A Night With The King

Sophie lost all hope of ever being free from Damon, he refused to listen to all her pleas and talks, and he was hell bent on keeping her here with him. He refused every reasonable word she had said to him. He kept talking about wanting her and waiting long enough for the baby to be born because he didn’t want to fuck her while she was carrying another man’s child, it was bittersweet for her because it only means she would be free from him for the next four months but she was scared of what might happen within that time, she didn’t want to remain his prisoner forever, she didn’t want to be his toy, neither did she want her child to be taken away from her. Now she regrets agreeing with Patrick. She wished she had had the courage to stand up against him and talk to Lance herself, maybe it would not have been as bad as it was now. Maybe Lance would have found a way to keep their family together as he had promised her. She regretted not trusting his words enough and not believing in their love enough; it was all her fault and she had no one to blame for her current situation but herself.

More than four days and she still hadn’t found a solution and a way to get out of Damon’s captive and she also needed medical care but he wasn’t even listening to her, he told her that she would stay in the room and when it is time for her to give birth that he would have someone come in and help her with that, she had so much fear for when that time will come. She gave in and started eating the food they brought to her because she didn’t want to starve herself and her baby to death.

The door flew open and Sophie jumped in fear.

“Don’t look so scared, it is just me,”

Gavin said and walked into the room, she hadn’t seen him since the day he had dropped her off.

“What do you want from me?”

Sophie asked. He didn’t look threatened like the way Damon used to be each time he came to see her.

“Me? Nothing, I have some information for you that I was sure you might like to hear that’s why I am here,”

He informed. Sophie couldn’t think of anything that he would have to say that she would be interested in.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“What is that?”

“Well, I called and someone is coming for you, or at least someone wants to pay up your debt and get you back,”

“What? What did you just say?”

Sophie asked. She feared that she might have misheard what he had said.

“You heard me, the man who knocked you up must be loaded, why didn’t you just give me his contact? I had to find it myself, it would have saved the both of us the time we both wasted, anyway, don’t say I didn’t help you, I called the number you left and they are willing to pay, I don’t know if the boss will let you go after they pay but I do know they want to pay up and get you back, let’s hope the boss obsession with you isn’t as bad as he makes it out to be,”

Sophie couldn’t believe her ears, he called them, she knew who he called, it was Patrick, before she left, she had given him the phone that the king had given her but then when she was about to board the plane, he had given her a number to call when she was in need for anything, she kept it in her purse that they had collected from her and she never planned on calling him.

“Why did you do that Gavin?”

Sophie asked.

“Why? You are asking me why. I am trying to get you out of here, don’t you see it? I may be evil and all but I draw a line when it comes to women, do you know what kind of guilt I had to deal with when I hit you the last time? I had to let you go because it was hitting me so badly, I have a mother, two sisters, and a wife, a child on the way that may be a daughter, I am not hurting a woman or letting a woman get hurt on my watch but some of you act dumb, especially you, for coming back to Briscout, but I still have to help because if I don’t, I won’t be able to live with myself,”

He let out. it was all new information to her.

“You have a family yet you took mine? You people killed my parents and my brother,”

Sophie yelled at him, hating him even more for trying to act like he was a good person.

“I didn’t kill your family, Damon did, plus your dad was an asshole, he deserved to die, don’t know about your mother and your brother, also, I am not trying to act like I am a good person because I am not, anyway, I did my part, your man said he will pay, so now you have to pray that Damon decide to let you go as you may already know, the man is obsessed with you and he might go crazy,”

Gavin said and turned around to leave.

“How long do I have to wait before I can leave?”

Sophie questioned; he paused and turned to her.

“Hmm, that depends on what the boss wants, I don’t know, bye,”

he said and he was gone. Sophie sat alone in the room waiting, she kept checking the time but after three long hours of waiting and nothing happened, she got tired and lay on the bed, she closed her eyes in hopes that when she opened them again, she would be let go. But when the door finally opened, it was an angry-looking Damon who walked in with a bottle of whiskey in hand, Sophie sat up on the bed, already not liking his mood.

“Damon? What do you want now?”

She asked; she couldn’t hide the fear in her voice as he walked silently towards the bed.

“Apparently, your man is a king? Wow, you managed to hit the jackpot? I saw a whole magazine of you, wow, all smiles and showing off, I wonder why you ran away, did you come back for me?”

Sophie ignored his words, she just wanted him gone but that wasn’t what he had in mind because he started walking towards the bed.

“You act like you don’t want me but you do, your man doesn’t know what you are yet, he doesn’t know you ran away from him just so you can let me touch you, that’s it right? You tell me that’s it or I won’t be pleased with you,”

Damon said walking closer to her. He looked pissed while saying the words and her heartbeat increased in fear. He knew about Lance and was not happy with it; now he was making up scenarios in his head and he sounded drunk too which was not a good sign, the man was already a violent man without the alcohol, and now it would even be worse.

“That man doesn’t know what you are, but he is willing to pay so you can be free, but I don’t want to let you go without having a taste of you, I have wanted you for too long for you to just leave untouched by me, I know you want it too, you can’t deny that,”

He said; she watched as he started removing his shirt and even unbuttoning his trousers; she tried to get up and run from him but he was faster than her, he reached out and trapped her.

“Let me go, please, don’t do this, Damon, fucking let me go,”

Sophie yelled out and hit him, pushing him away, he staggered for a moment but he had her still trapped so she couldn’t get away from him. She pushed him again, he slapped her hard on the face, Sophie cried out in pain, determined more than ever to not let him. When he tried to kiss her, she moved her lips to the side and fought against him. He hit her again, this time, the pain was more and it distracted her for a moment, long enough for him to get on top of her again.

“You belong to me and I must have you, stop playing hard to get when you want me too,”

He let out and hit her again and started fumbling with her dress, how could he think she would want to have anything to do with him when all he does is hit her? never, over her dead body would she allow a man like Damon to touch her. She fought against him trying to remove her top, and bit hard on his arms but that only resulted in him hitting her again. She couldn’t take it anymore, she looked around and saw her only chance; she reached out for the bottle of whiskey he had brought with him which he had kept on the bed, she got it and aimlessly hit him on the head, hard enough to get him to pass out, she let out a sigh when he collapsed on top of her, she pushed him away and got out of the bed.