"To my beautiful daugher and soon to be son in law," Hunter said.
Chelsey and Baron smiled at each other before leaning in for an embrace and a kiss. Everyone clapped and cheered. It was their engagement party. Baron had finally popped the question, and Chelsey's father had put on this huge party in their garden and invited everyone he knew.
"Do you even know half of these people?" Baron asked lowly.
"I don't have a clue who anyone is," Chelsey sighed. "They're all his friends and business partners. Dangerous people. Don't pick a fight with anyone. He likes you but that can quickly change."
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too, and I don't wanna lose you," she chuckled. "So be a good boy and play it safe."
"Anything for you, darling," he said.
Hunter stepped down from the small stage he had set up in the garden, and walked over to them.
"Baron," Hunter smiled. "I would like to talk about some business with you. Now that you're joining the family, you should get in on the family business."
"That sounds interesting," Baron said.
"I'm gonna go get some more champagne. You two boys behave while I'm gone," Chelsey said.
"Don't I always?" Hunter smirked.
"No, you never do," Chelsey smirked back.
Chelsey walked over to the bar to pick up a glass of champagne. She looked over at Baron and Hunter that were in a deep conversation. She stepped backwards until she found herself at the edge of the garden where she could watch everyone.
Everything suddenly went fast. A hand clamped over her mouth while she was being pulled backwards out of the garden and into the heavy bushes surrounding it. She dropped the glass of champagne. A gun was pressed into her back.
"Ssh," a dark voice shushed her while pressing the gun further in. "I know you feel this. One wrong move and you're dead. Now we're gonna start walking. Don't make a sound or do anything stupid, and I won't hurt you."
He kept holding on to her while being behind her and pushing her forward through the bushes. They approached a car.
"Get in," he said.
She got into the car while he walked around to the driver's side. It wasn't until he got in that she finally found out who her kidnapper was. Roman Reigns. Another bad seed of the town but he ran in other circles than her father. Their sides had clashed many times in the past. Whatever Roman thought that Hunter had done wrong this time, it had to be something big for him to kidnap her.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked.
He backhanded her without warning. She fell back in her seat and tasted the blood in her mouth.
"Shut up!" He growled.
She kept quiet while he drove them to a house. He grabbed her arm and forced her through the house and down in the basement. He pushed her towards a bed he had put up down there.
"Get naked!" He barked.
"No," she said.
"Are you sure you wanna tango with me?" He smirked.
"I wanna know why I'm here," she said.
He was faster than she had expected. In a matter of seconds she found herself bent over the bed while being held down by him. The sound of her long, orange dress ripping as he tore it up sent chills down her spine.
"Please!" She begged.
"I'm gonna do to you what your father does to all those women," he said.
Her panties were ripped off her. She cried out in pain as he forced himself inside her. His thrusts came fast and hard. It was all about showing her he was in charge and what he could and would do to her. He kept his hand firmly on her neck to hold her down. Not that she fought back. She stayed still and waited for him to be done. A minute later he pulled back out of her. He yanked her up from the bed and pulled the ripped dress off her.
"Bra!" He demanded.
She knew there was no point in fighting it. She took off her bra and handed it to him.
"Very good," he smirked. "We're gonna get along very well."
He pushed her down on the bed. She grabbed the blanket and pulled it around her naked body. He just chuckled at that.
"This will be your home for a while. As you can see over there," he pointed to a corner. "I set up a toilet and a sink. There's some towels to clean yourself which you're gonna need as you probably already figured out. No one likes a sloppy second."
He walked over to a small fridge and patted his hand on it.
"Food and water in here. I'm not gonna starve you to death. I need you alive and well for as long as it takes," he said.
"As long as it takes? What is your plan with this?" She asked.
"You'll see," he grinned. "If you think what I just did was bad, you just wait. You ain't seen nothing yet."
He walked up the stairs and locked the basement door behind him. She got up from the bed and walked over to the sink to clean his semen off her. It had run down her legs. She looked up and found her bottle green eyes in the mirror above the sink. She studied her mirror image. Her long, walnut brown hair was a mess. It had looked good just 30 minutes ago.
It finally hit her what had just happened. She had been kidnapped and raped. He was planning on keeping her there for a long time until he got whatever it was he wanted out of it. Her green eyes spilled over. She broke down on the floor and sobbed.