Authors note: Okay so I decided to continue because I have gotten a few good reviews. I will continue to try and see if I can fix it but if not I'll just rewrite what happened in the messed up chapters in the next one. I will continue to have the characters like they are since you guys like them so much as I do. Also, what's the point if they automatically give in? Well I want to also thank everyone for their reviews and I will try and see what I can do about the length. I think you guys deserve a long chapter anyways. Also, in the last chapter, he broke into her room by breaking her door, told her that she was his property and was no where close to being free, then he drank some of her blood before he started to kiss her which is why she wished he was drinking from her again. Well Let's see how this goes!

Natasha's POV:

Natasha thrashed her head from side to side, trying to get rid of the contact. He wouldn't allow that though. He held her chin with his hand and forcefully kissed her. He finally lifted his head away from hers and looked down at her to see her trying to catch her breath. "Get off of me" she hissed at him. It almost sounded inhuman, even to her own ears. He smirked at her and trailed a finger down the side of her face. She turned her head in one quick motion and bit his hand.

She could hear him growling and before she knew it his lips were back on hers. This time he was relentless. He held her chin in place so she couldn't try to break the kiss, no matter how much she wanted to. He also pressed his body firmer into hers since she kept squirming so much. When he deemed that she had been taught a lesson, he pulled back. "Never and I do mean never, do that again" he hissed at her. Then he suddenly smiled. "If you do happen to want to disobey me, then it will be the same punishment. But maybe next time I will be more violent" he threatened.

Natasha felt tears well up in her eyes. This was never going to stop! This had to stop though! She couldn't have him keep kissing her. It was wrong and disgusting all at the same time. She glared up at him but on the inside she was afraid. When he said violent, did he mean hitting? She sure hoped not. She bit her lip. Maybe if she behaved then he couldn't punish her but she wouldn't have to marry him either. That was a great idea!

EMEN'S POV:

Emen sighed as he looked down at her. She was so helpless right at the moment. He could do just about anything to her right now and she couldn't stop him. He noticed that she had suddenly gone still underneath him. No more thrashing or biting. She just lay there, looking up at him. He sighed as he got off of her body and watched as she quickly sat up and moved off the bed. He smirked to himself. At least she would do what she was told but that was not the thing he wanted right now. He wanted her to misbehave so then he could punish her and she'd beg him to end this and just marry her. "Get to work" he hissed at her with an icy glare.

NATASHA'S POV:

She looked at him for one more second before skittering out of the room and down to the kitchen. The head woman of the slaves was there. She told Natasha to get working in the garden. She grabbed a basket out of the kitchen and went to the garden to pluck vegetables and get rid of weeds. After she was done, she went into the kitchen to wash them off. She had been outside for hours and now it was close to lunch time. She felt a cold hand on her arm and looked up to see Emen. She immediately paled but stood strong as she looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Can I help you sir" she asked in a tight voice.

"Actually you can. Follow me" she heard him say right next to her ear. She flinched slightly but followed him out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room. He told her to sit on the bed. She was slightly reluctant but knew she had to be good. "It's lunch time and I'm hungry" he said simply. She definitely paled at that. "But. I thought that you drank from…" She stopped herself from continuing because it suddenly hit her. "I drink from slaves. Which if you forget. You are one" he told her calmly as he started to slowly walk towards her.

Natasha crawled back, further away from him, but more towards the head of the bed. "Why me" she asked him. "Because I can" he whispered to her. As my slave I can make you do whatever I want" he told her as he crawled up the bed towards her. "Please don't" she whispered. "Just marry me and then you wont have to do this ever again" Emen told her with a smile as he got closer. "Never" she hissed and sprung off the bed and ran towards the door. She actually made it and ran out the door after pulling it open. She sprinted down the hall and down the stairs. She made it to the front door before getting slammed into it.

"Did you actually think you could get away from me" he whispered in her ear. She shivered and tears pricked her eyes. "I don't want this anymore. Any of it. I hate you and I hate this house. Just please let me go! There are millions of girls out there" she pleaded. She hated herself for begging but she couldn't help it! She was terrified. "You'll grow to love me" he told her suddenly before biting into her neck and drawing her blood. "I will never love you" she squeaked out. She then passed out. Next thing she knew, she was chained somewhere dark and cold.