Chapter 7

• *DAMIAN KINGSTON*
• Damn annoying girl. She never stops talking in my ear for a second. I taped her mouth shut and would do it a thousand times over if necessary. The girl has a beautiful little mouth, but she talks like a broken record.
• I grabbed my phone and called Louisa.
• "My love, where are you? Arnold is looking for his daughter, everyone is worried about you guys."
• "I'm with his daughter. Listen, I can't go home tonight, there was a car following us."
• "You're doing the right thing, my love."
• "Tell Arnold that we'll arrive early so he can say goodbye to his daughter." I look at her, Sarah is in shock with her mouth and arms taped.
• "How is Sarah?"
• "She's fine. Surprisingly calm."
• "I knew it, she would get used to it."
• "Yes."
• "Was it Batuhan?"
• "That bastard is slippery, but I'll find out where he's hiding. Keep an eye on the news, I want to know who was in the car we shot.
• "Goodnight! Darling."
• "Goodnight, my love. And have patience with Sarah, remember, everything is new to her."
• "Oh, yes, I'll understand perfectly." I hang up the phone and look at the girl again. She's staring blankly ahead. I peel off the tape from her mouth.
• "Are you okay?" I asked, she groaned in pain, but remained silent.
• "Aren't you going to speak?"
• I hold her small arms and free them from the tape. I observe her wrist, which is red, her hands are small and cold. I lift my eyes to look at her, Sarah is scared, but thenagain, why did this girl have to enter that room and confront me? Damn difficult girl.
• After forty minutes, we arrive at a house, it's like a hideout, no one knows I have this place, I only use it in extreme cases.
• "Okay, you can go, but stay close, I may need you."
• "Yes, boss."
• I look back, Sarah is still in the car.
• "Are you coming or not?"
• "What place is this?" she finally speaks, after a long period of silence.
• "No questions, just come."
• I'll need patience to deal with this girl. The night will be long, alone with her in this place. I'd prefer to spend the day solving problems and killing enemies than having to put up with her.
• *ARNOLD DUNCAN*
• I'm starting to regret it. My daughter disappeared at the engagement party and now I've learned that she's going to spend the night alone with Damian Kingston.
• Damian is a dangerous man, and clearly he hates being challenged. Contradicting me is Sarah's specialty. I hope she doesn't provoke her father-in-law. I love my daughter so much, and I thought she would be well protected with the Kingston's, they are the biggest Mafia in all of New York and they are powerful. I'm starting to have doubts about leaving her here alone.
• "Dad, sis doesn't like Mr. Damian. How is she right now?"
• "Lower your voice, Jonathan, don't let anyone hear what you're saying. I'm worried too, your sister grew up under my wings, and now she'll be far away from us."
• "I didn't want to leave sis either, dad. She's not okay."
• "Did I do the right thing, Jonathan?"
• "You'll only know in a few months. It seems like the groom really likes her."
• "Sarah begged me not to marry her off. I'll have a conversation with Damian, and depending on his answer, I'll cancel this contract and take her back to Italy"
• *SARAH DUNCAN*
• I can't believe I'm going to spend the night in a creepy house with that angry pitbull.
• "What place is this? Why don't we go to your house? I want to talk to my dad." I look around, there are trees surrounding the house, it's made of wood. It's rustic, beautiful, but there's a scary iron door.
• "Mr. Damian, is my dad and Jonathan okay?"
• "They're fine, tomorrow morning we'll leave. See that door?" he points.
• "Go in there, and don't come out until tomorrow, understood? I don't want you wandering around."
• "I need take a shower."
• "There's a bathroom inside."
• "I don't have clothes, I can't sleep in thisdress."
• "Sleep naked, damn it! Do whatever you want, but don't leave."
• Even angry, this man is attractive. I always wanted someone romantic and caring, he's the complete opposite and still attracts me. A bad and married man, to make it worse, he's my fiancé's father.
• "What are you doing standing there?" he questioned.
• "Where are you going to sleep?"
• "In this room," he sits on the couch, lowers his head, and takes a deep breath. I sit beside him.
• "What is there to eat here?"
• "Check the fridge."
• "Damian?" I called. "Mr. Damian, can we try to get along? I'm going to marry your son and I feel like you don't like me."
• "You're right, I don't like you."
• "I don't like you either," he looks at meincredulously.
• "But since I have to be a part of this family, we could..." he grabs my arm and easily pulls me towards him. My body betrays me, I feel the wetness between my legs. I can look at him from so close.
• "Why don't you like me, Mr. Damian?" I asked, moaning due to his strong grip on my arm.
• "I think it's best for you to go to your room, Barbie."
• "Barbie?"
• "You're an unbearable girl, I can't stand having to look at you anymore. Now go to your room," he commands, but still holds me tightly.
• "Do you know what you are? A fierce pitbull, those that only have a mean face but never bite."
• "You think I don't bite?"
• "I'm sure."
• "You're a spoiled brat, did you know that?"
• "And you'll have to deal with me, Mr. Damian," he tightens his grip on my arm a little more.
• "Ouch, you're hurting me, let go!"
• "Get out of my sight," my arm throbs from his grip.
• I hurriedly leave and go into the room. I arrived in this country today and I've already become his worst enemy. This man won't stop calling me girl, brat, go to hell!
• I take off my dress and go to the bathroom. I feel my vagina becoming aroused and I start to be afraid of that. Damian seems so cruel and evil, but I don't feel like he would do anything bad to me, quite the opposite, I feel protected by his side, despite feeling intimidated by his size and mean appearance.
• I take a shower and lie down on the bed. I roll around thinking about his father, thinking what I'm going to do with my life here alone. Having to sleep with someone I don't want, giving up my innocence out of obligation, getting married against my will and being a wife at 20.
• "Don't I have a life?" This is unfair!
• Sometimes, I remember what Damian said to me at the party, about being fucked by a real man. He seems like a real man to me. I wish I could understand what he meant by that.
• I'm hungry, because I went into the room angry and forgot to check the fridge for something to eat. get up and press my ear against the door, it's quiet on the other side, maybe Damian is sleeping. Although a man that size probably snores like a dinosaur.
• He told me not to leave, but why? Does he have something hidden in the room with the iron door? Cautiously, I open the door slowly. It's very dark. I put on my dress haphazardly to go out. The worst thing that could happen is for him to see me naked, I don't even know this man properly, who knows what he could do to me. God forbid!
• I open the door and it makes noise, it needsurgent oiling. But still, I don't hear Damian. Moonlight enters through the window, I see him lying on the couch on his back, wearing dress pants, socks, and no shirt. His chest is big and hairy. He has a tattoo on his ribs, I can't see the design clearly in the dark. And he also has a tattoo on his left forearm.
• I don't get too close and go to the fridge. When I open it, to my surprise: there's only water. I start smiling, frustrated, the worst thing is to go to sleep hungry. I don't think I'll even be able to sleep.
• Well then! I look at Damian again, to make sure he's sleeping, and I go to the iron door. I hope I don't come across erotic things. Just yesterday I didn't even think this way, and today I got wet twice without even watching a hot movie.
• I put my hand on the doorknob and try to open it, it's locked.
• "May I know what you're doing here? I told you not to leave that room, girl.
• "My spine chills as I feel his body behind me, his voice against my back.
• To be continue.