Let me die!" She yelled as the young ladies grabbed her arms, trying their best to pull her weight.
"Let me go!" She exclaimed, pulling the struggling women towards the balcony.
"Please miss" the lady pleaded, pulling her away from the balcony with all her might.
"Let go of her" Kieran's voice was calm, and immediately, the ladies let go of her arm, he pulled her to himself, holding her firmly.
"Why won't you let me go?!" Laurent asked, clenching her fists in a futile struggle.
"You're mine now, don't you get that?" He asked, pulling her away from the window and slamming it shut.
"Do you think this would end at you? If anything happens to you, I'll go hunting for everyone close to you, here and in Louisiana" he warned.
She furrowed her brows at him, "At least let me have my phone" she demanded, stretching out her hand as though to receive something.
"You'll have to earn that" he answered.
"The miss hasn't had breakfast, sir," the lady said at the door, he looked at the tray of food that sat idly on the floor, untouched.
"Why aren't you having food?" He asked, walking to her.
"I'll just have to starve to death" she answered, folding her arms and staring into his eyes.
"Everyone leave, get her a new tray of food!" Kieran commanded, making them all scurry out of the room.
"I'm not going to have a bite of anything," she said angrily "Let me out of this place!" She demanded once more.
"Fine then, if you won't eat of your own accord, I'll have to make you and trust me, this is my muse," he said, walking out of the room and slamming the door shut.
The lady came with the tray of food "Give it to me" Kieran demanded, holding onto the tray, and turning to Giovanni "Get me my special bag" he said, the man nodded in response.
Soon after, he held a black bag, handing it to Kieran, a smirk formed on his face.
"Aren't you going to have something to eat?" He asked her as he closed the door right behind him.
"The moment you let me out of here, I'll be out of your hair and have lots to eat, just please, let me go" she pleaded, her hands clasped together.
"So you won't have your meal?" He asked, ignoring her plea.
He calmly placed the tray of food on the table and approached her slowly, staring at her earnestly "What do you think you're doing?" She asked, pulling back, holding his gaze.
"I'll just have to make you eat from my lips then," he said, closing the distance between them.
Laurent's eyes narrowed down to the door "Don't think about it" he said, taking hold of her hand.
"Can't you just let me go?" She asked, her voice more frail than before.
"No..not again," he said, taking a cuff to her hand, puzzled, Laurent tried her best to struggle, pushing and pulling, her attempts to no avail.
Pulling her away from himself, he pushed her onto the king-sized bed that sat in the middle of the room.
"Don't you dare touch me!" She yelled, her handcuffed and almost immediately he took her hand, cuffing it completely to the bed stand.
"Le..let go of me!" She protested.
"You'll have to eat something, you look frail," he said, placing his fingers on her face, she instinctively pulled her face away.
"Your scuffle is useless my love, don't fight it," he said, taking a spoonful of food, and putting it close to her mouth.
"Have a bite Laurent" he said, watching her eyes show disdain.
She averted his gaze, her hands cuffed to the side of the bed.
"Have this" Kieran said, taking the food to her mouth, she didn't stare at him, she looked sideways.
"Darling, this is a futile fight, the faster you understand that, the better it is for both of us," He said, putting the tray on the bed.
He brushed his lips against hers, and her eyes widened in shock as he forced his lips on hers, she took the opportunity to snap her jaws at him, biting his lips, and he pulled away calmly, not cursing or yelling.
"No amount of those love bites are going to make me stop, Laurent," he said, cleaning off the blood on his lips.
"You'll stay here, cuffed to the bed, until you're ready to have some food," he said, standing from the bed and heading for the door. Almost immediately, a rustling sound was made, she looked down, her stomach in disarray.
"I think that won't take a lot of time," Kieran said, as he looked at her, her attention fully on the food that lay on the bed.
"I'll eat, just get these cuffs off," she said, finally. "Oh so you didn't bite your tongue off" Kieran scoffed.
He took his time, looking at his wristwatch "I'll send someone to feed you, I don't want you doing anything stupid" he said, taking his leave for the door.
"This...this is a prison, I thought you said I was yours, people who love others don't put them in tight situations" she protested.
He looked back at her "Well, that's the thing, darling, I'm obsessed not in love" he answered before walking out through the door.
"Make sure she eats it all, also keep me updated," he said, the maid nodded vigorously.
"Let me out of here! What have I done to you?!" She kept yelling, struggling with her cuffed hands on the bed
"Please miss, calm down, you need to reserve your strength and eat," the maid said as she walked into the room, closing the door lightly.
"You're a woman, I know you're scared but...but I can escape" Laurent pleaded, her eyes reddening.
"No one can escape, young miss, the house is filled with guards, and worse, even the police work with him, it's a futile attempt" she warned.
"Please eat something" she added, pulling the food tray closer.
Laurent looked disheveled and pale, accepting her fate as an orphan was one thing but being the captive of a wealthy mafia boss was another.
'Am I truly going to have to be his woman?' She thought to herself as the spoons of freshly made soup went into her mouth.