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I looked at the man that easily towered over the Doctor who was about to finish inspecting my thigh. He had been really serious about calling the doctor- when we got here the doctor was already here I didn't even get time to catch my breath. I tried to assure him but he had already made up his mind.

Lachlan stood there a few feet from us as he calmly watched us but the fact that he was silent and clam didn't help the atmosphere. I could feel the pressure the doctor felt just by looking into his eyes. I felt sorry for him but even I couldn't help in anyway at this point. And I tried not to wince or show any signs of pain even though it was hard.

I didn't remember how exactly I got hurt but I did know very well that it was from our recent activities, I was convinced that the pleasure the Viking man had set off in my body had  completely masked the pain but now it came back tenfold. It was somehow worse than this morning.

When the doctor saw that I just needed ointment just as I had thought I could see him visibly relax a bit- he still had a giant Viking man not far from him his eyes on his every move as he tried to wrapped up.  The atmosphere was thick and I could tell he could barely breathe -I couldn't exactly blame him. I had smiled at him trying make him ease up a bit but it didn't go very far.

There was a slight tremor in his hands that wasn't that visible but if you looked long enough you would be able to see it. I wonder was what Lachlan said to him. As he tried to bandage me up - I bit my tongue looking down when his hands pressed a little bit too hard on my thigh. I cast my head down trying to tell myself that it would be over in just a minute -my thigh was throbbing in pain. I had to swollen my whimpers. I understood why he was being a little sloppy -he was scared and I'm sure he wanted more than anything to be out of here.

"It would be in your best interest to stop and take a step back." His voice filled the room leaving no room for question. Before I could even register his words the Doctor removed himself from me like I was scorching fire. My head shot up in his direction, I watched him move to where the Doctor had been sitting- but closer his eyes solely on my wound.

The white sweatshirt he had on not only did nothing to hide his perfect physique but it also made his eyes 'glisten'. He didn't once look at me giving the situation at hand his full attention as if it needed the up most care.

"Mr O'Sullivan -you don't -you don't have to." I could tell that the short sturdy man was panicking. Beads of sweat covered his forehead as he looked at the Viking man. Even with his hands pressed together in a manner to stop them from trembling he couldn't keep them still.

"I try and reason with myself letting my self know that you are the doctor you are just trying to help but the moment you inflict pain upon her-" He paused carefully lifting up my leg so the bandage would be able to go under my thigh.

"There is no more logic Dr Drew. Just the urge to slice your hands off." His voice low and deep. As he carefully wrapped the bandage around me. I have never seen him so gentle. How could he be so gentle and caring with his hands yet his words so dark and frightening. The man looked like he could barely breathe- he was not the usual Doctor who sees me. I wonder where he was because I knew he was a little used to Lachlan. This one looked like he was about to faint.

"My apologies Mr O'Sullivan."

"Don't apologise tell me what I want to hear."

I didn't understand him, he has laid more serious wounds on me than this- compared to what he has done to me this was nothing.

"She will be fine. Everything will be fine- it's just a temporary bruise the swelling should go down in no time. She should make sure to apply some ice to the bruise two to three times a day and avoid heat. -and -and she should try and keep of it. -She -she should also apply this ointment before changing the elastic bandage."

"Otherwise -everything will be fine." He said in one breath. I looked at the Viking man he was taking his time.

"Thank you Doctor Drew." I said trying to ease the tension.

"You-you can go, We will follow your instructions." I said smiling at him, he hesitantly looked at Lachlan who didn't look back at him but only nodded. I could tell he couldn't be happier to leave. Now I was left alone with him I slightly calmed down seeing how much dedicated he was in doing everything better than the Doctor. He didn't even once make the mistake of hurting me.

I looked at him busy on my thigh, this might have been the perfect opportunity to ask him to join Annie's book club. I really didn't like the fact that I wasn't writing and it didn't help when I tried to pick up a book to refresh my mind. Annie made it sound like they had fun. I stopped myself from asking afraid of rejection. I actually felt like this would help me get back into my zone.

The idea of reading a certain book and exploring the lines and emotions in the book with people made me excited. I would completely be in another world and I would get to see how other people take different tropes and their different understandings of character development and more as the story unfolds.

"What's wrong?" Without even glancing at me, I found it very odd that he could tell that something was wrong.

"I have been meaning to tell- ask you something." I started off trying to swallow the words that wanted to escape. His hands somehow soothed me which was ironic considering they have truly shown me the true definition of pain.

"What was the first thing that came to your mind when you first saw me?" I found myself asking instead, I was afraid of rejection from him I really thought that joining the club would be a really big thing for me. I needed the help. And I knew once he said no there was no going back.

"Marino was right." he said without second thought I was very confused.

"It's not uncommon for men in my line of work to have families but I started being involved in this business at a very young age. I never envisioned my life outside of this work - that was until -you."

"Marino said -'nothing made sense with without her'. I remember telling him to stop watching films because they were getting into his head and asking him since when did he become a fucking poet. The first time he told me about S'nazo I truly didn't understand, now he reminds me of my words because now -I understand." His words, voice and eyes drew me in. All of a sudden my entire attention was on him. Instead of being flattered a deep fear was clawing it's way inside of me.

"W-who is Marino?"

"An old friend, you will meet them soon enough."

"I -You -but how do you know. -I mean to say -Uhm there are other women out there."

"I know."

"So why not them."

"Because they are not you. You were made for me. You belong to me." It's how easily the answers left his lips and the honesty that I could hear behind them that had my heart racing.

"I didn't know you were a romantic." I said uneasily chuckling trying to ease my emotions and my racing heart. He was still busy with my thigh and as much as I didn't want to admit it I was feeling a lot better.

"I'm not."

"How do you know I was made for you. We were complete strangers I could have been married -with children."

"That wouldn't have changed anything, I will admit I would have been displeased that you carried another man's child and you took sacred vows with someone else but it's nothing I could not fix." I felt my heart rate pick up- it had already been racing - now -it pounded against my chest, as I just went over what he had said and what he meant. Maybe I didn't heard him right.

How would that have been fair -I didn't even know him. I don't blame myself for being surprised even with the circumstances of how I got here - I just can't seem to grasp that there was something deeply and mentally wrong with the man before me. He would have punished me for being with someone else even though I didn't know him. A part of me was glad I wasn't in that situation. I wouldn't be able to survive that. I somehow knew it would have ended in blood. I could hear it in his voice.

"Why- Lachlan I would not have been at fault -I wouldn't even have know who you are." His words and how crazy he sounded didn't match the gentleness of his hands.

"Just the thought of someone else touching you -touching what belongs to me, drives me insane." His voice was deep and hypnotising, I felt his accent sharpened his threats, forever curving them on my conscious.

"If this surprises you then you still don't understand the great lengths I would go to - for you." The fact that he didn't need to look at me or change his tone -the fact that I understood just how serious he was just by the sound of his voice said something. I was uneasy and at the same time I wanted to unpack his mind more but above all else I wanted was to stop the fear in my eyes and ease my racing heart.

"I'm trying to understand you." He didn't say anything.

"Do -Do you remember your first kill?" I asked, as much I tried to stray from such conversations with him I was curious- I never thought I would ever come across anyone like him. At the same time I was trying so hard to fish for any sign that he was human, I desperately needed it- I always would.

It was hard to pretend that he didn't just say what he just said -it was hard to pretend that I wasn't terrified of his mind and his obsessive tendencies. It was hard to pretend that his presence alone wasn't body crippling.

"Yes."

"Did it give you nightmares?"

"No."

"How did it make you feel?" He looked at me a smirk on his beautiful face, as I looked at him I didn't blame myself for falling into his trap- Lachlan was a different type of beautiful. I believed even the novels I read had nothing on him and that said a lot. I never thought such humans existed. It wasn't fair.

That even seeing how evil he was -hearing how messed up he was he was still enchanting. No matter how much I could even begin to harbour hate for him -it would not do anything to his looks.

"It was too quick."

"I-I that is not the answer I expected. At least I know you can feel. I didn't think you had that ability." I gulped his previous words still ringing at the back of my mind as I blinked. The pills were really starting to kick in but I was fighting them. I was trying to be as calm as possible. That was a very important emotion when it came to speaking to him.

"Should I not be able to?"

"Do you feel anything when you- when you- 'kill' people?" I asked creating the inverted commas with my fingers. A soft laugh left his lips, completely drawing me in and capturing me. My mind and emotions a prisoner to him now too.

The only information that I had was from books and in majority of the dark books I have read they at least felt some type of way. This was uncharted ground, I gulped thinking about it at least he was talking to me, I had liked and hated that he was brutally honest all the time but right now I didn't know how I felt about it.

I've never met anyone like him and I don't think I ever want to. He just directly implied he would have killed my family without second thought. I took in a deep breath watching him. I couldn't get over the words and yet again I had to put on my big girl pants on and take them like a champ. My eyes burned but I was able to keep my composure.

They burned because this was just the tip of the ice, it just let me know how dangerous this 'obsession' was, how psychotic he was. It made me think of how far he would actually go.

"Why the inverted commas?"

"I-I don't know."

"You won't like my answers love."

"At least now do you feel any negative emotions -like sympathy or regret." He chuckled amused.

"This isn't one of your books Isla." There was something about the way he said that that made my stomach drop.

"No -to answer your question."

"It's - it's just hard to understand how you feel." I said in all honesty.

"You have concluded that because I find what I do exhilarating there is something wrong with me."

"Normal people-"

"Normal is what you know and what suits you."

"-In my world normal is being able to kill someone at 7." my heart tugged at his words. It might have been trauma that caused him to be like this. He never had a proper childhood he didn't do what normal children should have been doing.

I yawn having my hand against my mouth before stretching my arms. It was getting harder to push the sleep away as I suddenly felt very tired.

"You were only a child." I softly said looking at him he didn't find anything wrong with what he had just said.

"Don't be sad love, I grew up long before that and I didn't do anything I didn't want to."

I knew we have spoke about this before but I don't think I will ever understand. I appreciated his honesty even though it proved he was batshit crazy. It made me even think he was beyond saving.

"But I -"

"That's enough for today. You need to rest." I wanted to fight him but even the idea of sleep sounded like the greatest idea ever right now.

"Thank you for my thigh, it feels better."

"Don't thank me for taking care of you Isla, it's my duty." Everything that he said seemed to scare me -it would have been normal maybe if someone else might have said it but when Lachlan says something it made it completely different even though there was nothing normal about what he had just said.

"I don't want to see you putting pressure on your leg." The difference when he said it and when the doctor said it was very clear. I nodded my head as he got up not before helping me comfortably lay back. I had concluded a long time ago that I liked it when he took care of me it was so much better than when he was mad at me. I closed my eyes ready for sleep to take over this time, I felt him place a blanket over me before everything else went dark.

I needed to find a way to help him.

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I looked at screen before me - I wasn't standing far from the screen as I swung my hand that held a remote watching the person in the screen swing her racket in corresponce to me. My thigh had got better and this was what I considered physical therapy because the Viking man didn't want me out of this room.

He didn't mind carrying me everywhere- literally. The past few days have been torture I wasn't allowed to do anything for myself just because of my thigh -it was cute and annoying. I noticed he was around a lot more-definitely a lot more. I didn't question it. I panicked when I heard the door about to open and in panicking I froze instead of jumping on the bed and pretending to be asleep.

I would have never have done this had I not been cleared by the doctor that I was fully healed but Lachlan just wanted to be sure -I think it was because the colour from the wound hadn't faded that much. I was healed but if I was to press too hard against my wound it was painful. I hid the remote behind my back after freezing and watching him for a second.

"Lachlan- I was just - getting in my -getting in -getting in a few steps for my dance routine?- yeah dance routine!" I said swaying my shoulders a bit-I could tell by the amusement in his eyes he would ask me to elaborate.

"Please don't let me stop you." He said his hands now in his pockets as he watched me. I then started trying to do the electric slide failing miserably because I couldn't dance to save my own life.

"You forgot to switch off the screen love." He observed still watching me the corner of his lips curved.

"I was just trying to get in some physio therapy because you won't let me do anything." I started to whine. I was frustrated. He came closer to me - if we hadn't spent so much time together the past few days I would have been terrified but I was just reminded how much he really didn't like it when I was far from him, I was still getting used to it. At the back of my mind the fear would always be there but it was a bit better now.

"You can go out today and do as you wish." He placed his hands around my waist bringing my body to life - a power only he wielded. Terrible -I know but there was nothing I could do about.

His other hand brushed my cheek, he still looked at me as if I was the only sanity he knew of, the possessiveness that shone in his eyes as always made me uneasy.

The news brought me joy, that meant I could finally go out to Annie's garden -I could finally see her and talk to someone who was normal. Being 'sick' made me more confused about the man before me- I didn't understand him one bit. He treated me with so much of care and when he wasn't around he made sure I was in good hands well- Irene's because she was suppose to jump at my every need and that was the opposite of what she did. She was also getting worse- worse than before.

When she had brought me food while my injury was still fresh she had dropped the tray on my thigh on purpose before letting out a sorry miserably acting like she cared.

"You really mean that?" I couldn't stand being in this room any longer so of course it was a big deal I was starting to think I would never get out.

"Yes, but first I want you to come with me, get dressed."

"I'm already dressed." I tried to defend myself referring to the shorts and tank top I had on. I knew he didn't approve but I didn't care.

"Get dressed." Not moved by my comment.

"Wait- where are we going?" He was about to leave as I stopped him. I needed to know in order to dress accordingly.

"We are running some errands around the house."

"Feeding your demon dogs is not on the list right?" I asked taking a step back, I was met with silence. They were so big and they scared me.

"They like you." For a second I looked at him my mouth slight ajar before frowning. I doubt they liked anything aside from human flesh.

"Lachlan I don't want to be near those demons, they are probably plotting on how to kill me!" I exclaimed. I quickly slipped into the walk in closet without putting up a fight- not that I stood a chance or that I could actually put up a fight. I changed into a simple green and white strapless floral dress before looking at myself in the mirror and quickly rushing out I didn't want him to leave me.

I didn't want to watch him feeding his dogs human limbs -that was all they ate. I would never get used to that. Before I could say anything we heard a scream from outside the house. As if on queue, there was a knock on the door on command a man walked in that I recognised as one of his guards. He said something in Gaelic to him.

My breath hitched when I heard the person who I now recognised to be a woman scream my name without even thinking I ran outside. I could hear the screams get louder as I got closer. My thigh didn't even cross my mind as I ran following the scream, my stomach turned in fear when I made it outside I didn't stop. That voice was all too familiar, tears clouded my eyes as I got closer.

I didn't think twice when I saw a guard holding her. Nothing else mattered in the moment. I slowed down my pace trying to seem as calm as possible.

"Miss Khumalo. I-" I made sure to smile and get close enough to quickly retrieve his gun which was on his side -he was too slow seeing at he had a hostage in his arms, using the butt of the gun I slammed it against his head knocking him out cold. I looked around searching for the other guards making sure that the safety on the gun in my hand was off, I was ready to shoot anyone who threatened to hurt her.

"Anele." I whispered breathlessly watching her. She had a look of pure fear mixed with shock as she slowly stood up jumping into my arms and holding me tight. She was crying and whispering incoherent things as she tightened her hold. As much as I wanted to just get lost in the hug I couldn't, I had to be vigilant I had to get her out of here.

Tears kept on flowing down her cheeks, I could feel them on my shoulder. I could not help my tears -I didn't care about mine though it was her sobs that tore me apart. I held onto her as if I was in a dream about to wake up, I held onto her as if I was about to lose her forever, my one hand still on the gun my eyes wide open. The thought that crossed my mind scared me back into reality.

We finally pulled apart the fact that Lachlan wasn't here and that no other guard came made me uneasy. And why was there only one guard.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came for you." She said her voice was groggy and she couldn't stop crying. Her face was red and so were her eyes. I couldn't scold her right now about her choices- I knew it was all from a good place. Plus we didn't have time for that. My heart was racing.

"How-how did you -how did you?" she asked her eyes moving between the gun in my hand and the man who was knocked out.

"What are you doing here Anele?"

"I have been searching for you- I thought I lost you." Her voice broke as she glanced around in fear. I didn't think of all situations I would land myself in this, I was afraid to even think what he would do to me but I had to protect her no matter the cost.

"H-how did you find me? How did you get in here?" I knew there was no way she remembered the way from that day she was worse than myself.

"Uhm-Uhm I -" her lack of words brought me nothing but dread as I tried to focus on her and not my sudden breathing problem.

"Anele." I took a step back terrified at the look in her eyes. There was too much quiet around this place. I couldn't even see a single guard. I knew that couldn't have been a good sign. As much as I wanted to catch up and I wanted to hold her and comfort her and tell her everything would be alright -her life mattered more to me. Something didn't feel right.

"They caught me trying to-I -I don't- I was trying to break in- I needed to see you- to speak to you." My breath hitched, I had a very bad feeling about this. The drums of my heart were slowly taking over my hearing. I didn't have time to tell her how stupid her actions were and it wouldn't change anything now. It explained her appearance. Her jeans were dirty and her hair had seen better days.

"You have to go." I tried to be strong but my voice cracked I couldn't bare the thought of being alone -again but I couldn't have her in harms why. I couldn't let her hear the fear in my voice or see it in my eyes. I had to act like it would all be okay. I wouldn't be able to survive anything happening to her. I knew that even though I wouldn't win I would still fight for her.

"No-no I don't want to leave you. I can't leave you again. I can't leave you with him." Didn't she understand. Her life was more in danger compared to mine.

"Anele! You tried to break into his estate! We both won't leave this place alive but if only one of us leaves now there might be a chance of survival." I whispered panicking. I bit the inside of my cheek trying to stop myself from crying. He won't be happy about this. The thought of him displeased made me tremble - he would hurt me. I closed my eyes for a brief second needing to pull myself together.

"Listen to me I will be fine!" I cleared my throat, I had to be strong I kept on chanting it to myself in my head. I couldn't let her get tied up in this and I knew that Lachlan wasn't an understanding man.

"I shouldn't have let him take you. I was suppose to protect you. I brought you into this country I'm supposed to have your back, I can't let him have you Isla." The pain in her voice was so thick that it triggered tears again from me. Hearing her in pain caused me to be in pain.

"Hey-hey listen to me." I tried to get her attention she seemed to be spiralling. There was nothing she could do and this situation didn't help me at all but I understood.

"I'm okay- I'm okay see I'm in one piece. I can take care of myself." I said holding her hands - something we would to do to calm each other down.

"Anele you can never come back here. Do you understand?" I said seriously, trying to make her see how serious I was.

"I will never abandon you. I have already contacted Sam who is already doing something about this. I don't know when she will be here. She is also still trying to get a hold of Serenity. I needed you to know that. We haven't given up." That should have given me hope- I mean the stupid part of myself dared to dream but the other part of myself was terrified. Didn't they understand the situation. Lachlan was not a regular man you meet everyday - he was powerful, bloodthirsty and dangerous.

I knew that had this moment happened earlier in my captivity it would have made me so happy, it would have filled me hope and joy. But the only thing these news did to me was terrify me.

"No-no Anele listen to me. Stop whatever you are doing just-" seeing that look in her eyes. That fire that nothing said could burn it out. I understood where she came from if the roles where reversed I would easily lay down my life for her -fight for her even though I knew I would be doomed from the moment I had entered this property. There was nothing I could say to her that would make her understand -I understood that look too well.

"You need to go. I need you to leave okay. I really need you to leave. He will kill everyone I care about, I truly believe that. I can't lose you, I won't be able to -I won't be able to live. Please be careful."

"But there is so much to -"

"Anele you need to leave!" I could see the battle in her eyes but she reluctantly agreed seeing how desperate I was, I would only be able to breathe after she was out of here. She made me promise to text her, I did knowing that would ease her mind and help her be able to leave me behind because if the tables were turned I don't think I would have been able to do the same.

"I -" I paused watching him come closer from a distance, he was alone. Even though I was the one with the gun I felt nothing but fear. I moved her body behind me shielding her from him.

"Lachlan." I croaked out - he stood not far from me and he hadn't done anything yet he only watched the scene before him unfold but the tears that left my eyes could form a flood. I trembled in his presence yet again I had the gun.

"Don't touch her." He said his gaze no longer on me but behind me, I was caught off guard as I caught one of his guards behind me. I moved back with Anele creating enough distance to see them both. Aiming the gun at the guard. He had caught me off guard- Serenity would be disappointed- I was disappointed in myself.

But I also wasn't surprised, with Lachlan around the world didn't make sense to me.

"What are you doing Mo Grá?" He asked the corner of his lips picking up.

"I won't let you hurt her." I started, my hands wouldn't allow me to point the gun at him so I focused on the guard. Anele was quiet but I could feel her trembling behind me. His dominating dark presence swallowed you whole.

"I can explain-" I panicked he kept his silence and only watched. His silence was enough to make my stomach turn.

"She doesn't know- she didn't know. She was just trying to protect me from you."

"-Lachlan please understand." I felt like I was slowly drowning in his dark eyes.

"Please -just -please-"

"-Please don't hurt her- she's very dear to me. I promise -you will never see her again."

"I don't give a fuck who she is." A shiver went down my spine at his words.

"I won't let you touch her! I have never asked of anything of you aside from my freedom, I won't let you kill her. I would rather die trying." This made him chuckle.

"You are willing to lay down your life for someone who is already a ghost." Fear and anger flooded my system. His words angered me, I wanted to scream at him because as much as I didn't think it was fair he could take lives as he pleased it didn't change the reality that he could. And hearing him address her as already dead only fuelled my anger. I tried to withhold my tongue knowing what was about to leave my mouth would not help me in anyway and would piss him off.

"You have two more minutes of your little game. I'm growing irritated." I hated how he lacked any emotion in his tone yet here I was begging for someone's life.

"You will get that car and drive her out of here." I said to the guard I had been pointing the gun at, I ran out of options not that I had many to begin with. He wasn't moved by my words -he looked to his boss awaiting his decision, the Viking man now had a smirk on his face- I didn't want to lie I was petrified.

He gave him a curt nod which then brought life to the guard. I hugged Anele letting her know how much I loved her. I wasn't sure if I would survive him but at least she would be gone. I knew she wasn't stupid enough to stay here after this. It made me feel a little bit better knowing she had a lot of money at her disposal.

"Will you not be joining her?" I now pointed the gun at him, what angered me more was the fact that this whole situation seemed to amuse him. He didn't seem moved by the gun pointed at him at all.

"I wish I could."

"You seem like you have a lot on your chest Mo Grá."

"I hate that I can't leave because I want to-" sobs cut of my speech, my heart was racing and pain was all I felt. The realisation of being stuck here -of being nothing but his prisoner hitting me hard. Knowing I couldn't leave him as I watched Anele's car exit the big gates.

"You are a terrible human being. I would rather -I would rather die- no - drown - I would rather drown than to spend the remainder of my life with you!" I said groggily. I couldn't stop crying at least Anele was gone she had a better chance without me.

"Your time is up. If you are not going to shoot I suggest you get on a head start." His words crippled my body- not again. Images of him with a bloody hammer nailing my hands to the wall flashed through my mind making me start to hyperventilate before I knew it everything went dark.

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