I'm back with another chapter! Things will get so nasty, you're gonna have to run to the toilet on this one!

Enjoy and happy reading!

Lots of love, hugs and kisses from your resident writer and friend, Nina!

BTW, Unforgiven is tonight. I hope my baby Cena will win this time!

Author's note: nothing new to add at this time, other than I'm making this chapter kinda short. I'm finally running out of ideas concerning this story!

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One week later...

Toronto, Ontario, Canada...

The bar was in full effect by the time Hunter and Amy walked in. The cool night air proved to be too much for them, plus it was beginning to start raining outside. When they walked inside the crowded place, Hunter removed Amy's jacket, along with his own and placed them on the hangers, then they found an empty table and they took their seats there.

"Want something to drink, baby girl?" Hunter asked, smiling brightly.

"Hmm, I rather drink you up but champagne would be the next best thing for me right now," Amy replied, smirking.

"You're such a naughty little girl. You can't get enough of me, huh?" he laughed.

"Sorry. I can't. You're too addictive for me. I don't wanna be cured of your addiction. I just want you all the time." she giggled.

"You're getting me excited, woman. I'm gonna go to the bar and get your drink now, before I throw you up on the table, rip your clothes off and sex you like crazy," he said with a grin before he got up and headed for the bar.

She leaned back against the chair and sighed deeply. This running away from her ex-boyfriend thing has gotten old. As much as she loved her husband and would do anything to make him happy, she was sick and tired of traveling all over the world. She just wanted to settle down in one place and be happy for once.

But, then again, she knew they couldn't do that, not as long as Matt Hardy was breathing. Just thinking about him made her skin crawl. She couldn't believe she actually opened her heart out to him. She loved him, but he played her for a fool and never looked back. And when she found out he married Stephanie and got her pregnant, that was the last straw. She knew her relationship with the oldest Hardy was over and done with.

"It looks like you have something on your mind, baby girl. You wanna talk about it?" Hunter asked when he sat back down and placed her glass of champagne down in front of her.

"I was just thinking about Matt for a moment," Amy admitted.

"I thought you weren't gonna think about his sick ass anymore? I thought you were gonna think about me more often. After all, I'm your husband."

"I am thinking about you, baby. I'm thinking about how much damage I'm gonna do to your body when we get back into the bedroom later on," she said with a coy smile on her face.

"Oh, okay. But, seriously, why were you thinking about Matt?"

"Just the way he treated me in our relationship. When I first got with him last year, he was different. He loved me, he respected me, he cherished me. He gave me everything I wanted. Had I known he was with Stephanie at that point in time, I would've gave everything up. I would've gave him up if I knew what he was really doing at that time," she explained, sighing deeply.

"I know how you feel. I would've did the same thing if I knew Stephanie was already married. I guess I was too blinded and too in love with her that I overlooked the worst," he admitted.

Amy placed her hand over his gently. "But, I'm glad that it happened because I found you, even though I couldn't stand the sight of you during the time."

Hunter chuckled. "I know, baby girl. The feeling's mutual. But, I'm glad I found you, too. I love you, Mrs. Helmsley."

"Thank you, baby. And I love you, Mr. Helmsley." she smiled.

While they were chatting it up, a certain someone was sitting at another table and he was seething. He looked at Amy and Hunter with fury in his eyes and he balled his fists up tightly. He was already pissed off that the woman he loved was married to that asshole, but for her to flaunt it in his face, that was the last straw. And when he found out that they had survived the car accident in Mexico a few weeks ago, his anger went to another level.

By the time he looked up, Hunter and Amy were leaving. He wasted no time getting up from his seat and followed them right out the door. By the time he got his jacket on, the happy couple had already gotten into the car and took off into the night. He just stood there, seething with impatience.

So the bitch thinks she can just move on away from me? I don't think so! I will get her back, even if it means I have to kill her precious husband, he said with a sinister laugh before he got in his car and took off right after them.

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20 minutes later...

Hunter and Amy's cabin...

"Come here, baby girl," Hunter said as he held out his hand.

Amy smiled as she made her way towards her husband. She put her hand inside of his, for which he pulled her in his arms and kissed her passionately. She melted into him, wrapping her arms around his waist and squeezing him closer. He ran his fingers through her long red hair and crushed her into her even more. He picked her up in her arms and carried her over to the bed, then laying her down on it like she was a feather.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of her. Sharing deep, probing kisses, she also wrapped her legs around his waist, locking her ankles together. When Hunter looked in her eyes and saw the temptation, the wanting and the need in her eyes, he knew what he had to do.

"I love you, Hunter," Amy said without hesitation.

"I love you, too, Mrs. Helmsley..."

Tossing and turning in her bed, Amy was getting hot and bothered just thinking about it. Since she married Hunter, her dreams about him has gotten more and more steamy. All she could think about was his touch, his smile, his kiss, his caress and his bulky body.

But, when she opened her eyes, she was shocked once again to find her ex-boyfriend standing over her. Immediately she tried to get away from him and find Hunter, but she found herself being tied up to the bedposts. Fresh tears started falling from her eyes when she realized she had nowhere to run.

"Glad to see me again, Ames?" Matt asked, laughing manically.

"You bastard! What have you done to me? What are you doing here? How did you manage to find me?" she exclaimed.

"I just tied you up. Now, you can't escape from me and your precious husband can't save you now. By the way, I followed you all the way here," he simply said before he began undressing.

"Let me go, Matt! I don't want you anymore. I moved on. Why are you doing this to me?" she cried. She still struggled to get loose.

"I don't think so, Amy. You're mine again. You shouldn't had left me for him. You should've forgave me and gave me another chance," he scolded before he removed the last article of his clothing and stood before her in the nude. Then, with his hands, he grabbed her ankles and yanked her towards him.

"Once we get done, you're gonna get on the phone and call your lawyer. You're gonna divorce Hunter and marry me. Do I make myself clear, baby?" Matt seethed as he climbed on top of her.

She couldn't say anything. She didn't have to say anything. She knew Hunter was gonna come in and save her, like he always do. But, even that didn't stop Matt from entering her body without warning.

Up and down, he drove into her without a care in the world. She broke down and cried, but, to her dismay, he saw the tears and he went berserk. He raised his hand and started slapping her across the face, causing blood to gush out of her mouth. Before long, as Matt continued to stroke her body, Amy ended up with a busted lip, a black eye, and bruised cheek and her body was sore. She even felt the blood gushing out in between her legs. Matt was not being gentle with her at all.

"Please, stop, Matt! You're hurting me!" she sobbed.

He didn't listen to her.

By then, Hunter did come back from talking with Dwayne. He was pissed as hell when he saw his wife being tied up and raped by her ex-boyfriend. In a fit of rage, he ran over and pushed Matt off of his wife, then he pounced on the older Hardy and proceeded to beat the shit out of him.

"You fucking bastard! You hurt my wife! Well, now I'm gonna hurt you!" Hunter screamed while he kept punching Matt dead in his face.

Finally, he got tired of beating up on Matt so he got up and headed for the bed. Amy was still shaking and scared, but once he released her from her bonds, she leaped into his arms and cried hysterically.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I should've been here sooner," Hunter said as he picked her up in his strong arms.

"He hurt me, baby. He hurt me so bad. I feel so dirty," Amy sobbed.

"Don't worry, baby girl. We're going to the police. We're gonna get rid of Matt Hardy once and for all," he said before he carried her towards the door.

"I don't think so, you bastard!" Matt seethed.

"And what are gonna do about it, huh? Do you want another ass kicking from me?" Hunter asked as he turned around and faced him. But, he soon realized he should've kept his mouth shut when Matt pulled out not only a gun but a remote control.

"You step one foot out that door and not only will I bust a cap in your ass but all I gotta do is push this button and blow this hotel up into pieces! Just try me, Hunter! Just fucking try me!" Matt screeched.

Hunter and Amy were definitely trapped now.

Sorry I had to make this chapter kinda short but I just wanted to put it our there! Matt's gone loco, has he? Well, all of this will come to a head in the next chapter! Stay tuned!

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