She wore a red tank-top and a black mini skirt. He had provided her with few clothes. Most of her cleavage was revealed and her arms were crossed. Her long, jet-black hair extended down her back with a little wave to it and she wore light make-up. Her heels clicked against the wood as she walked into the kitchen uncomfortably. She shifted her body as she sat down.

She didn't look up from the table.

She knew Hiten was sitting across from her and Manten was at her side. It was decided that Manten wasn't to touch her, but she would probably rather it be him. Hiten was far more violent.

"Look at me." Hiten barked. She slowly lifted her head and saw his smirk. It only widened. "What would you like to eat?"

"Anything…" She mumbled.

"Anything could also be nothing." He reminded. It had been like this the whole month she had been forced to stay here.

Her brother owed him money, so he took her hostage. Her brother wouldn't dare call the cops, either, because they were probably looking for him, too.

"Fine." She mumbled again and he nodded.

"I'm taking you out today." He said bluntly and she cocked an eyebrow at him. "I think you deserve it." She hated the way he was. How he loved to torture her…but afterwards treated her like royalty. His mind games annoyed the hell out of her.

But, he had never taken her out. It had been a month since she walked outside the walls of this place. She just nodded still sore and now on the verge of tears. She just wanted to be home.

"I take it you aren't eating…finish getting ready and be down here in a half hour." He demanded. She slowly stood up from the table and walked out.

"Hiten…why is she still alive? I do not believe he will pay you and she does nothing but fight…I believe he'll find her soon." Manten frowned.

"Don't worry about it." Hiten smirked and continued eating.

XXX

With shaky hands, she put on her silver hoop earrings. She wore red lip gloss with light purple eye shadow. Her hair was still down and her bangs covered her tear-filled eyes. She was ready, but would wait until he came for her. She wanted to spend as little time with him as possible.

She rubbed her forearms and crossed her legs. She was still sore and wanted to spend the day in bed. There was a bang on the door and she jumped. It flew open and he stood smugly in the doorway.

"Ready?" She nodded and stood up. He wrapped his arm tightly around her waist and she knew it was so she wouldn't try to escape.

He led her to his black navigator in the driveway. The windows were tinted. He opened the passenger door and held her hand as she got in. He tapped her rear before she sat down and she blushed and looked to her lap. He walked around the car and seemed as though he knew she wouldn't try to run.

"Calm down." He smirked as he sat in the driver's seat. Her shoulders were pinned back to the seat, her breaths were anxious, and her gaze was directly in front of her. She jumped when his hand grabbed her thigh. "I said calm down." He said through his teeth and she nodded frantically.

He was pleased by her obedience. He held her hand and she glared at him through the corner of her eyes. He blew her a kiss with his lips and drove out. She scrunched her nose when he looked away.

XXX

He pulled up to the giant mall and she gasped. Her expression got excited for the first time in a month.

"Happy?" She looked to him and saw him smiling casually at her. Her smile twisted downward when she remembered who had brought her here. "You can get whatever you'd like, but…" He grabbed her hand and slowly slid it up his thigh. She bit her bottom lip nervously but he went up the side of his hip and under his shirt. Tucked in his pants was a cold, hard object. A handgun.

"Don't misbehave." He let go of her hand and she cradled it as if it had been broken. "I'll let you out." He walked around the vehicle and she wearily watched him. He held her hand again and helped her down. They walked inside and she felt her lips twist into a smile again. He wrapped an arm around her waist and she folded her hands in front of her.

"What do you want to look at?" He whispered and she shrugged. "You want something, now pick or we'll leave." She glanced around and pointed, almost afraid to ask.

There was Kay.

"Alright." He waked beside her and she was confused as to why he was being so kind. Her eyes lit up as she looked beyond the display glass.

"Can I help you?" A woman asked.

"Do you need help?" He asked.

"No…thank you…" She whispered.

"Are you married?" The woman continued and winked at Hiten.

"Soon." He answered and the girl frowned. "Masumi, look around." She was even more confused now. He never called her by her name. He preferred girl, woman, bitch, broad, or whore. But they were in public now. She walked over to a silver necklace that had a row of diamonds down the center. "You like it?"

"Yeah…" She whispered nervously.

"Is that all you want from here?" He walked closer behind her and held her hips. She felt her face get hot and she nodded.

"Would that be all?" The cashier asked.

"Yeah." Hiten smirked.

"Alright, have a nice day."

XXX

He had most of her bags now. She had countless jewelry, clothes, sprays and lotions, and other non-necessities.

"Alright…I think you're done." She frowned and nodded.

"Follow me." He led her passed the stores but she became confused when they walked by the exit. Her face got bright red when she saw him walk to Victoria's Secret. He put his bags outside a dressing room and she followed him. He walked straight to the lingerie and picked up a few pieces. She looked at the ground, embarrassed by how much the outfits would reveal. "Try these on."

She walked out with the first piece and stayed inside as much as she could.

It was a red lace bra that had see-through fabric over her stomach. There was a matching lace thong and she watched his lustful eyes stare at her up and down. She tried on two more 'outfits' and was finally at the last one.

It was a white lace nightgown that was see-through in some places, a white thong, and white suspenders. She slowly walked out again and jumped when she saw him standing directly in the doorway. He pushed her in the room and slammed the door behind him.

He shoved his tongue into her mouth and she held his shoulders. He lifted her thighs so her legs wrapped around her waist and held them there. Her back pressed against the wall.

"Stop…" She whimpered. He remembered where he was and dropped to her feet. Her back slid down the wall. She dressed herself and restrained tears.

XXX

They were at a restaurant now. He sat beside her at a booth and had his arm around her shoulder. They had ordered not too long ago, but she didn't like the closeness.

"What's that?" He asked in a whisper and snapped her out of her thoughts. She looked down to see what he was looking at and frowned. She was holding the pendant to the necklace that was given to her.

It was from her brother. He had a purple, four-star tattoo on his left forearm. She had a silver necklace with a silver, four-star pendant.

"Did he get to for you?" He asked, ignoring the fact that she didn't answer. She nodded. He pushed her hand aside and grabbed the chain. He ripped it off her neck and she gasped. He tucked it in his pocket. He moved his arm off her and dug through his pockets. She placed her fingertips over her lips.

"Wh-Why did you…" She stopped when he glared at her. He pulled out the diamond necklace he had just bought her and she frowned.

"Turn around." She faced her back to him and he placed it on her neck. She lifted her hair and he clipped it on. She leaned back in her seat and he smirked. "It looks nice." She just nodded. "Wanna talk to him?" He watched her eyes get wide.

"You mean…I can?" She asked anxiously, though she was whispering.

"Sure, why not." He said smugly. "Right now if you'd like." She nodded. He pulled her cell phone out of his pocket and she smiled.

'Where are you, you bastard?' He yelled on the other line.

'B-Bankotsu?' She mumbled. There was a short silence.

'Masumi? Is that you?' She couldn't tell if he was crying.

'Yeah…'

'Where are you? Is he there?' He demanded.

'I'm not sure…he's here…' She felt a tear roll down her cheek. She missed his voice.

'I'm going to-' He was cut off when Hiten snatched the phone.

'Sorry to cut your short, I wouldn't want you to track this now, would I?' She heard muffled yells on the other side of the phone and Hiten flipped it shut.

"What? Miss him?" He taunted. She turned around so her back faced him. "Hey, I didn't need to let you talk to him at all." He growled and she didn't budge.

XXX

"Stop whining." He glared as he got in the navigator. He smirked. "Get in the back…" He leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear. "I just want a quick fix…"

She felt her bottom lip tremble. He pulled away and eyed her up and down. She glanced at him, then the door, then him, and then the door again, though she never moved her head. She swung the door open and ran. The parking lot was conveniently almost empty.

He pulled the car forward and parked in front of her. She went to go around it but he was already in front of her. He grabbed her forearm and threw her in the backseat. He slammed the door when he crawled in.

He held her thigh in place so she couldn't move and tears covered her face and her breaths became quick as she cried.

"Such a bad girl." He smirked. He put the backs of her knees on his shoulders. "You should know better by now." He dug his finger inside of her and she grunted. Her legs stretched to the best of their ability and he smirked. "When I say I want you, I want you." He added another and she groaned.

"Th-That….hurts." Her back arched.

"Oh yeah? How about this?" He jerked his fingers and her muscles tensed. "Well, does it hurt?" She nodded and he smirked. "Say my name." She bit her bottom lip and he grunted. His rough hand continued to jerk inside of her.

"H-Hiten…" She moaned. A third finger slid in and she groaned.

"Louder."

"Hiten!" She yelled. He smirked and let her legs slide beside him. He moved his body up so he was on top of her and slid his free hand up her shirt. He didn't pull his fingers out, though. Instead, he slowed them down and she felt…pleasure. She held his shoulders and moaned loudly.

"See…I can be gentle…" He whispered.

"I…hate you…" She grunted. He smirked, still amused.

"But you like this…" He kissed her neck.

"No…" She moaned.

"You don't need to lie…" He growled when her nails dug into his shoulders.

"You're a sick bastard!" She yelled and winced. He slapped her hard across the face and let go of her. She crawled to the opposite side of the seat and rubbed her cheek.

"Stupid whore." He snarled and she shrunk back again. He grabbed her hair and pushed her to the front seat. He climbed in his own and drove off. He glanced at her through the corner of his eye a few times and saw her with her arms crossed, her face stained with dry tears, and her lips trembling. Her hands were shaking almost uncontrollably. He wasn't sure if it was from fear or shock.

"Hold on." He pulled into the garage and got out of his navigator. He opened her door and her whole body jumped. "Stop playing games." He spat and she nodded. She went to step down and tripped. He caught her and she jumped out of his embrace. "Dammit." He scooped her in her arms and heard her whimper.

She was now petrified of him.

He walked her inside and up the stairs to her room. He placed her on the bed and she instinctively crawled away from him and to the headboard. She wrapped her arms around a pillow as she sat up and stared at him.

"Get over here." He ordered and she shrunk back. "Now." He added and she slowly crawled over to him. She sat on her knees and held the pillow in front of her torso. He rolled his eyes and grabbed her legs. He pulled them out so they went straight and she yelped. He slid one of her heels off her foot and placed it on the ground. He did the same with the other foot and she watched him with intensity.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her to her feet. He pulled down her skirt.

"Lift your left foot." He said, now his tone was calm. She held his shoulders and obeyed. "Right." He slid the skirt from under her right foot now and it was off. He stood up straight and she frowned. He wrapped his arms around her and slid his hands under her shirt on her back. He unhooked her bra and slid her arms through her tank top and bra strap until that was gone too, he let her put her arms back in her tank top, though.

He picked her up by her waist and she rested her head on his shoulder. He pulled down the comforter and laid her on the sheet.

"Next time you speak to me like that, there will be punishment." He pulled the blankets up to her shoulder and watched her slowly calm down. He pecked her forehead and walked out of her room.