I waited for Ronan in his quarters after Nebula threw me in forcefully. "Fuck you!" I had screamed after her.
Ronan would pay dearly for his kidnapping me and then thinking seducing me would actually work. Peter would see to it that he was killed slowly and painfully by Drax, who already hated him for killing his family. That is, if Peter didn't kill him first for hurting me.
The doors to Ronan's quarters swung open, and none other than Ronan came through, a smirk plastered across his face. His violet eyes glowed even brighter in the pitch darkness of the room, with the power of the orb surging throughout his veins.
"You are indeed a vision, aren't you, my Ashley?" He droned, moving closer to me. He set the Universal Weapon down in the corner before continuing his slow, predatory pursuit of me.
"You can't do this. Peter will come for me. He'll see to it that you suffer if you do this, Ronan. You don't want to die before destroying Xandar, do you?" I protested.
"This Star Lord is posing a problem to me." Ronan said in a dangerous tone. "Do not worry, my dear. Your precious Star Lord will die quickly by my hand. When he comes, if he comes, I will kill him and then I will cure the universe of Xandar."
By this time he had reached me, and he pulled me in vigorously for a kiss.
"Please. Don't do this. Ronan." I begged against his lips.
Ronan smiled into the kiss, showing off his black teeth. "It's already done, my sweet. There is no turning back now, and I will have my prize. Nobody denies me what is mine, and Star Lord will most certainly not start now."
He released me for but a moment, throwing me onto his bed, black silk sheets and all. Ronan smiled widely at me this time, and I knew what was coming. He was going to take me, right here, right now. Thousands of miles away from my Peter, my Star Lord.
The Accuser sighed. "I'm going to leave you begging me for more, screaming my name in wild erotica…and when I have finished with you, my pure, innocent Ashley…it will be as if Star Lord has never existed."