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I looked at the trees a bit far from the bench I was sitting on. As much as this was my prison the scenery surely did have a calming effect. I didn't even want to think about yesterday or the crazy man. I decided since crying wasn't something I could control when it came to Lachlan which was ironic because I was sure I had run out of tears because of what my sister and I have been through.

Just the taste of them in my mouth and the coldness on my cheeks they left behind I was still trying to get used to. I hadn't even realised. As much as I wanted to stop them I had to be realistic because when it came to that man nothing made sense. I decided the begging though I had to stop not that I was controlling it but I needed to accept the fact that it wouldn't change anything because my pleas don't affect him.

I don't know how many time I have thought about taking out these guards and putting down Lachlan. The guards would not be much of a hassle but the Viking man was another story. I could tell a lot about how a person carried themselves and I've been watching them for some time. I made sure that my eyes were always open it was easier for me right now because  no one suspected a thing and I could easily watch them without raising alarms. Lachlan was not like them which was why I was having a hard time with him.

And I knew I would have an advantage when facing some of the men because I could tell they weren't on alert in my presence, I could tell that a handful not all of them relaxed in my presence the thought of how easily I could knock them out tempted me but I had to be smart and patient. This alone made me even more cautious and more frustrated at the Viking man because I couldn't figure him out I could just feel that he wasn't one to be messed with and that he set the alarms of red flags off in my head -they told me to stay away.

And so of them could never imagine themselves getting knocked out by a girl - worse a girl who looked like me. But in their defence I didn't look like I could take any man down so I have been told.

Never underestimate your opponent.

I felt my heart ache as her voice rang inside my head. I missed her, just the thought of seeing her again picked up my mood a bit but the thought of not knowing when or how was hard to think about. I didn't want to put her in any kind of danger but on the other hand I knew my sister could handle her own but then again this was the mafia we were speaking about.

I didn't move as I felt his presence not so far from me as I then stared at my hands the temperature suddenly changing. I didn't know how long I could do this thing of not just knocking out his guards and getting lost with the world before I snapped but knowing this man made that rage decrease and humble itself knowing the consequences would be worse than the last time and I honestly couldn't for the life of me think about anything worse than what he put me through but I was sure he could.

"I have been looking for you." He said, as much as I wanted to toon him out, his presence demanded attention. My whole body was jolted with electricity as he pulled up his dress pants from his knee area as he sat down, he was too close for my liking our bodies were not touching but I needed all the space in the world between us.

He wasn't lying when he said he missed me, my stomach still tightened at the thought of the events that took place last night and this morning. I was just thankful for the little hours of sleep I got before I got woken up by his tongue making my body completely surrender to him through my womanhood. I didn't think it was normal for my body whenever I'm contact with him to be fired up, maybe it was because I've never had sex before and the new experience is foreign yet beyond addictive.

I knew that today I got saved because he had to go to work. As much as my body enjoyed and succumbed to his every touch the aftermath wasn't so pleasurable as if on instinct I moved my right leg further under the bench almost hissing in pain because of my recklessness. Of course I wasn't surprised that I was sore, Lachlan's manhood alone was something I don't think I would ever be able to get used to. And his stamina made me doubt he was human, I wondered if he would ever get tired.

Which was why I was sitting with a dislocated foot hoping maybe just maybe my body would remember at all instances who he was. When I woke up this morning I was rushing to the bathroom forgetting the noodle legs I had because of the events of last night and early morning I got off too fast landing badly on my ankle dislocating my foot. The pain was over baring but when my hands moved to fix it they just stopped and I decided maybe I deserved this, maybe this would help me get back to my senses.

I have never done anything like this to myself, the pain made me want to immediately fix my foot but every time my hands tried they stopped. I understood when my body reacted at his touch it did set fire to my core and I've come to accept it but getting flashbacks and just the memories of how my body completely surrendered to him was something else and getting hot at just the thought was what gave me the motive, my body needed to be reminded- I thought. My leg was so painful, even without pressing down on it it was beyond painful. I just told myself I would fix it before he got here but time seemed to fly when I came outside because I was starting to find it difficult breathing in the inside.

"Sorry I just wanted some fresh air, I was tired of being in your bedroom the entire day." I said looking forward and trying to sound as normal as possible. Taking a shower with this leg had been so painful but at least I did not get as much flash backs.

"How are you feeling?" He asked I knew he was referring to the cramps which have stopped completely there was no sign of them which was something that has never happened before because usually at this time I usually would be laying in bed with my ass up trying to ease the immobilising pain coming from my abdomen.

"I'm still breathing." I said looking at him not surprised to find his eyes on me

"You can do better than that." He said there was no darkness in the pools of his green eyes but warning. Warning from Lachlan was more than enough to make me unsettled. I looked away from him knowing if I looked at him any longer my heart would speed up, it was already on a faster rate his eyes still on me, daring me.

"The cramps are gone and I'm feeling much better now, thank you." I said levelling out my voice and making sure I was sincere as possible. He didn't seem to buy it but he chose silence, the fear I felt was no pretence as I decided to shut up.

"You seem to be very fond of this spot." He said despite everything I liked it when he was calm but not the calm before the storm but just calm because it made me less on edge but I also had to keep in mind that this was Lachlan.

"I am, it makes me still feel like I have ... freedom."

"You choose to feel restrained." He simply said.

"So if I was to get up and leave you would let me." Just the smile that graced his lips that sent chills down my spine was enough for me.

"Why don't you put that to test love." That was all he said and I wasn't about to do that because I knew the consequences would be severe.

"You are just proving my point." I gulped looking away from as I thought about the outside, how much I would never take my freedom lightly. I planned on being a completely different person after I make it out of here, untraceable but more appreciative of everything I had.

"Why do you choose to do things that will displease me." It didn't sound like a question but it carried weight from his deep baritone voice that demanded attention.

"Show me your leg." He said after some silence, I couldn't read him as he asked but I was anxious. I didn't want to feel scared, why should I be scared, I didn't do anything wrong but yet the beat of my heart against my chest seemed to grow louder I was convinced that if it got any louder he would hear it. I didn't even want to look at him as the thought of lying crossed my mind.

"I-"

"It wasn't a request Isla." I slowly placed my leg on his lap bitting my tongue, as much as I was anxious about his reaction I didn't want him to fix it.

"How did this happen?" I didn't realise how bad it was getting no wonder the pain only seemed to grow as I looked at my leg that was now a completely different colour. The dark purple on my brown skin clearly stood out, the last time I had checked it was red and I had decided to avoid looking at it every now and then before I felt the pain intensified, which it did when I decided on any form of move my concerning my leg.

"I was rushing to the bathroom when I woke up and I fell landing on it in a abnormal angle." I was for a second surprised at how gentle he was analysing it. Even though every fibre in my body seemed frozen as if waiting for the thin string that he had to break I kept my cool which was a very hard thing to do in the presence of Lachlan alone. I wasn't lying though I think that was what kept me composed.

"Why didn't you seek medication attention?" He asked the way his skilled hands moved it was like he was familiar with such an injury. If I had any medical problems I was to tell Irene who would get a doctor who was on call for me.

"I-I I was-going to -" I paused when I realised he was about to pop it into place.

"-Please don't fix it." I whispered looking at him, he looked up at me when the sentence left my mouth. He kept quiet for a second never taking his eyes off me before I knew it he had my foot in a painful hold.

"If you move I will break it." Tears filled my eyes as I tried to remain strong and keep my shaking hands at bay. I have been sitting with a dislocated swollen foot the entire day just small movements were tremendously painful, the grasp made me feel like there was no longer any oxygen in the air as I tried to keep my hands to myself. It was very difficult but what proved to be more scary was disobeying him.

"I want you to answer me honestly because if you lie to me you will be sorry." He said the green in his eyes completely different as it promised me more pain. The man before me was naturally intimidating he didn't move as he looked into my glazed pools that were basically crying out for help.

"Did you do this to yourself?" He asked his naturally deep voice coated in his thick accent, making him sound more terrifying. He didn't raise his voice but besides the goosebumps it was quite clear when he was out for blood. Though his posture never changed I could tell that he wasn't pleased which made the river flowing down my eyes heavier. The beating of my heart and the ringing of my ears seemed to clash as I tried to swallow the pain that seemed stuck in my throat. I didn't see this coming.

"No-no of course not. I didn't do it on purpose. Lach- I didn't -" My voice breaking and strained as my attention was solely on his hand on my foot, the pain was getting worse. I think it was better when I was lost in my thoughts and I was the one voluntarily letting myself feel pain but now red lights flashed in my mind. I feared what he would do to me, I would voluntarily take getting my foot dislocated than having him deal with me.

"Why don't you want it fixed?" The way he asked was as if there was a chance of him understanding, what I noticed about him was that Lachlan never raised his voice no matter what maybe that was why he almost broke my neck when I raised mine at him, I knew he wouldn't understand and my whole foot was starting to become purple because of his painful cement grasp. My face was hot and wet.

"I-I think I -I -I just need- deserve the pain from-" I didn't even get to finish my sentence. I could feel the tremble of my lips as I tried to focus on breathing correctly. I just wanted to prove to myself that I still had a little control over my body because it seemed like it didn't belong to me anymore which was frustrating and it broke my heart that I kept on feeling and reacting the way I did to him where as my mind wanted to disappear.

"You are doing this to yourself on purpose." He dryly chuckled sending waves to my entire body. I never believed that Lachlan was human but at this point I was fully convinced he wasn't. He had quickly and effortlessly wrapped his thick hand around my neck bringing me closer to him, my bad leg left with no care as it hit the ground in the process. If I didn't have his hand cutting off my air supply I would have screamed my head off. A part of me believed I would have broke anything made of glass from the screams that clawed at my chest.

His eyes bored into mine as I felt myself shake from pain and the little air I had completely gone from moving, that didn't scare me as much as the soulless dead pools that were looking at me. There wasn't a tint of disturbance in them as he slowly took my life away, even when I still had the power to try and fight, he wasn't moved or disturbed by that.

I was slowly beginning to losing consciousness. My lungs burned at the need of oxygen as my body trembled in support of my lungs. I didn't think he would let me go I didn't even see a shred of sympathy or worry when I stopped thrashing around with my hands which was futile. I was surprised when he released me as I greedily welcomed the air back into my system realising we neglect the little things in life realising never before have I been this happy to be able to breathe. I felt like I couldn't stop coughing as I covered my mouth, a hand to my chest hoping to ease the pain, my chest burned but my eyes were focused on him. I was too afraid to look elsewhere.

"It would be in your best interest to listen carefully because I will never repeat myself. I don't give a fuck what you think or whatever reason you have. You are to never harm yourself willingly.-" he paused before grabbing my foot once more this time the way he grabbed it made me think it would blow up, he was twisting it at an irregular angle making everything worse. I couldn't help but make a sound as my entire body trembled in pure pain. It wasn't easy stopping my sobs as they burned my chest but that wasn't what I cared about right now. What I cared about was keeping my leg because it looked like if he was to press it any further at that angle he would break it.

"Lach-" my arms were out as my hands tried to reach his hands, my whole body's temperature sky rocketing.

"If you do this again I will gladly show you what pain is. Do you understand?"  He expected a response. I was frozen in pain this was worse than the last time he held my foot. His hold tightened breaking out a sob from me. I knew he wouldn't repeat himself. I didn't understand him neither did I understand why he cared but I should have known by now that I should expect the unexpected from him.

"Yes I understand." I rushed out clutching my teeth tightly together as he swiftly put my foot back into place. My chest was wet from tears as it's going up and down movement quickened. The quick surge of pain made feel dizzy, I think it was because I had held my breath for too long trying to wait for the moment the pain would lessen but I was sure I still hadn't recovered from earlier on, it never came.

My mouth slightly open as I used it for breathing my nose completely forgotten and clogged, tears continued to paint my face and my body trembled in pain and fear, my eyes never moved from his. I felt like time had slowed down on my part as I looked at the Viking man. No matter what I just couldn't understand him. I already understood that he was a psychopath but I don't think it was actually clear to me, my mind wondered, my body frozen not wanting to provoke him in anyway, as pain continued to intensify.

I whimpered when he took me into his arms carrying me into the house. I fisted my hands together forcing my mind not to run away because the moment he reached for me, my instinct was to run. He laid me on the side of the bed before he disappeared into the bathroom my head was spinning. I couldn't figure out why I couldn't just control the pain anymore, well at first it wasn't this bad and earlier on my mind was too occupied to be focused on the pain, I had a much needed dive into the past but right now it was probably because he made things worse. It felt like my leg was broken.

I watched him walk out of the bathroom with a first aid kit in his hands, I couldn't help but wonder what he would do with that because my brain refused to believe that he was going to tend to my leg. Deep down I thought he would hurt me again, for a second my mind crossed the possibility of him having a tool inside the kit that could hurt me, I was very much terrified the moment he lifted me into his arms, I had accepted my fate because I knew that Lachlan can always make it worse.

"You-you are not going to hurt me." He seemed focused as he tended to my foot that felt like it was on fire right now. His rough big hands looked so foreign doing something like this. It was like his hands only knew destruction so to see them gently tending to my foot was not comprehendible.

"No, but there won't be a next time." He said looking at me for confirmation. My body reacted before my tongue as my head nodded in confirmation before letting out a sound. I couldn't believe it, I was so relived I started crying.

"I won't do it again." I quickly let out. I hissed when his hand brushed against the sore part, I noticed he didn't apologise but instead his actions tried to be more gentle but his rough hands proved to be made of stone. I was now more concerned as to what was going on. I kept my mouth shut as I watched his intimidating figure, anyone looking from the sidelines would swear it looked like my little foot would break in his hands.

"The way that you are tending to that wound, it almost seems like you care about me." I started my voice low and my eyes cast down. My heart was bleeding because I couldn't see myself escaping from him and I almost questioned why I should keep on pushing when everything seemed to be clear.

"Should I not care about you?" He asked his eyes focused on my wound. I could be screaming, crying hysterically but Lachlan would still be nonchalant.

"It doesn't really seem like it, you kidnapped me, made me feel pain I had no idea existed and so much more." My heart was bleeding as I spoke to him but I had to get it off my chest. That seemed to be the only explanation.

"Have you tried not doing anything stupid?" He asked his tone unchanging and serious.

"Have -you considered —that -kidnapping me will never make me stay, that maybe for the rest of our lives I would never stop trying to run from you." He chuckled the room deadly silent as I held my breath immediately regretting my choice of words. Even though my voice was soft and genuine because I really wanted to know I now thought maybe it was better if I didn't.

"Make your decisions with confidence milseán because when the time comes for us to go head to head I want the same confidence." I don't know if it was his words or eyes but my stomach dropped as I dropped my gaze staring at the floor. I just wanted to be home, that was all I wanted.

"I just want to go home." I was suddenly feeling very emotional and overwhelmed as I looked at him.

"You are home." He said looking at me, I couldn't describe the look on his face but I didn't want to provoke him in any way.

"It doesn't feel like it." I whispered being honest being back to fiddling with my fingers.

"Have you tried making it feel like home?" Even though most of this conversation consisted of him looking at the job at hand every word stated with me.

"It's kind of hard Lachlan looking at the circumstances." I said gulping knowing very well that he knew what I was referring to. At least my foot was starting to feel better than before. I was scared of how everything was turning out. He seemed collected but I was still on alert. He was unpredictable.

"There is nothing that will change so I advice you make do because I'm not planning on letting you live without me." He said his words carrying so much of power. I decided to keep quiet and tried to stop crying as his words rang in my head. Something has to change.

"Do you see us like this for the rest of our lives, me being miserable." I quietly questioned. My mind was running.

"You choose to be miserable because there isn't a single thing I wouldn't do for you in this world if you pleased." He said seriously looking into my eyes making me hold my breath. Even collected he was still intimidating. I knew this was the end of the conversation. I had witnessed a side I didn't know existed of the Viking man it left me on edge.

And with that he was done, leaving me with my thoughts before a maid came back with some pills. To say I was astonished would be nothing, I had to make sure that he really said I could have medication. After taking the medication after some time just laying on the bed a slave to my thoughts I started to feel drowsy and sleepy, I didn't know where he went and I wouldn't ask, I was more than happy to accept sleep with open hands my last thought, Why should I be miserable for my duration in this place.

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I would never discontinue a book, school might keep me occupied for some time but I will always finish my books.

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