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I let out a huff of air, I’m hungry, my arms are sore and my hands are turning blue from the lack of blood flowing in them.

I’ve been awake for at least three hours, tied to this chair. Surprisingly enough, no one has come to check up on me yet.

As soon as my butt became numb I decided I had enough, taking a deep breath in I start to yell, “Hello! You crazy bastards! I need to pee!”

As if they were waiting for a sign of me being awake, the door opened and the devil himself came. Of course, he was wearing a grey t-shirt with black jeans that hugged his body in the most delicious way.
Sighing to myself, I mentally chaste myself for drooling over him.

Liam stands in front of me just staring, waiting for something. What it is? I don’t know.

Being the smartass I am, I had to open my mouth and say something to him, “Nice to see you.”
He presses his lips into a thin line and rolls his shoulders back.

“Hunter. You have defied me and left the primases, you haven’t even been here fo-“

I quickly cut him off, “Well actually. Sir Liam,” I must want a death wish because every word out of my mouth was sure to get me in trouble, “I was never told that I cannot leave. You see, I didn’t want to over-stay my welcome and decided I might as well see myself out.”

Liam’s face grew red quickly, he placed his hands on the arms of the chair I was in and brought his face a few inches from mine.

“You are never leaving. You are mine. This is your home now, and you will learn to like it here. You will do what you are told and you will be respectful. Do I make myself clear?”

I roll my eyes out of habit, “yes Liam.”

Liam stands up quietly not ushering a single word. Liam walks around to the back of the chair. I try to turn my head to see what he is doing but before I can completely turn, I’m falling to the ground, face first.

When I hit the floor I instantly know my nose is fucked all the way up, my hands are smashed by my entire body and the chair. I groan also knowing my knees will be bruised. My eyes start to water and all I can do is take deep breaths so I don’t cry.

Liam kicks the side of the chair, turning me over onto my side; relief is instantly brought to my body. He squats down in front of me and tilts his head sideways trying to get a better look at me. He takes his right hand and touches my nose.

“Fuck!” squeezing my eyes closed I groan and pray the pain goes away.

Heat rises on my cheek and I open my eyes and look at Liam like he lost his mind. I’ve never been treated so badly in my life and all in the matter of 5 minutes I’ve been treated bad enough to last me a life time. From being thrown to the ground, talked to like a child and being slapped has my mind on another level.

Liam grabs my jaw in his hands and forces me to look at him, “Hunter, I am only going to tell you one more time. Do not disrespect me. Let’s go over what you just did wrong- shall we? First, you have an attitude, then you roll your eyes, and now you have used foul language. You are in my house. I am the higher authority and you will not use that language.”

He grabs the side of the chair and pulls me back up right.

“This is the last time we will have this talk without serious consequences.”

He looks down and glares at me.

“Someone will be in shortly to fix your nose.”

I almost nod my head but before I can, I get the better of myself.

“Thank you, Liam.”

His lips come together in a smirk.

I looked down studying his shoes, not wanting to give him anymore of my time.

Liam turned on the balls of his heels and walked to the door, “Hunter.”

Raising my head, I looked over to him. He was half way out of the room, only his arm and head in.

“I’ll see you at dinner,” he flashed a quick smile and left me alone in the bare room that has been stripped of its beauty by all the ugly events that have occurred in it.

Notes

Thanks for reading!

l.b.