So omg, I'm sooooooo sorry for not updating this sooner. :( Been kinda busy. Well, very busy.

It's the end of semester one for me so I have essays and exams in all my classes and it's been killing all my writing time. It's why I haven't posted anything in a while. I'm sorry.

It's so bad that my Halloween fic which was supposed to be done weeks :( ago is still not done. *sigh* I have written a lot of it though and I hope to God I can have it up by THIS MONTH. God-willing.

I wasn't even going to post this because I wasn't done yet BUT I didn't want to make you guys wait another month so I just cut the chapter a little short and posted it. I hope no one minds. =(

Anyway good news now lol!

1. I get a month off starting December so all my fics which are not being updated atm will be updated. :D

2. My Halloween fic WILL be up soon. Please read it if you get the time and want to. :D Thank you!

K now, I'll shut up lol.

BTW: Thanks for all the reviews for my last chapter, I loved them! THANK YOU! They keep me going so thanks so much!

Enjoy I hope. :D

His words hitting her ears, Sam let out a terrified gasp as she took in the creepy smirk on his face letting her know he was serious about what he just said. Her body couldn't help but go slack because she couldn't stop herself from being afraid. She was in her house all alone with a man on top of her saying he was going to rape her.

Sam gulped dryly. She, Sam Simpson who was trained as a super spy who was strong in any other circumstance was weak as she was stuck under Tim Scam, a man at least twenty times stronger than her (more like fifty times stronger to be honest) who was a bloodthirsty criminal that had beaten her on missions like a rag doll several times before-had JUST told her he was going to rape her.

"Oh God…No…"Sam thought as her eyes remained wide in horror as she watched him unblinkingly while he just lay there looking at her hungrily while his warm breaths teased her sweat-poured, goose-bump ridden skin. She was sure she was going to pass out right then and there. And if she wasn't so scared of Scam taking her right here on the living room carpet the moment she stopped struggling-

She knew she would have done JUST that.

Mustering up her courage because she knew fainting wasn't an option Sam began to protest. "L-let…" Sam took deep breath, trying to get her tongue to work again before shooting him a vicious glare. "Let me go!" she screamed, thrashing under him but Scam only pressed down deeper into her until his body was practically a part of her own, and her back was plastered on the ground ironing out the carpet, when he spoke in a smug, amused voice. "Let you go?…" he said innocently before looking at her with half-lidded, lust-ridden eyes. "Now why would I do that?"

Her eyes widening at his downright suggestive tone, Sam began to struggle even harder, trying like mad to get him off her but she realized quickly that it was a useless effort when he just lay there and laughed long and hard not moving off her by even in inch.

Peering into her eyes when she paused to take a breath in her mad attempt to get away Scam smirked deeply. "You're only making this easier on me by tiring yourself out," he uttered before ignoring her struggles and descending his head down to her collarbone where he began placing lazy kisses upon her skin.

Biting her lip to keep in her shocked gasp at the unwanted intimate contact Sam protested again.

"No stop!" she screamed wildly. "Don't touch me!" Letting out a low chuckle Scam didn't separate his mouth from her skin, instead laughing into it and making her shudder. "Ever heard that when a woman says no…" he drawled, before darting his tongue out, tracing her jugular vein and making her shiver. Enjoying her tremble he licked again before whispering teasingly. "That she really means yes?" he smirked.

Her eyes widening even more, Sam's mouth dropped open at his words and it didn't take her too long to realize that Scam wasn't going to listen to her. No he was going to go through with this no matter what she said. He was going to get his revenge on her for throwing him in jail by raping her.

Her heart falling into a dark pit of despair at that thought, Sam knew she had to get out of his reach before he went through with his dirty act. Turning her head so that her mouth was close to his ear so he could hear her loud and clear, Sam spoke in a threatening, firm tone. "Get off…" she hissed. "Or I'll scream rape."

Pausing in his trail of kisses, Scam raised his head and looked up to Sam's face. And he almost wanted to die laughing when he saw the small smirk on her lips. Did she seriously think a lousy threat like THAT was going to scare HIM, Tim Scam, the man who feared nothing, away?

Looking at her with a smirk on his lips, Scam spoke in a teasing tone. "If you haven't noticed Samantha darling…" he drawled, leaning even closer to her so that his nose was touching hers and he could see all the fear she was trying to hide. "The only person HERE to hear your…" a wolfish grin donned his lips. "Delicious screams, is your dear husband-to-be which if you didn't realize is…." he gave her an innocent look before he spoke in a small whisper. "ME," he uttered huskily before slamming his lips against hers in a deep, rough kiss.

"Mmmh!" Sam let out a muffled sound of protest against his lips but he did nothing but deepen his kiss, tracing his tongue all over her lower lip before biting into it roughly and forcing her mouth to fall open when she gasped. Digging his tongue into her mouth Scam twisted his tongue around hers and proceeded to shift so that he was holding both her arms above her head with one hand while his other hand traced the side of her body, taking it's time and running over the side of her left breast then down her ribcage, her waist, her hips and finally stopping at the edge of her black slip.

Ignoring her thrashing beneath him, he kept going and moved his hand a little lower and soon he had slipped it under her slip. A strangled gasp left Sam when she felt Scam's palm roaming up her stomach and the digit of his thumb flicking against the band of her bra, trying to move under it and gain access to her breasts.

Knowing this had gone too far, Sam summoned all her strength and ignored the way her head was spinning from lack of oxygen thanks to his never-ending kisses, and moved her torso around and used it to push him off her. And a moment later she was able to manage in breaking the kiss.

Quickly opening her mouth and gulping down as much air as she could Sam took deep, rampant breaths before she screamed at the top of her lungs. "Stop it right now Scam or I WILL kill you!"

She was surprised when all Scam did at her threat was throw his head back and laugh. A long, chilling, chuckle of mockery. Shaking his head in amusement, Scam looked at her with a smirk on his lips. "Sam, Sam, Sam…" he said, teasing clear in his tone as he peered in her eyes. "And you wonder why I want to marry you ? Well…" he chuckled again, before lunging forward again and making her gasp when he held her arms apart on the floor and pressed her down. "You're just so damn amusing."

Glaring at him again, and by now it felt like her eyes were going to melt Sam opened her mouth and shouted at him again. "Get your filthy hands off of me!" she said, as she twisted and squirmed under him, trying to throw his hand off her arms.

Raising an eyebrow, Scam spoke in a cool tone. "Well.…" he said as he brought his lips close enough to hers to brush them. "In my humble opinion, Sammie darling…" he smirked all over again as he let his chest crush her own and made her heart hammer in fear.

He licked his lips and smirked harder. "My "filthy" hands are exactly where they should be," he said huskily before descending his head down to her throat where he placed a neat row of kisses, before he moved back up and sucked the area in hungry, fast movements.

"No-no…" Sam stuttered. "Stop!" Sam screamed, pressing her head hard against the floor in a desperate attempt to put some space between them but it didn't work as Scam just smirked against her neck before chuckling and planting another kiss on her skin again. A moment later he darted his tongue out and licked her skin, not being bothered by her sweat because it only made her skin sweeter to his tongue. "You taste pretty good Sammie," he remarked crudely, while Sam looked at him in horror and went back to screaming loudly, asking for help and screaming for someone to save her.

Raising himself off her a little, Scam looked down onto her and "tsked" under his breath in disapproval over the way she was trying to fight him off. "You know we're marrying in less than a month Sam…" he said, running a hand down her body and groping her form. "And I'm quite sure fiancées are allowed to touch," he said before he smirked. "Not that I give a damn about morals anyway, right Sammie?" he said, nudging her with his elbow and leaving her to growl. "GET OFF OF ME!" she shouted demandingly but he only chuckled, secretly finding her course, raw tone, scratchy from screaming so much, very sexy.

Maybe he should tell Sam that her screaming out his name coupled with a death threats and curses was a turn on for him. "But she should know as much, considering what kind of man I am," he thought, smirking because Sam had no excuse not to know what got his blood rushing in his veins. Three years was a long time to get to know someone. After all, look how well he knew how to set her off? Yes she had no excuse whatsoever.

Feeling her trying to kick him in a painful spot, Scam let out a sigh. "Relax Sam, you can always shower later if you feel dirty..." he said before his eyes glinted mischievously. "Or if you're too tired after we're done..." He said using a suggestive tone. "I'll just wash your body for you."

Her eyes widening again, Sam gulped at his words and his tone before she went back to trying to kick him. A gasp left her when his demeanour suddenly changed and he went from smirking coolly, to glaring angrily and he quickly snatched up her bare knee and spread it under him as he looked down at her with dark, demanding eyes. "You don't want to make me mad, Sam," he spat and suddenly Sam's body went slack under his out of what she knew, but didn't want to admit was nothing less than terror.

Finding her looking up at him with wide, horrified eyes, Scam smirked deeply knowing that he had professed his power over her and had all her attention where it belonged. On him.

Shifting so that he was straddling her again, Scam sat up on her body and trailed his eyes down her form, taking in her rampant breaths and watching her chest move up and down as she looked at him wordlessly with fear radiating out of her every pore.

And he knew just what she was thinking. Sam Simpson was afraid he was going to go ahead and rape her. Digging his eyes into her figure again, Scam contemplated that thought knowing that black slip, half torn now thanks to his erratic touches, and how it was sticking to her body from her sweat, how her lips were swollen and red, how she was breathing deeply while laying so helpless under him-

Was a real invitation.

But he decided against it knowing that if he had wanted to rape her…he would have done it a long, long time ago. Sadly for her (and guiltily him as well) rape wasn't what he was after her for. He wanted so much more from her than rape, than a one time, meaningless act, that would give him minimal if any real satisfaction.

No, he wanted the best. He was Tim Scam, he deserved the best. He deserved to have her, in his bed, whenever he pleased with her willing, hell, even encouraging him to touch her because SHE wanted it. After all, that was what he wanted and expected from his wife. And she was going to be HIS WIFE, no matter WHAT.

Deciding not to tell her his true intentions just for now, because he honestly did enjoy her fear Scam spoke in a hiss. "You threw me in jail, expecting me to sleep on a cold, iron bed.…" he said, reminding her of where he had sprung out of not too long ago to pay her a lovely, bedtime visit.

"And I forgave you for that," he said, not failing to see how she seemed to breathe in relief. Too bad for her that feeling wouldn't last too long. Glaring he spoke again. "But the least you could do is make sure I get a good night's rest now."

Sam who had been relaxing just a little looked up at him in confusion. "Wha-what?" she asked, bewildered, hoping with every fibre of her being Scam wasn't going where it was looking like he was going.

Rolling his eyes because Sam had been stupid enough to think he'd let her off the hook so fast, Scam shifted and straightened himself on top of her, making her yelp when he hovered upon her in a push-up stance. "A good night's rest, in YOUR bed," he smirked evilly. "Which I'm certain is warmer and much more comfortable than my wrought, hard prison bed. Or if it isn't...it WILL be with you laying there next to me to keep me warm," he said, cocking a suggestive eyebrow.

Watching her jaw drop open, Scam took no mercy on her and instead gave her another kiss, surprised when she had the gall to bite his lip hard enough to nearly make it bleed. Pulling his head back, Scam licked his lip and smirked at her. "Well, well, well….looks like you have a little bite in you Sammie," he said, liking how she smirked at him a little, looking victorious.

But did she honestly think she could win with him though? Feeling her trying to raise her hands and push him off he moved fast and kissed her again, harder this time. And when she bit him again, he pressed harder, so hard that she couldn't even move her lips because his mouth was practically glued to her own.

When he felt her weaken under him entirely a few moments later, he lazily broke the kiss and looked at her with a smirk, enjoying her look of defeat because her little bite hadn't stopped him this time. "Stupidity Sam…." he drawled. "Is a very unattractive feature, so think twice about thinking you can do anything to stop me," he said before moving off her, grabbing her hands and pulling her up with him.

And before she could even try to punch or kick him, he had picked her up and thrown her over his shoulder and was on his way back upstairs to her bedroom with her beating his back with her fists and clawing at it with her nails.

Wincing just slightly on his way up the stairs, Scam secured his arm across the back of her legs as he spoke in a threatening tone. "You've already proven you know how to use your body against me Sammie…" he said, thinking of how she had kissed him not too long ago to distract him and send him to jail. And now she was trying to punch and claw holes into his back to hurt him enough so that he'd leave her to go lick his wounds. She was being stupid really because he'd rather lick her.

All over.

His mind fixed on her clever kiss, he spoke again to the redhead trying to make him bleed. "Here's a thought…" he said, as he shifted her and swung her body around and soon she let out a squeal as he held her with both his arms around her waist, his nose against hers and his eyes looking deviously right into hers. "If you're going to be a whore Sam…" he said making her eyes widen enough to make them pop and he knew she knew what he was talking about. "Why not be mine?" he smirked.

Hearing his words Sam went slack on the spot and felt as if he had literally stolen all her courage out of her and filled her with fear. Sure she was a spy, had been a spy for a long time and had been taught not to be afraid. But as she hung in Scam's hold, like a rag doll, she knew she was terrified. Because under his label of a criminal against WOOHP, Scam was a man, a big, strong man and she was just a woman. Just a girl. And right now he was making her feel like a helpless, little girl. She almost…

Sam took a deep breath in and looked away from his face out of shame. She almost wanted to…cry.

Suddenly sensing the fear in her too clearly Scam frowned sadly and softened his hold, but not enough to let her notice. "But then again…" he said, drawing her eyes to his face again and he quickly pushed a cocky smirk in the place of his concerned frown before she could see it. "I'd rather make you my wife," he said before throwing her back onto his shoulder and climbing up the rest of the stairs.

Before long he had entered the bedroom and slammed the door shut behind him. Ignoring her struggles that had started up yet again, Scam dumped her on the bed before pouncing on her. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" Sam screamed, throwing her arms up to fend him off, while her legs struggled to kick him.

But Scam only let out a chuckle of amusement before he grabbed her arms and pinned them to the sides of her head and swung his middle over her abdomen to straddle her. "Gotcha!" he teased, looking down at her horrified face.

Looking at him in terror, Sam shook her head "N-no…" she stuttered, but he only looked down at her in amusement, a smirk on his lips as he listened to her whimper. And he sat there for a few good moments, pressing his body into hers and watching her chest move up and down frantically as she panted and heaved in fear.

"You know…." he said suddenly as he eyed her helpless form. "There is so much I could do to you right now," he said, his voice raw and aching with intent, and Sam shuddered when he licked his lips predatorily.

Terrified, and knowing exactly what was on his mind, Sam did the only thing she could do and closed her eyes not wanting to give him more satisfaction with her fear and sorrow while he raped her.

But a moment later she was left gasping when he just rolled off her and took her in his arms, making her head lie so that it fell on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her tightly. "Night Sammie," he whispered in her ear, his breath lightly tickling her jittering earlobe as he kissed it. "Sweet dreams."

It wasn't until several moments had passed that Sam realized that he had decided to let her go. For now anyway. Thanking God and not daring to question why he had done that, just because she was too terrified to think right now and too grateful to ruin this, Sam lay still as she tried to calm herself down.

Still scared, she kept thinking he'd laugh in her face and go back to assaulting her but he did nothing and just took deep, relaxed breaths from next to her.

After a few more moments passed, Sam realized he must he tired from his escape and was honestly trying to sleep. And judging by his rhythmic breaths and how his chest was rising and falling under her in a pattern Sam realized, he was already asleep.

Letting out a deep breath of relief, Sam relaxed her mind and told herself it was okay. Scam had fallen asleep and she was safe. But feeling how he was practically all over her, Sam knew she wanted to get away. And seeing how his craziness had gotten to a whole new level tonight, she knew he wasn't going to just leave her alone. No, he'd wake up and go after her again and she could not allow that.

The only way to save herself then was by getting rid of Scam.

"I…I have to tell WOOHP he's here. They'll arrest him and hopefully keep him locked up this time," she thought.

Biting her lip, Sam wondered how she would do this. She racked her brains to think of a way when she suddenly realized her fear was messing with her brain. It was simple wasn't it? Scam was asleep. She could call WOOHP right now and he wouldn't even notice.

Liking that plan, Sam began to move her hand towards the bedside table where she always kept her X-power but stopped when panic overcame her. What if…what if Scam wasn't asleep yet? If he caught her calling WOOHP on him….she didn't want to even think what he'd do to her.

Biting her lip in sadly, Sam knew she wanted, no NEEDED to get away from Scam. But…she couldn't risk it. Deciding to make sure it was safe, Sam waited and started counting back from one hundred, slowly in her head. "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2.…and 1," Sam thought, a few moments later.

Feeling him completely relaxed beside her, Sam decided it was time to make her move. Moving carefully she reached her right arm out and inched it towards the pink device. "Closer….closer," Sam thought, hope filling her as her hand almost touched the X-powder. "Almost there…."

Suddenly she yelped when she felt her wrist being grabbed and snatched up in a strong hold. Startled, she looked down, only to wither up in fear when she saw Scam's dark, sea-foam eyes snap open to look at her. "Trying to call back-up are we?" he asked, mockingly. Sam could do nothing but gulp dryly as she felt his fingers tightly encircling her wrist in a death grip. Her heart hammered in her chest and she felt as if it would stop at any second.

A scream left her when used his hold on her wrist and pulled her to him again before rolling them over so that he was laying on top. Shuddering, Sam looked up at him with fear, anxiety and terror in her gaze. Watching her for a moment, Scam enjoyed the look of regret on her face and he knew she would not dare to try and outsmart him again. He might as well warn her though, Sam didn't give up easily. She was just like him in that department.

"Let me tell you now…." he started slowly, as he pinned her hard with his body and watched her shiver. "I'm a light sleeper babe…" he said, his voice so rough it was practically hot enough to burn her ears. "So try and run…" he said, his eyes glinting threateningly, leaving her throat dry. "And I WILL rape you….got it?"

Sam nodded her head hastily, not even daring to try to say or do anything to disagree. The stakes were just too high for her.

"Good," he said, before slipping down in the bed a little. He readjusted himself, this time wrapping his arms around her waist and placing his head on her chest in a more intimate and constraining position. "This will be good practice for after we marry, Sammie," he said, smirking against her trembling chest before he finally let himself close his eyes and fall sleep.

Sam lay there with her eyes wide open as she looked at the ceiling of her room and didn't even breathe. She had never been more terrified in all her life. He was here, in her bed, on top of her. There was no way she'd escape as a virgin from his clutches tonight. No, he wouldn't let her go until he had what he came for and ruined her life.

Scared to death, Sam kept her eyes open and fought with herself not to sleep. He was faking obviously. He was trying to make it look like he wasn't going to touch her and the moment she let her guard down…he'd take advantage of the situation. And it would be brutal and painful.

Sucking in a shuddering breath, Sam shook her head and made herself a vow. She would not sleep. She would stay up all night. And when he attacked her, she'd fight back. She would fight for all she was worth whether or not that would save her. Because she refused to go down without a fight. She refused to let it be that easy for him.

"Mmmmm…" Sam moaned, as she squeezed her eyes to keep the sunlight out of them and sleep longer.

A moment later, her eyes snapped open when she realized it was morning and she had, unwittingly, fallen asleep.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Sam screamed, shooting up from the mattress and looking down at her body in terror. Tears filled her eyes as she knew she'd be stripped naked, and scratched and in pain and bleeding from-

Her eyes widened when she realized that none of that was happening and was left even more shocked when she realized Scam wasn't there. Sitting there frozen, Sam slowly trailed her eyes all over her bed, in detail, and the surroundings of her room, slowly scanning every nook and cranny in case Scam was hiding somewhere just waiting to attack her again.

When she didn't find him anywhere, she sat there absolutely stunned. Where had he gone off to and…why? Shuddering, Sam knew he had, had her right where he wanted her. He could have raped her and she would not have been able to escape. She had fallen asleep as well, it wouldn't have even been a challenge.

"Why then…" Sam thought, perplexed. "Did he just let me go?"

Dismissing that thought a quick moment later, Sam realized it didn't matter. She should be happy he was gone for God's sake, not questioning if he had (which she knew he had none of) a morality that told him rape was wrong!

Dismissing her inquiry over Scam's decision entirely, Sam moved fast and hastily grabbed her X-powder in her hands. Opening it, she began dialling WOOHP's number as she had been dying to last night, determined to tell Jerry what had happened, determined to put an end to this, to make Tim Scam pay-

Only to stop at the last second when Scam's haunting voice was heard in her head where his threat had become memorized:

"That's right Sammie. You refuse ME and I'll make sure no one gets married…"

"Not Blaine or Darren…"

"Not your dear Alex or that blonde idiot Clover…"

"I will kill them…ALL."

"…."

"You have a choice Samantha….you have a choice..."

"Either you let four people die. Four friends that you care for die…."

"Or you marry me…"

"…."

"It's your decision…"

Going pale immediately as his words ran through her mind again with a crushing force, Sam closed her X-powder and put it away. She couldn't…Oh God, she could NOT tell. No one could know, no would could EVER know or else her friends….

Hitching in a breath, Sam shook her head furiously. She wouldn't let that happen! She would not let her friends get hurt! She-

Sam sighed sadly as misery and hopelessness filled her like never before. She wouldn't say anything. No matter how badly she wanted to tell, she wouldn't say a word. Because she couldn't, she could NOT. It was not an option.

Feeling a tear splitting from her eye at her powerless situation, Sam brushed it away and told herself she'd find a way out of this mess…somehow. Even if it was the devil himself she was dealing with.

"Well at least he's gone for now…" Sam said under her breath, trying to be optimistic even though him not being in her room did little to fix the problem. But at least he wasn't right in her face and she could at least breathe. Even if it was a scared, shaky, nervous breath. At least she could breathe.

Rubbing her temples and feeling her head pounding from all her stress, fear, and panic, Sam decided she needed to do something to distress herself before she went out to meet her friends to help with their wedding plans. Because if she didn't, they'd realize something was wrong and then they'd ask questions and then-She didn't want to think about it.

Drained, and exhausted mentally, Sam moved to her closet and picked out clothes for the day. With zero effort she quickly chose one of her favourites, a vintage-inspired, cap-sleeved, black and white polka-dotted mini-dress and a pair of black tights to go with it.

Walking back to her bed, she set the clothing down and removed her night suit, donning a towel before she picked up her clothes again and began heading into her bathroom to take a shower. It was the only thing that could save her mind from bursting at the seams right now. A nice, long, hot, relaxing shower where she could sort out her thoughts.

Reaching her bathroom, she placed her clothes over one arm and opened the doorknob. She quickly slipped through the doorway to begin her shower only to burst out screaming at what she found inside.

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Yes I enjoy cliffhangers. Mwahahahahah!

Will definitely be updating in December as I said, because no school for a month! :D Sorry about the long wait again. :(

I hope I'm not hated, and I hope people are still reading this one….

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Thankies!

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