OWNED

Chapter 3 (No Escape)

Amya groaned, turning around in silky sheets, her eyes felt so heavy that they refused to open but her mind. She was conscious. Her head was pounding. She finally managed to open her eyes, blurry at first, but then they eventually focused. She looked around the room in sheer panic. This wasn't her room, this wasn't her bed or her sheets.

With white walls, a chest of dark grey drawers, and a large glass door, you could see the view of a beautiful lake ahead. Amya peeled the covers from her body, she was still in her dress from last night. Once she stood up, she almost lost her balance. Amya groaned at the sharp pain hitting her temple, and she, with her fingers on it, gave it a soft rub.

Amya notices painkillers on the desk with a jug of water and an empty glass sitting right next to it. She didn't hesitate to take it; she popped a pill in her mouth and washed it down with a glass of water she poured herself.

Amya started to walk towards the window, just looking out at the view, having no idea where she was and the fact that she couldn't remember anything from last night made it worse. Amya turns around and walks towards the main door, pulling it open. Nervously she wandered around their never-ending halls.

Amya started to hear a sound of grunting noises coming not far from her, and the noises led her to a gym. There Sebastian was shirtless in black trousers throwing punches at a punching bag. Her jaw dropped, notching how sexy he was, Amya's eyes traced down his muscular chest, his big biceps, and sharp abs. Amya admired all his tattoos.

Sebastian's long blonde straps fell into his face every time he threw a punch. Breathing heavily, Sebastian leaned down, grabbed his water bottle, and gulped it down. He turned to notice Amya standing there.

When their eyes met, Amya felt intimidated, Sebastian's stare was intense. Sebastian threw his empty bottle to the side, walking towards Amya, his eyes tracing down every inch of her body. Once Sebastian's gaze met hers again, he slid his fingers through his hair, combing it back. "Morning Amy" "Amya" She instantly corrected him, she stood there staring into his eyes thinking if she regretted speaking up and correcting him like that. Sebastian just chuckles, shaking his head. "Amy, it is."

Sebastian walked over to grab a towel and wiped the sweat from his face. Amy looked down twirling the ring she had on her finger nervously. "Did we... did we uhm- '' She couldn't form her words without stuttering. Sebastian's brows draw together glancing at her. "You need to use your words, sweetheart, did we what?" Amy looks away as her cheeks flush red from embarrassment. "Sex... did we have s*x?" Sebastian walks back over to her. "If we had s*x, I could assure you sweetheart you wouldn't even beadle to stand straight'' Amy gulps at his response. Sebastian grabbed his shirt and put it on. "Follow me, you'll need breakfast". Sebastian led Amy to the kitchen where James and Beth were setting the table with pancakes and orange juice.

Amy glared at James and Beth, they looked oddly familiar to her, but she couldn't put her finger on it. They turned around, greeting her with a smile. "Do I know you? I swear- "Amy was interrupted by Sebastian wrapping his arm around her waist and leading her to the table, making her sit down by applying pressure on her shoulders. "Eat" he demanded. Sebastian sat in front of Amy and James and Beth sat at the other end. "You expect me to sit here and eat with a bunch of strangers, having no idea who any of you are? Can you please tell me what's going on?' James and Beth just stared at each other. Sebastian stabbed his fork in his pancakes, cutting them aggressively before eating them.

He just glared at Amy. He didn't like talking and eating. James took over explaining the situation to Amy, leaving her stunned. She wasn't surprised her father had motives like that. Amy scoffed. "Okay, I'm not a massive fan of my father myself, but you can't keep me here. I don't know any of you."

Sebastian slammed his fork down on the table, causing Amy to startle. "Your father started all this and trust me when I say I'll happily give you back to him once he steps down from destroying my business" Amy stood up from the table. "You don't know who you're messing with, once my father finds out you're the reason for my disappearance he'll kill you. He's a dangerous man''

Sebastian grinned, tracing his tongue along his bottom lip before turning his head to James. He reached his hand out to him, but James hesitated. "Buck," he said sternly. James sighed, handing him the gun from his pack pocket. Sebastian grabbed the gun and loaded it before pointing it toward Amy, leaving her shocked. "Sweetheart, I suggest you sit down before you start to make me angry'' Beth turns her head to Amy. "Mia, sit down babe"

"I'm not scared of you", she stated before walking away, slightly, but she didn't want to show it. Sebastian kicked his chair back, pacing up to Amy. He grips her neck with one hand and slams her on the wall, causing her to whimper. The other hand traces the gun slowly up her stomach to her chest.

"Listen to me very carefully because I'm only going to say this once... you have two options, you can either sit your pretty ass down and be a good girl or you can continue reacting like a little brat, but I must warn you, sweetheart, I despite brats... you know what happens to little brats?"

His voice was harsh and steady, and his fingers gripped her neck tightly. She was almost losing oxygen. "They get punished." Sebastian began loosening his grip around her neck and gripping her jaw to make her look at him.

"Do you understand me?" She just nods, Sebastian slams his hand up against the wall, making her jump. "Words". He shouts "Y-Yes, Yes I understand". It was at this moment she only had one thought. What if he's more dangerous than her father? "Good, now breakfast", he demands. She just nods, walking back over to the table. She sat down quietly and began eating her pancakes.

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A short while later. Amy follows Sebastian's instructions. He told her to have a shower and clean herself up. She made her way to her guest bedroom where she woke up. There was a joint bathroom in her room. She closes the bathroom door behind her and starts stripping down her clothes until she is fully exposed. She walks up to the mirror above the sink and just stared at her reflection. Mascara and eyeliner from the night before smudged around her eyes, her lips still tinted red from her lipstick, tears staining down her cheeks from crying earlier. She was a mess.

After a somewhat prolonged shower, Amya steps out and looks around for a towel. She looks through the closets and finds some on the top shelf. Once she wraps the soft white towel around her body, she walks out of the bathroom and into her room again. The room's cold air sent shivers down her spine, causing goosebumps to form all over her body. Amy started to look through the chest of drawers, her eyes widened once she saw a selection of underwear and bras. She picks out a black lace bra and matching thongs, she checks the size of the bra, and it was her exact size.

"What the hell" She mutters under her breath. She couldn't but wonder how he knew this, how he had it all prepared. She then rummages through all the drawers and pulls out various items. jeans, sweaters, blouses, dresses, and nightgowns all in her size. "How in the hell did he-"She jumps slipped when the door suddenly swings open, holding tight onto her towel walking she turns around to see Sebastian casually walk in, fully dressed in a pair of black jeans and a tight black t-shirt, his hair slicked back. Amy scoffs, taking a few steps back. "Ever heard of knocking?!"

Sebastian's eyes are narrow as he takes slow and steady steps toward her. "It's my house. I can come and go as I see fit" 'Doesn't mean you can come barging in here without knocking, I deserve a little bit of privacy, if you're keeping me here imprisoned, at least give me that" Amy snaps back at him. "Is that so?" Sebastian drawls, watching her with his piercing blue eyes of his. "Yes, that is" Amy meets his gaze, she can just see it all, the lack of emotion and his entire demeanor scares her to the core. "Though you probably don't understand the meaning of privacy, how could you know anyway? I highly doubt you could possess a damn conscience or are even capable of showing any form of emotion other than brutality."

Sebastian just smiled at Amy; it wasn't kind or caring but one that was ice-cold and ruthless. Amy cries out when he grasps her upper arms and yanks her against him, bringing them so close together that their noses almost touch. "You think you got me all figured out? Sweetheart, you know nothing" She winces as his fingers clamp down harder onto her skin. "You think this is brutal? Considering the long list of things I could do for you, this, my dear, is kind, believe me," Amy just stared up into his eyes. "Why are you keeping me here? What do you want from me?"

"This isn't about you, this is about your father" Amy let out a soft sigh when Sebastian finally relaxed his hold on her a little, though he didn't let go of her completely. "Your father crossed the line. He's killing my men and trying to take down my business. By taking you, I'm just teaching him a little lesson not to mess with me, he finds out you're in my hands, it's going to drive him insane, and he won't risk his little princess for anyone, not even for his ego."

Amy scoffs, trying to get out of his grip, but Sebastian held her steady. "I'm not his little princess" Sebastian just smirks, c*****g his head to the side. "Oh? What has he done to make you so mad?" "Mind your business", she responded. Sebastian's jaw clenched, he hated her attitude, but he sucked his teeth and swallowed down his pride. Sebastian drops her arms down, finally releasing her. Amy curled her fingers tightly around the towel to keep it secured around her, there was one question that was roaming around in her head, and she needed the answer to it. ''Are you a killer?"

Sebastian's eyes turn dark as he stared into her soul. Taking a few steps closer to her, she walks backward until her back hits the wall. Sebastian hoovers over her whispering against her lips. "If you want to call me that, then sure, that's why you should be much more careful around me. I have zero tolerance for disobedience. I have no intention of hurting you, Amy, but if you provoke me, I will end you without an ounce of remorse" Sebastian brushes his nose over Amy's, and she turns her face to the side, avoiding eye contact. He then chuckles darkly before taking a few steps back. Amy watched him walk out of her room, closing the door behind him.

An hour later, the house was quiet. Sebastian, James, or Beth wasn't around. Amy found the perfect opportunity to sneak around the house. She searched for anything to help her escape, anything at all that she could use against him. She knew he was much stronger than her. She stumbles into his room, the master bedroom. He wasn't there either. She looked through all his drawers, wardrobes, and closets but there was nothing special, nothing important. Amy lifts his pillow and finds a little remote underneath it. "What is this...'' She mutters to herself. Amy pressed the little red button and when the bed suddenly started moving it startled her. The mattress slowly lifts, and all Amy could do is stare in horror at the sight before her.