"In fact, Rose, you look quite stunning, considering you were dead, or so I thought."
Rose pressed herself up against the wall as he caged her in. His eyes glared deliciously at her body as he surveyed up and down. Her eyes frantically darted around looking for anyone; however Cal had managed to trap her in a secluded area of the store.
"Looking for someone, are we sweet pea?" The words whispered past her ears as his face brushed against her cheek, "No one is around, I made sure." Hearing his breathing quicken, she held her own as he placed his hands upon her shoulders. His touch felt cold and sharp, like ice. Sliding them down at an alarming pace he brought his hands down to her hands where he intertwined his fingers with hers.
"No ring, my love? Did he not make it?" His excitement grew with each passing word.
All strength Rose once possessed hastily drained from her now, leaving her a tearful stare.
"You see my dear, justice proves itself again. He should never have laid his filthy hands on you." He took a slow and thoughtful breath before continuing, "I, however, am quite forgiving, you see. You are, after all, just a woman. You need guidance. I should have never let you out of my sight."
Rose felt his breath blow across her cheek as he continued. Her mouth quivering, Rose squeezed her eyes shut as he spoke ill of Jack. Afraid of his anger, she kept quiet silently praying that someone would walk by.
"I won't make that mistake again. Now Rose, be a good girl and come with me." He gripped her hand tightly, locking her in his grasp.
Rose whimpered as she felt her body being pulled. Her mind screamed for her to stop and call out to anyone but her body disregarded all thoughts and reluctantly followed. He escorted her out to the streets where the sun shined brightly. Not one person found it funny that a high class man was escorting a low class woman. After all that was very much not uncommon. Rose followed as they came towards the automobile. A simple man opened the door for the two. Rose stepped inside, her thoughts shrieking for her to run away. However Rose, found herself doing what she used to do, complying. Ms. Rose De Witt Bukater had bubbled to the surface.
TBC