Destined To Be His

by EmilyA198527

Abandoned as a baby, Sophia called a village of people where she was the only Daikini her home and Willow and Kiaya Ufgood as her parents. It would be when the arrival of a small baby left like herself and encountering a tall, dark man who has a connection to her that her whole life would change forever.

21. Chapter 21

Note: This is purely a fanfiction based story. No profit will be made from it. I only wrote this out of admiration of the film, Willow, and of my favorite wrestler, The Undertaker

Chapter Twenty-One

This is not what I was really wanting to hear at the moment.

Sophia's nerves were already shot to the end due to her being away from her father and the people she had been brought up around all of her life since she had been taken in by Willow and his wife, the only mother she truly had grown up knowing. All that she wanted was to return back home to be with the ones that loved her with the same type of love that she had for them. The last thing that she wanted at the moment was to go up to a room that Markus had gotten for him and her to spend the night in.

She was still a virgin. No man had ever been intimate with her during the course of her life at all. None of the men back in her village home would even try to hold her hand or kiss her cheek. Knowing that there was a really good chance that Markus would be taking her virginity that very night did not sit well with her. Sophia wished to keep a hold on the one gift that only her husband would be given on their wedding night instead of being intimidated by the dark individual that had stolen her away from her family and all those that she held dear to her heart.

Gathering up as much strength that she could manage, Sophia turned herself in the direction of where a staircase was nestled, and begun moving towards it. She gripped the sides of her dress with her fingernails digging into the skirt of it out of a need to hold onto something to keep the obvious shakiness they were experiencing from being noticed by the others that were near her or even to the piercing gaze of Markus.

The distance between herself and the staircase that led up to the rooms that were above the tavern had dwindled down to being very little when she felt the sensation of a hand grabbing onto her backside, harshly. The sensation snapped herself out of the state she had been in and back to reality. Turning her attention to where she had felt the hand come from, Sophia locked her eyes on a filthy, drunkard eyeing her in a perverted manner. She cringed in disgust at seeing the stare she got from him, as well as from the words coming out of his mouth in her direction.

"Such a pretty young lass you are." He said, chuckling. "Why not you come up to my room with me for a little bit of fun?"

I think that I am going to be sick.

The idea of going to a room for the night with Markus alone made her fear for what would await her. However, the idea of going to bed with this pathetic piece of life made her stomach churn in a way that would make her physically sick. There was no way she would even consider going to a room to be alone with the man that had grabbed her ass with his filthy hands and smelt of nothing but the alcohol that he was drinking.

Sophia proceeded to issue a response back to the vile man at the question that he had asked of her in a perverted way when her eyes noticed Markus to be looking at the man with deadly intent. She had never seen the look on his face before on any man back in the village she was raised in. As her eyes soaked in his stare, as well as his body language, she clearly knew what was behind the reasoning for the way he was fixated on the man.

Protection. He was planning to protect her at all cost despite making her uneasy with the idea of going to bed with him upstairs in the spare rooms that the tavern would rent out. There was no doubt in her mind that he was going to keep her safe, and deal with the animal that had dared to put his hand on her in an unwanted gesture.

Keeping her gaze focused on the man that had abducted her from the woods, Sophia watched Markus slowly walk towards the man that was nestled in a chair at the little round table that had numerous empty tankards scattered about it. She drew in a breath of air, and watched with anticipation to discover what he would have to say to the person who wished to have her go to their room and not to the room that he had gotten for the two of them.