breathed out.
“Mind your business, Marie,” Sayer snapped, pushing us past them. I turned around, seeing the dark haired woman’s mouth drop open as she shook her head. She spun on her heels, racing deeper into the large, open room. Darkness took over and two heartbeats in the distance had my attention snapping to the front. Light rested further down and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d been here before.
Tighter, Sayer’s arm gripped. “Remember what I told you. Kill him,” he said under his breath, “or I’ll rape you again the moment we get back to the room. This time, it won’t be so nice or quick.”
A threatening sound left me, so deep and loud, it bounced from the cement around us. But he didn’t stop. Didn’t even seem fazed by my reaction to his warning. We broke into the light and a dark haired man had a woman pinned against the wall of his cell. His face was buried in her neck and I watched him stiffen before he turned around, letting the woman crash to the floor. Blood stained his chin and he wiped it away, reaching down to blindly kill her before he stepped forward. Not once did he take his eyes off me. It was like I was looking at Hunter all over again during my rape. Horror. Pain.
The man I knew as Marko reached to his chest and took a few ragged breaths before turning his attention to Sayer. The hate he projected was equivalent to my own, but the expression was so fast, it didn’t last. Hardness came over his features and he shook his head, beginning to laugh.
“Fuck, you did a number on her. I have to say, I’m a little shocked right now. I thought for sure you were joking. Yet, here she is, beaten to hell, covered in blood and…” His head tilted as he looked down at my legs. The fury flickered again, but was gone as his eyes rose. “Cum. I take it that’s yours?”
“Of course it’s mine. Tessalyn belongs to me. I can fuck her when I choose.”
Slowly, Marko nodded, his mouth growing tight.
“My princess has decided she wants to fight you after all. Don’t you, sweetheart?” Lips pressed against the side of my face and my claws shot down. Before I could raise my hand to attack, his fingers slid into my hair and he yanked me forward. The door to the cell slammed open and I was thrown in so low, my chest slid across the rough ground. My hand came down and I tried to push myself up, only to collapse.
There was movement next to me, followed by Marko lowering and whispering in French. “Jesus, ma minette, what has he done to you? I'm so sorry I haven't been there to protect you. My heart is breaking right now.”
I sniffled past the tears burning my eyes. I didn’t know this man, not really, but his sympathy hit right in my heart, stirring unfamiliar emotions.
“I’m going to kill him,” I managed in our language. “I will not forget this. I…can’t.”
“Nor will I let you,” he said angrily.
“Enough talk!” Sayer yelled. “Get up, Tessalyn. You wanted this fight, now show him what you’re made of.”
Sadness swept over Marko’s features and his hand came out toward me. I couldn’t help but flinch after everything I’d been through.
“I wish I could say I wasn’t going to hurt you, but you know that isn’t the case, right? I don’t want to, but it’s the only way I’m going to convince him I’m moving on. It’s the only way they’ll set me free. But, I’ll never get over you. You’re my heart and I’m going to show you how much I love you once I’m released. Stay strong for just a little while longer. If he’s not dead by the time I’m out, I’ll be the one who kills him. No one hurts what’s mine and gets away with it. And you are mine, Tessa. Forever.”
Marko’s arm latched onto my bicep and he jerked me up, violently. Threatening sounds left his mouth, but I felt no fear. “Now, fight,” he said in English. “And fight hard. I’m not going to take it easy on y—”
My nails ripped across his cheek, causing him to growl
“Mind your business, Marie,” Sayer snapped, pushing us past them. I turned around, seeing the dark haired woman’s mouth drop open as she shook her head. She spun on her heels, racing deeper into the large, open room. Darkness took over and two heartbeats in the distance had my attention snapping to the front. Light rested further down and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d been here before.
Tighter, Sayer’s arm gripped. “Remember what I told you. Kill him,” he said under his breath, “or I’ll rape you again the moment we get back to the room. This time, it won’t be so nice or quick.”
A threatening sound left me, so deep and loud, it bounced from the cement around us. But he didn’t stop. Didn’t even seem fazed by my reaction to his warning. We broke into the light and a dark haired man had a woman pinned against the wall of his cell. His face was buried in her neck and I watched him stiffen before he turned around, letting the woman crash to the floor. Blood stained his chin and he wiped it away, reaching down to blindly kill her before he stepped forward. Not once did he take his eyes off me. It was like I was looking at Hunter all over again during my rape. Horror. Pain.
The man I knew as Marko reached to his chest and took a few ragged breaths before turning his attention to Sayer. The hate he projected was equivalent to my own, but the expression was so fast, it didn’t last. Hardness came over his features and he shook his head, beginning to laugh.
“Fuck, you did a number on her. I have to say, I’m a little shocked right now. I thought for sure you were joking. Yet, here she is, beaten to hell, covered in blood and…” His head tilted as he looked down at my legs. The fury flickered again, but was gone as his eyes rose. “Cum. I take it that’s yours?”
“Of course it’s mine. Tessalyn belongs to me. I can fuck her when I choose.”
Slowly, Marko nodded, his mouth growing tight.
“My princess has decided she wants to fight you after all. Don’t you, sweetheart?” Lips pressed against the side of my face and my claws shot down. Before I could raise my hand to attack, his fingers slid into my hair and he yanked me forward. The door to the cell slammed open and I was thrown in so low, my chest slid across the rough ground. My hand came down and I tried to push myself up, only to collapse.
There was movement next to me, followed by Marko lowering and whispering in French. “Jesus, ma minette, what has he done to you? I'm so sorry I haven't been there to protect you. My heart is breaking right now.”
I sniffled past the tears burning my eyes. I didn’t know this man, not really, but his sympathy hit right in my heart, stirring unfamiliar emotions.
“I’m going to kill him,” I managed in our language. “I will not forget this. I…can’t.”
“Nor will I let you,” he said angrily.
“Enough talk!” Sayer yelled. “Get up, Tessalyn. You wanted this fight, now show him what you’re made of.”
Sadness swept over Marko’s features and his hand came out toward me. I couldn’t help but flinch after everything I’d been through.
“I wish I could say I wasn’t going to hurt you, but you know that isn’t the case, right? I don’t want to, but it’s the only way I’m going to convince him I’m moving on. It’s the only way they’ll set me free. But, I’ll never get over you. You’re my heart and I’m going to show you how much I love you once I’m released. Stay strong for just a little while longer. If he’s not dead by the time I’m out, I’ll be the one who kills him. No one hurts what’s mine and gets away with it. And you are mine, Tessa. Forever.”
Marko’s arm latched onto my bicep and he jerked me up, violently. Threatening sounds left his mouth, but I felt no fear. “Now, fight,” he said in English. “And fight hard. I’m not going to take it easy on y—”
My nails ripped across his cheek, causing him to growl
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