After a week I was finally let out of the hospital room. Pierson walked me back to Kings room.
"I don't know what happened but I'm happy you are ok."
"Thanks." I said lowly.
"You know I may not be the best person but I do care for you like a sister in this strange situation you're in. I want to let you know you can always talk to me about anything you feel or think. You know that right?"
I barely smiled up at him. "I know tha.."
"Pierson you're dismissed." King cut in while grabbing my arm.
As we walked in Kings room he shut the door. I found interest in the floor. I couldn't look at him after what happened.
"You can go take a shower but you will leave the door open. I do not trust you alone anymore."
I said nothing as I headed towards the bathroom. He grabbed my arm stopping me.
"Look at me." he commanded.
I kept my eyes on the floor.
"I will not say it again." he growled making me shiver in fear.
Yet I still couldn't force my head to do as he asked. He pulled my hair to make me look up. I closed my eyes tight.
"You will follow my orders when I give them! Now open your damn eyes and look at me."
I could not do that either which caused him to pull my hair harder earning a whimper come from my lips.
"Do you understand me Mia?"
I said nothing.
"Answer me!" he shouted.
Still no words would come from my mouth. A second later I'm on the ground with a stinging pain on my cheek.
"You are so disobedient! From now on you keep your eyes down! You are not to speak a single word to anyone. If you do..." he leaned down near my face. " well lets just say you will wish you were able to kill yourself the first time but I will not let you."
He stepped away from me. "Now go shower."
***
King was not lying when he said he did not trust me. He was with me all the time. Whether he had to go to a meeting or to a club for businesses and fun he drug me with him. I would wear what he wanted, eat what he wanted me to eat, and sit where he wanted me which was either right beside him or on his lap. If I had to use the restroom while we were out he made sure to have a female guard with us at all times to escort me and watch me while I used it.
***
Here we are at yet another meeting at another club. People are dancing below us as we are sitting up in the VIP section. Around us are female waiters who are serving drinks and passing drugs between the men. I'm sitting here against King bored. I try to block out everything around me because it is none of my business. After awhile I gently tug on Kings sleeve near his hand. He looks down at me for a second before he knows what I want. It's the only time I actually touch him on my own.
"Anna, mostra Mia am bagno." King says then nods to me to let me know I can get up. (Anna, show Mia to the restroom.)
I follow the female guard to the restroom, do my business, wash my hands, and then follow her back to King. When walking back in I was waiting for one of the waiters to move so I could go sit beside King. I forgot and looked up to King. He slowly looked me from my feet up to my face and when our eyes met his lip lifted into half a smirk. I quickly looked down. The waiter moved and I approached King.
"Baby girl come." He said with one arm out as he remained seated. I knew what he wanted as I sat down on his lap. He wrapped one arm around my waist as I sat sideways on his lap.
"Sembra che tu preferisca quel piccolo, King." One of the men said. (You seem to favor that little one, King)
"Ha attirato la mia attenzione la prima volta che l'ho vista." King replied. ( She caught my eye the first time I seen her.)
"E molto obbediente. Timida, ma scommetto che e unable simplification." Another said. ( She is very obedient. Shy but I bet she is a feisty one. ")
"Quello e." King responded while playing with a piece of my hair. (That she is.)
"Perche non la condividi con boi?" The first guy said making King tighten his grip around my waist. (Why don't you share her with us?)
" Voglio vedere il suo lato allegro." The second one said. I could feel King's body tense up.(I want to see her feisty side.)
"Nessuno deve toccarla. Siamo chiari?" King gritted out. Whatever they were saying was making him mad but for me well let's just say when he is mad he takes it out on me when we get back to his estate. My heart started racing.(No one is to touch her. Are we clear?)
"Dai King." One of them spoke again. "Ogni uomo dovrebbe avere la fortuna di essere dentro un corpo come il duo." (Come on King. Any man should get blessed to be inside a body like hers.)
Devil leaned over towards King. "I think we should go." he whispered.
King shook his head then leaned towards the men. "Cosa ti fa pensare che dovresti essere un uomo qualunque?" (What makes you think you should be any man?)
"Dai King lei e solo iba puttana." (Come on King she is just a whore.)
King stood up quickly but before I could fall he grabbed my wrist and put me behind him while pulling out a gun aiming it at one of the men while Devil and a few of their men followed in their actions. "Esci!" King shouted. (Get out!)
"Ok ok." They said with their hands up. "Stiamo andando." (We are going.)
"Quando torneria in sesto chiamaci e finiremo la nostra attivita." (When you come back to your senses give us a call and we will finish our business.) One said before they left.
"Sit!" King shouted at me. I sit down looking down still as King picked up a glass of wine. An hour later he was still angry but drunk. He stood up and snatched my wrist hard. "Let's go Mia." He said painfully dragging me out of the VIP part.
Over the last few weeks I noticed soon after he calls me Mia that I could expect a beating. My breath hitched and my eyes started watering as I knew what was going to happen once we got back. I don't know what I did wrong. On the ride back every time he made a sudden noise or movement I would flinch thinking he was about to strike. The time back seemed quicker then most days.
"Get out of the fucking car Mia." King growled out.
As soon as I slowly got out he snatched my arm up in a painful grip and drug me inside. He drug me up the stairs not saying a word then let me go once at the top.
"Move!" he shouted making me flinch.
As I walked he followed behind me. I knew where to go. I knew what waited for me behind his doors. I don't know what I did wrong. He was fine until he talked with those men. I wonder if they told him a lie knowing he would hurt me. I didn't want to get beat and even if I spoke he wouldn't believe me. I can't get beat for something I didn't do so i took off running passing his room. He caught up quickly, grabbed me and smashed me front first into a wall. His body was pressed against mine so I couldn't move as he pulled my hair back harshly.
"Tsk tsk Mia you were doing so good." he said then pulled me from the wall by my hair and started dragging me back to his room by my hair. He shoved me inside. "Strip!" I froze as he shut and locked the door. "Take off the fucking dress Mia." he growled out. I quickly slid the dress off my shoulders letting it fall to the floor. He backhanded me into the floor. "Do not move from that spot." he ordered. I did as he said and sit still. I did not look at his face but instead I kept my eyes on his hands. Watching them would prepare me to close my eyes when he swung. He walked around the room slowly taking off his jacket and shirt. Once his belt came out of his pants he came storming over to me.
The first swing landed on my left hip and I cried out in pain. He always uses all of his strength when he hits me. "You come to the club with me!" Lower back hit. " You look me in the face! " Right arm hit then the belt dropped before he turned me over on my back. Oh no now it's going to be his fists. "You dress like a fucking whore." Left punch to my jaw making my head turn to the left. I don't understand I wore what he ordered. "Wanting to get the attention from all the fucking men." Another punch.
"I..im. s...s...sorry." I whispered out.
"Oh now you talk?" he said throwing a punch at my ribs before getting off me.
His beating last awhile with him punching and kicking me all over.
"From now on you talk when directed!" he shouted while landing yet another kick to my ribs. I screamed out in pain as I felt a pop in my ribs. He climbed on top of me and grabbed my hair forcing my head up as he brought his towards mine. "Do you fucking understand me Mia?' He growled out.
" Yes." I barely got out.
Backhand.
"Yes what?"
"Yes sir."
"Good girl." he said leaning up. "You know what to do. You are going to have to stop making me mad baby girl."
"I'm sorry sir."
"We wouldn't want to have your pretty face messed up next month on your birthday. It wouldn't look good having the brides face all marked up."
What? Bride? I'm getting married? I don't want to marry him!
"I..I.."
"What is it baby girl?"
"I won't marrying you." I breathed out.
He quickly snatched my hair with one hand and drew his fist back. "You ungrateful bitch." he said and swung as hard as he could to the right side of my face.
He stood up getting off of me as darkness took over.