Mia's Pov
Two days later
Today I woke up not feeling sore or nauseous as I have been. I'm able to get back into my usual routine and go to work. Yes work can be frustrating with annoying customers but I need to pay the bills.
As I got dressed I noticed my locket was missing. I couldn't do anything about it right now. It's probably around the house somewhere, I will have a look around when I get home.
I've been placed in the kitchen to wash the dishes so I don't over do it. Everyone thinks I'll break like a twig but I'm stronger and more determined than they think. Once I put my mind to it, I can do anything. No matter what people think. No matter how hard it is. I can do it.
I was lost in thought while washing up when I heard my name being yelled out, "MIA! MY OFFICE NOW!"
Quickly snapping out of it I turned around, "Ok I'll be right there"
I quickly dried my hands and made my way down the hallway outback to the Jeff''s office. Every step I took I prayed that he wasn't going to fire me. I desperately need this job because I'm two days behind on my bills.
I've already taken up 4 days of my sick leave and I know he won't let me take any more days off unless it was an extreme emergency. With a shaky hand I reach for the door handle and open it, walking inside.
"Sir, you called me?"
"Yes close the door then take a seat"
"Okay," I said as I veered around and closed the door then I nervously sat down.
He sat back in his chair just looking at me crossing his arms. For a split second I notice his stare soften. Which never happens. He's always angry and yelling.
"I am sorry for what's happened to you. I truly am but that has taken up three days of your sick leave. That only gives you fifteen day left, if you use all them up can't take anymore days off
"I understand sir"
"Good, now do you think you're up for serving a few tables?"
"Yes I am"
"Okay you can leave now and close the door behind you but take it easy"
I stood up walking around the chair and strolled over to the door then closed it behind me. As I started making my way to the kitchen to get the food to serve the customers, I suddenly felt like I was going to be sick. I quickly made my way to the staff bathroom.
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A few hours later
I opened my eyes to find myself laying down in this huge room with a small bed in the corner. My head is pounding so loudly that it’s hard to think. My body trembled as I lay on the cold wooden floor.
How did I get here? I remember leaving work around 4, getting into my car and making my way home to get ready for dinner at fraya’s. I got dressed in my short red spaghetti strap dress with my hair done in a Dutch braid paired with my white ballet flats.
Leaving the house I made my way over to my car. Then the next thing I remember is a feeling of something being jabbed into my neck. My eyesight dimmed and then before fully blacked out something was put over my head and I was thrown into a car or van I think. That's all I remember.
I frantically searched around the room for my bag which had my phone in it but it was gone. So there’s no way to contact anyone or tell them where I am. Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this?
Quietly standing up I rushed over to the door to see if it was unlocked. Crap! It’s locked. I look around the dark room searching for something, anything that could help me escape. But I couldn’t find anything.
Suddenly I hear loud footsteps getting closer to the room. I quickly rush back over to the corner of the room. I heard the door unlock then the door opening which scared me. Keeping my eyes on the door, that's when I see a largely built man walk over to me. As he walked over to me I backed up and pulled my entire body into a tight ball shape.
"Get up, the boss wants to see you"
"Why am I here? Who is your boss?" I asked.
"Shut up and come with me"
"I’m not going anywhere with you"
I watched him storm over to me bending down in front of me, looking into my eyes.
For a second I get a glimpse at his unique grey eyes. As I looked at him I noticed he had a broad chest and was very muscular. He had short brown hair and wore a white T-shirt and jeans. He had a very biker kind of look about him as I saw his arms were completely covered in tattoos.
He grabbed my left arm trying to pull me off the ground. I tried to escape his grip but it was so tight I couldn’t. He tightened his grip pulling me up off the ground out of the room.
"Get your hands off me"
"Shut the f*ck up and walk"
He released his grip on me and for a split second I thought about running but I couldn't. That would put my life in more danger than it is right now. So I walked down the hallway looking around, the house seemed to be dark and gloomy, all the walls were gray.
Soon enough we walked into a large room where there seemed to be a black throne chair at the front of the room. I was pushed to the ground. Why is this happening? What have I done?
I didn’t want to lift my head up so I rested my head on my arms. More footsteps came from behind me making my hairs on my entire body stand up. The person walked straight over to me stopping in front of me. All I saw were his black leather shoes.
"Get up!"
"Why am I here?"
"Look at me!"
"I want to go home"
I couldn't bear to look this angry man in the eye so I looked at the ground. I shook my head as I couldn't understand why I'm in such a situation. Why me? Why am I so important?
The man spoke in a deep angry voice. I didn’t do what he wanted me to do so he walked over kneeling down grabbing my chin with his hand and lifted it up so he could see me.
As our eyes met his I noticed his cold piercing dark blue eyes that felt like he was burning into my soul. With a look like that would kill anyone honestly I don't know who that man is but it made my heart race.
His dark brown hair brushed back giving off the wet look. I noticed he was tall and had a toned muscled body. He wore black leather shoes, a black shirt and a coat with black pants.
He let go of my chin then stood up, I watched his expression change. His nostrils flared open and his eyebrows frowned. He was furious, clenching his hands into fists. He looked at the other man who stood behind me.
"Who is this?"
"this is the woman who wore the necklace you where after"
"Are you f*cking kidding me Seth . This is not the woman I am after. She is just a kid"
"I’m 24"
"Did I say you could talk?"
"No"
"Then shut the f*ck up"
"The woman I’m after should be 39"
"I’m sorry. I can bring the other woman in if you want"
"Get out of my sight. I'll deal with this myself as always"
I watched Seth walk out of the room shaking his head as it was hanging down to the ground. The guy walking out of the room was pretty cute but I’m not going to think about my kidnappers in that way. There is no way I’m going to break or tell them anything.
The angry man rubbed the back of his head then turned around walking over to his black throne and sat down. He crossed his legs then looked at me. For a moment there was silence, he didn’t say a word. He just stared at me. He put his hand into his pocket once again and this time he pulled something out. It was something shiny but I couldn’t see what it really was.
"I’m going to ask you a question and you will tell me the truth"
"I’m not saying anything to you"
"Oh is that right?"
"Yes!"
"So you don’t want to talk about this necklace?"
He held the necklace up by holding it by the chain with two fingers. I leaned closer when I noticed he was holding my heart locket. Why does he have it? How? Was he the person that attacked me?
"H..how did you get that?"
"Oh this?"
"Yes"
"This is not your necklace. You stole it"
"No! It’s MY necklace. Give it back"
I stood up walking straight over to the man sitting down and tried to snatch it back. But he pushed me back, making me fall to the ground. I knew I couldn’t put up a fight with this man. He would win every time.
"Tell me the truth! Where did you get it? And don’t lie to me"
I deeply wanted my necklace back but I’m not going to give in and speak to him. I’m standing my ground. He is getting nothing from me. I lowered my head to the ground, placing my hands on my forehead.
"Please let me go home"
"Answer my question. Where did you get the necklace?"
"I wanna go home"
I was hoping that if I avoided the question he would give up and let me leave. But I was wrong. He slammed his hand on the arm rest then he stood up walking over to me.
He glanced down at me grabbing my chin hard pulling my head up to meet his gaze. My heart beat fastened as I looked deep into his eyes. All I saw was anger and something I couldn’t put my finger on. But I know it was something that wasn’t good at all. Something evil and cold inside of him.
"You will talk. However long it takes"
"Y..you can’t keep me here"
"Oh yes I can," He grinned as he raised his eyebrows. I can do whatever I want. You don’t get a say in that.
Once again I shook my head then started to laugh. I knew I shouldn’t be laughing in this situation because it’s not funny at all. One thing I did know is that I won’t be here long. I know Elijah will find me. I hope he does.
"What the f*ck are you laughing about?"
"My friends will find me and I’ll be out of here in no time"
He took a step closer, I swallowed my mouth bone dry. He raised his right hand, slapping my left cheek hard. I placed a hand on my cheek. The blood blistered on my face. The stinging feeling seemed as if it didn't want to subside. No one else has laid a hand on me. Well, except my ex ………
No one would ever dare touch me. As they have no idea what I could do to them. I could just do a spell on them and they would leave me alone. But in this situation I was terrified and couldn’t concentrate. He shook his head, turning around.
"What am I going to do with you?"
"Let me go. That’s what"
“Oh no! You’re not leaving any time soon. Unless you decide to speak up…”
I watched as he turned around making his way to his throne and sat down. He held the necklace up in his hands as he looked at it closer then he yelled out to one of his men. He called for some by the name of Zain.
A few seconds later I glanced at the entrance to the room when a familiar man walked in. My mouth dropped as I saw it was one of the guys from the restaurant, who got into a fight with another guy. I knew from the minute I saw him I could tell he was bad.
"Boss you called?"
"Yes, put her back in the room until she is ready to speak. And make sure not to let her out of your sight"
"Yes sir"
"Y..you can't do this. I'm not an object to be thrown around"
I watched as the corner of his lips curled up into a smirk. It was like I knew what he was thinking but I desperately wanted to be wrong. He rubbed the bottom of his chin then he spoke.
"Oh sweetheart that's where you're wrong," His voice sounded detached from the situation, as if he didn’t care about what he was saying.
Seth strolled over to me grabbing my left up and pulled me up off the ground. His grip was tight. I knew I wouldn't be able to get free but just maybe I can try to escape tonight once everyone is asleep.
"Ow your hurting me"
"Be quiet and walk"
"You could have just asked me to get up and walk instead of dragging me back to the room"
He rolled his eyes as he tightened his grip and continued to hold my arm pulling me along down the hallway. Why is it that the house is so dark? Maybe if they had something brighter it would cheer them up?
After walking down many hallways we came to a stop. Zain opened the door pushing me inside then he took a step closer. I watched his gaze trail down my body as he licked his lip. An evil smile and with a certain division appeared in his mouth.
Just by watching his smile appear it sent shivers down my spine. I knew by that smile what he was thinking. And I didn't like it. He turned around, closing the door then his attention turned back to me.
As he moved closer I tried to back up away from him but that didn’t happen. He stormed over grabbing me by the arms and threw me on the bed. My breathing became heavy as he got onto the bed. He pinned me down holding my hands above my head with one hand. He leaned down stroking my cheek with his other hand.
"Aren’t you beautiful?"
"Please let me go"
"Oh no,your not leaving"
"I just want to go home"
"But the fun is just getting started"
I tried to escape his tight grip but I couldn’t. He leaned closer and licked my neck up to my cheek. I was disgusted.
I sucked in a breath as I felt his free hand slide up my inner thigh. That's when I knew what he wanted.
"Do you want to have a little fun?" He said as another evil smirk appeared in his mouth. "You sure taste good"
"Get off me"
"You don’t get to make the orders"
"You can't do this, I've done nothing wrong," I said in a low shaky voice as tears filled my eyes.
As he slid his hand further up my inner thigh under my dress he continued my entire body started to tingle. And I mean a bad tingle sensation. I shut my eyes tightly so I didn't have to look him in the eyes.
"Oh, are you enjoying this?" He said as his hand came to my underwear.
"Stop this…. Please?"
He didn't listen to a word I had just said. He boxed me in with his knees so I would be able to move. I watched as he started to undo his belt and jeans.
"Oh sweetheart the fun is just getting started"
I don't want to be his toy thing. I desperately wanted to do a spell on him but my entire body was numb and I couldn't concentrate. How am I going to get out of this situation?
