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Anna's POV:

"YOU DID WHAT??!!!" I pulled the phone from my ear before she gave me hearing impairment. This girl be shouting on top of her voice for no reason. "Anna is it the same Jason, 'the Jason', the bully in your high stories? The Jason Anderson?"

"Yes Jessie, that Jason" I said looking out the window to see him in the queue to get the coffee, he had a bit of a frown on his face and seemed tired. "Jessie I hate ...I hate this guy so much I feel disgusted by just his presence" now I was crying.

"Girl where are you?" she asked, ready to fight Goliaths for me. "In his car, he....he locked it" I kept chocking on my tears. "The asshole had the gut to lock you, what are you his prisoner now? Share your location with me, I am on my way. He had it coming from the very first day I heard about him" I immediately turned on my location.

"Anna, I am coming, if he tries anything stupid hit him with something... " the door opened, cold air rushed in with his stupid expensive cologne. He placed the two cups of coffee in the center console. "You look pale wildcat, planning on running” he stated, not a question.

“So what if I was”

“If you run, where will you go? Back to the dorms? Your father already arranged for them to bring out your stuffs, someone probably has taken your space. Back to the Blike house? Your stepmother will hand me back to me herself. So tell me baby, where exactly will you run off to?”

I hated that he had me cornered and left me no choice but to be with him.

I immediately hang up the call. I decided not to answer him and wiped away my tear. "Let me out of the car Jason" I demanded, trying my very best to open the door not giving a damn whether the door handle would break.

"That's not how to ask for something wildcat, say 'please' and I might consider it" I wanted to badly spit a curse at him but kept my cool and kept it. "Jason...' I was saying, ''yes baby'' the asshole interrupted and i wanted to slap him hard on the face so I could wipe that stupid smirk of his face.

"Please let me out of the car" I finally let it out not knowing why I thought that will convince him to let me go. "Uhhh....no!" I bit back the words that was lurking on the tip of my tongue. "I am not your property, I am a human being with feelings, wait you wouldn't understand because you have no empathy" I cried out

"I know" he simply said putting on his seatbelt. "Take your coffee and drink" he wasn't asking but ordering me to. Pftt, who did he think he was, my dad?

'Husband' my inner thought rang

"I am not taking s**t!" I spat out loud and clear but Jason being Jason didn't seem to understand the word 'no'. "You know I don't tolerate women with such bad mouth, I can wash it for you if you don't do it yourself" he wasn't joking this time because the was a frown on his face

"Men like you do not deserve sweet mouthed women like myself" I said right back at him which seemed to tick a muscle because he removed his seatbelt got out of the car, walked around it and opened mine. He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me out, opened the back door and was ready to throw me in when....

"Why don't you pick on someone your own size huh?" Jessie came in. I was so relieved and somewhat worried that she was here. "And you are?" Jason's voice changed once more turning into that of a deep, cold and authoritative one, far from the way he speaks to me and u wondered how he does it.

"Jessie!" I called out still being held captive by him. Jason looked at me assuming we knew each other. "I am her best friend who is here to beat your ass'' Jason let go if my hand and it couldn't be that he was actually shaken by Jessie.

"Baby,you didn't tell me you were inviting a friend right after we got married" his ha d moved around my waist pulling me closer. What the helk was he thinking. Let go of her, she obviously hates you abd don't want to be anywgere close to you" Jessie said. She looked a mess, her hair messy, backpack opened, sweating and panting. She might have run all the way from where she was to this place.

My eyes immediately turned teary at that. "Is that so?Why not we ask her herself" he turned to me,his ha d on my waist moving in circles and I once again felt nauseas. "After all my wildcat won't say she doesn't want to be with me when I just bought St. Cart graveyard" thus guy was actually threatening me

"Anna, come let's go,you don't want to be with him right?" Jessie asked, hope in her eyes. "It's okay Jessie, I will be fine, thank you for coming here" I said and immediately felt a wave of sadness rushing through me. “Where are you taking her?” Jessie turned her attention back to Jason. “Home” he simply answered. Jessie grabbed hold of my hand.

“You call me every hour Anna, every hour. If you don’t I assume you are in trouble and will come to you with the police” she seemed so worried and it made me teary. “I promise” I said, hugged her and assured her I would be fine.

A G-Wagon, black to be precise, pulled up behind us and a driver with two other men in suit got out, kowtowing to Jason. He nodded and, “your friend gets a ride back to campus, you come with me.” He blurted out not leaving any space for argument.

I looked at Jessie one more time and she mouthed a ‘be strong’ before entering the car to leave. I got back inside the car and this time I locked the door myself from the inside.

Jason smiled more like a smirk when he saw me do that and said ‘‘Good cat”. He got inside the car himself and drove. My phone dinged and it was a message from Jessie.

Jessie: I am tracking your location Anna, don’t turn it off

Me:I won’t

I held the phone tight in my hand and looked out the window. We were going uptown, towards the hills where all the mansions were located.

Where no one can hear me even if I scream for help.

The drive went on for about 30 minutes without a single word from each other. The city got quieter, the roads bigger, houses turned into gates then walls then full-on mansions hidden behind trees.

I knew where we were, every single person in New York City knew this area. You don’t come here unless you are invited or very, very rich.

Jason didn’t even stop at the gate. It opened by itself. A guard bowed and voiced out a ‘Welcome home sir’

Home.

The driveway was longer than my father’s whole compound. Lights lined the sides even though it was not dark in the skies. At the very end was a White House-no, not a house. A glass mansion.

He parked and got out. I didn’t. I mean I was obviously not entering with him. He came around and opened my door. I still didn’t move, wasn’t ready to.

“Anna”