he asked I could tell he was hesitant he wanted to help me but he couldn't put his hands on me. I took a step back looking at David.

"I can't go with you." I said still looking around not believing that my apartment was empty. I really wanted to hurt him. I wanted to search every room but I needed to get out of here. I didn't want to go to Lachlan's house I knew for a fact I wouldn't return. I couldn't go.

"David - you know I can't go." I said almost crying but holding in my sobs. I was trying so hard to hide how I was feeling. He has stripped me of my things in a matter of hours. I couldn't believe this. I would have to make a plan as to how to retrieve my mother's painting. He knew how much that meant to me I knew it was with him.

"As much as I hate doing this I have to. You have to come with me, he can easily make things worse. Please Isla just listen to him." I felt like he didn't understand. Lachlan was a monster and I just couldn't-

"I don't think it can get worse David. I can't anymore. I can only be so strong." I confessed. I wanted to curl up and cry so badly. What was going on. Just a few hours ago my apartment was fully furnished and just before that I was running across the streets of this city with Anele in my arms as we explored it. How did it get to this-how.

"He is not a man to be tested
He can easily take Anele's life Isla." he said staring at me. That alone got my attention. I didn't want to belive that he could do that but I wasn't going to take any chances. My way to the car was a dreadful one. I was scared and conflicted. I wish I didn't wake up this morning.

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I've been sitting in this room for some time now telling myself I had to be stronger, smarter. It would be worth it in the end. This room was magnificent. Majority of the furniture was white, I had no doubt that the Viking man was a clean person. Even in the huge walk in closet. The bathroom was made of marble floors. Everything was beautiful.

The first thing that caught my eye when I was escorted upstairs into this room by one of the maids was my moms painting, hung on the wall. I was relieved it was safe. There was a small table with two chairs by the corner and on the table was a whiskey decanter half full of whiskey next to it was a glass. I didn't want to sit on his bed so I took a seat on one of the chairs. This bedroom was very large the walls were a dark colour and his scent was still strong in here.

I was told he would be here momentarily. I had no idea what to say to him anymore. In the car I went from being very angry to being very scared but not once did I cry. I didn't know how I would face him when he came through those doors. I had a very strong feeling I would break down. There was so much in my heart I just wanted to rewind and restart everything.

I watched him walk in making me stand onto my feet. As I had presumed he was in one of his expensive suits that looked like they were made for him. I assumed it has been a minute since he got here because he wasn't wearing his suit jacket and the first two buttons of his shirt were open, I could make out his perfect physic through his well fitted shirt. For once since I've met him he seemed... care free?

I slowly analysed his face from his hair to his sharp jaw line which was covered by his perfectly lined up trimmed beard. The colour of his hair and beard sharpened his features, he was still by far the most attractive man I've ever laid my eyes on and I've decided when I escape this demented man I'm swearing off men. Even though he looked like a Viking God he was still evil.

His sharp green eyes roamed my form from my face, down my body his eyes were taking in every curve before slowly looking up at me again. His eyes were now a shade darker. I wanted to hide. I took a deep breath in trying to seem unsettled.

"Lachlan - why am I here?" I asked. I watched his giant form get closer, I almost took a step back but decided
against it after the look he gave me.

"This is our home." he said so casually as if I was already supposed to know that. I felt my breath leave my body at his statement. Why did my life feel like a night mare that kept getting darker and darker. I looked at him, I think this all just seemed right to him. I think it was his norm.

"You can't - you can't just take me away from my apartment - my home. -" I was freaking out, it was dawning on me that I didn't really know the extent of his madness. Maybe this was just the beginning, I couldn't do this.

"You-I can't do this." I started, looking at him as he raised a perfectly good thick brow.

"I can't do- this." I elaborated signaling with my trembling hand in between the two of us. I was done being rational, the man moved me from my apartment without my knowledge. I was waiting for him to lash out or go crazy. This has already gone way too far. He couldn't do this. I've listened to everything he has said to me and followed every command in hopes of him not doing anything crazy and drastic so I would have enough time to plan my escape but this changes everything.

"Did I maybe give you the impression that you had a choice." he calmly asked even with his calm state he was still beyond terrifying. His hands were in his suit pants and I seemed to be the only one emotional about this situation.

"You can't do this." I said my breath wavering as he walked closer, his hands now out of his suit pants. My legs felt glued to the ground. I couldn't look away from his eyes. This was different than the common knowledge of always having an eye on the target. This felt like something else, where he had the power.

"I -" I paused breaking eye contact and looking away trying to get myself together as he stood a few inches from me, his strong scent bringing alive memories I had no business keeping as I tried to blink away the tears and calm my racing heart. I gulped before regaining my strength to look back up at him only to find his eyes still on me.

"What do you want from me?" I asked actually defeated, tears trailed down my face and for the first time he came into this room I let them. I could barely breathe properly around him.

"That is a question for another day. Right now all I want is to taste the sweet nectar between your thick thighs." my heart started racing and my body started burning up. Fight or Flee. Before I could take a step back his hand was swiftly placed around my waist.

"Don't provoke me love, you do not want to play games with me. " he said his accent thick, warning clear as day in his voice, sending shivers down my spine. I placed my trembling hands on his chest trying to balance myself. I felt like the world was getting very small and my heart would come out of my mouth.

"I'm not - I'm not-please." I whispered lightly shaking my head, I could taste the endless tears in my mouth. The complete shift in his demeanour was unsettling.

"Please - Lachlan. You can't do this." I looked up to him, looking into his dark green eyes. He wasn't moved not even a little. I could feel the bottom of my stomach turn in fear. I felt like I was in a loop.

"Why?"

"B-because it's not right." I said still looking at him. He looked amused. The way his moods shifted was alarming. I've come to a conclusion that there was definitely something wrong with him mentally. There were so many reasons but everything was everywhere all at once and I was scared of pushing him of the ledge.

"You continously amuse me." he said chuckling wrapping both his toned muscular arms around me easily bringing me closer to him, his hands were on my waist, I couldn't help but whimper at the heavy contact. I was a mess.

"Please. Y-you can't just do this - I'm not property. I'm not something you can decide to claim. I- I don't - belong- "

"Tread carefully Love you might just end up mute." he said all of a sudden the amusement in his eyes gone, making me gulp and focus on his chest as goosebumps covered my entire body. I looked at my hands that were against his hard chest, they were trembling. Every fibre in my body was terrified. I bit my lip holding back a sob as I continued focusing in his chest. I was too scared to look up at him even though I felt his eyes burning into me.

"I-"

"Enough. I haven't had the taste of you in too long, I believe I'm starting to go insane. Do not deny me of what belongs to me." he said as he quickly hauled me up making me wrap my legs around him and my arms around him for surport as he carried up towards the big bed. If I wasn't so anxious and scared I would have laughed at the irony.

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I've been having a really tough time with writers block but I hope you guys enjoyed this.

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