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~ She ran as Christian took the time to search Arthur's body for the glock 19 the Point Man kept hidden in a side holster.
Ariadne raced as fast as she could down the emergency stairs. Where was Cobb? Yuseff? How had Christian found her? There was no one left to protect her now as she heard her former abuser calling her back. His voice demanding and authoritative. A part of her wanting to obey him.
~ She broke out of the work shop and down the streets. Where could she go? What Arthur had said was all true. She was a person living under a fake name who had mislead immigration officials for years. She would be far more likely to be thrown in jail over Christian-billionaire-philanthropist-Tate.
She ran through a crowded street hoping he might lose her in the sea of people.
It was in a deserted little wearhouse she found shelter. The doors were unlocked and she quickly hid between the towers of boxes. Her heart was racing as she found her cell phone and called Cobb.
His phone rang and rang. No answer at all.
"Cobb." She cried softly. What had happened to the kindly Extractor who had tried to help her? What happened to Yuseff?
She remembered the locket Arthur gave her. Her fingers going to the heavy, intricate heart and unhinging it. She was shaking as she pressed on the gold heart. If Arthur woke up soon, he could find her.
If Christian hadn't killed the Point Man, she knew Arthur would keep trying to find her.
She pulled her knees to her chest and waited in the stillness. Her child like instincts telling her to keep small and still as she heard a door open and foot steps echo through the warehouse.
"Anna?" Came Christian's voice.
Ariadne stifled a cry with her hand and huddled behind the boxes as Christian's footsteps came closer.
"Anna, Darling, you need to come out now. I think it's time you stop acting so childish, and talk to me." His voice called out.
He was so rational. So professional. It almost seem silly to hide from him.
"You owe it to me to explain yourself. I want you to think about all the hurt and misery you have put me through the past few years. You made me think you were dead. You jumped off my ship wrapped in weights and chains. You made me think you committed suicide. Do you have any idea how much that wounded me, Anna?" He said to empty warehouse. The Architect crouching rabbit like a few feet away.
She sensed Christian walking around the warehouse, looking for her.
"Anna?" His voice was gentle.
She stayed perfectly still as she saw him just a few feet away. He was still the same as always. Still unbearably handsome and perfect. His clothing casual and resting on his body they way that she secretly liked.
"Is it because I made you get an abortion?" Christian asked the room. His gray eyes still looking for her. Like a shark hunting its prey.
She was blinking back tears and holding her body close.
"You weren't ready to have a baby, Anna." Christian said as he walked a few feet away from her. "You couldn't even take care of yourself, how could you take care of a baby? You had to be reminded to eat, when to go to sleep." Christian was smiling and he laughed. "Look at you. Even now, your hiding from me like a child."
Ariadne felt his voice was very far away and made to move from her hiding place. She had seen another door and planed to make a run for it.
A strong, claw like hand came out of nowhere and grabbed her by the hair. She screamed in fright as Christian was pulling her to her feet.
"Let me go!" She screamed trying to hit him. Her weak, little hands hitting his always well toned chest.
Christian Tate had always been physical in all things. He trained himself like an Olympic athlete in work outs and diet. He practiced kick boxing and other mixed martial arts. How could she fight back against him now?
"Anna." He said sternly. "It's time we had that talk. No more walking away from me." He said holding Arthur's glock close to her check as he forced her body close to his. His iron like arms pulling her tightly to his body.
She stopped screaming. She knew he had the power to pull the trigger.
She cried silent tears as she nodded.
"Good." Christian whispered. His breath in her hair and he nuzzled her ear.
"I never got a chance to comment on your plastic surgery. You had your lips and nose done. It looks nice on you. Suits you, very well." He said lowing the glock and wrapping his arms around her.
"Thank you." She sniffed as she kept her arms to her side. His hands feeling her breasts and body.
"Thank you... what?" Christian prompted. His voice angry.
"Thank you, Sir." She said dutifully.
"Very good. Anna, it seems you've forgotten your manners. I take it you've been with no other doms in the time you have been away from me." He said as his hands went into her blouse and touched the lace of her bra. Ariadne held perfectly still and imagined her mind leaving her body.
'This isn't me this is going to happen to. It's not real.' She thought. She kept telling herself that. 'How easy it would be, if this isn't real, to wake up.' she mused. Her eyes going to Arthur's glock. Christian's hands moving between her legs and pressing hard there.
She didn't care what he did to her. As soon as she could, she would get the glock and wake up.
'This isn't real. This isn't me this is happening to.' She repeated in her mind.
"I'm very pleased you kept your eyes the same, Anna." Christian purred in her ear. "You know I've always loved your eyes."
"Yes, Sir." She whispered as his fingers opened the fly in her pants and he was fondling her folds beneath her underwear.
'This isn't me this is happening to. It's not real.' She thought.
Her face was blank and unfeeling.
"Were going to go back home, Anna. After were properly settled, we can pick up where we left off. I'm not going to lose you again. We need to work on our trust. I can't say that I won't punish you. You know I have to do that. But as soon as that's over, everything will be alright." He whispered as tears escaped from her cheeks.
His fingers moving between her legs and she couldn't stop her body from enjoying it.