Taming the Rogue King

Trapped One 18 plus unedited

A/N

Hey lovelies,

I have added some parts in Liam's POV that I couldn't update yesterday. Remember to read it before you start Ira's.

***** Description of assault ahead. Please avoid reading this chapter if it affects you. The author does not condone s*xual violence. If you are suffering or are dealing with trauma, please seek help. Reader discretion advisable*****

Ira

Ira walked towards the washroom. She felt happy and high. There were a few awkward moments with Monike, but the rest of the evening was well.

Liam had eyes only for her and when Monike had called him out for staring at her, Ira had been curious. She had seen Liam’s Lycan glare at Monike.

What was going on in that busy head of his?

She giggled, thinking about what it must be like to have a constant nagging voice in the head as your alter ego continues to argue with you. Liam had told her many times that his Lycan was a pain in the a*ss.

She stumbled again but managed to remain standing. ‘I need to drink some more water! And no more wine!’

She was almost at the end of the room, stepping into the corridor that led to the washroom.

The place was super crowded with people dancing and grooving to Girls like you by Maroon 5, which was mashed up with some other song that she did not recognise.

The sweaty crowd in the dancing lights of the dancefloor felt too overwhelming. It was a relief that they were in a private room while dining. She would have been so uncomfortable in such a crowd otherwise.

She turned into the corridor and continued to totter, oblivious to the deserted space. For her, the corridor was a welcome relief with its calmness, in a place that was so full of people that it was bursting in its seams.

She hummed along to the song Girls like you and extended her arm to open the door to the women’s washroom when a huge hand groped her hand.

Surprised, she turned towards the man, “isn’t this a ladies ba….?” Her voice stuck in her throat as she took in the appearance of the man in front of her. “Joey?”

He picked her up and carried her on his shoulder into the men’s toilet instead. Her one hand stuck between her and Joey, with her handbag compressed in between. Her other hand dangled as she tried to punch his muscular back.

“What the hell are you doing?” She tried to wriggle out of his hold, but he had a good few inches and the element of surprise over her.

Once inside the toilet, he dropped her on the floor. She stumbled, her handbag slipped, scattering all its contents as it felt with a thud on the floor, and she just about managed to stay standing. Gathering all her strength, she slapped Joey. “How dare you?”

“Ooooh! The little b*tch has grown up to be a feisty one?” Someone sneered from behind her in a rough voice. She turned around swiftly and froze.

A face from her past greeted her with his cold eyes. A cruel smile played on his lips as he closed the door and locked it.

“Jack?” Although the young boy she remembered had now turned into a man, she could still notice the similarities. A scar ran across his left cheek, appearing to be a nasty wound from a knife that had led to keloids. He was tall and burly.

“Does it look good?” He bared his teeth.

“Sorry, what?” She stepped back as he moved towards her..

“The scar! Your old man gave it to me.” He continued to prowl towards her.

“A… I… I don’t know anything about it!” She wondered why he was here. Was Joey helping him? But she had nothing to do with the scar. If only her dad had told her what had happened. She continued to step back.

“How would I know? Your kind cannot be trusted. I was only a young boy doing some harmless drugs. The b*stard tried to stab me. He wanted to take revenge for what we did that night when the earthquake saved you!” He had almost reached Ira.

This time as she stepped back, she dashed against Joey. He placed his hands on her shoulders and laughed. “Are you happy, bro?”

Ira turned around and pushed his hands aside. She was amazed at the way Joey interacted with her attacker. “Why are you doing this? You will lose your job when you get caught!”

“One, I don’t care about this stupid job, and two, by the time anyone finds us, we would be done with you.” Bringing his face closer to hers, he hissed. “You see! Everyone here knows that the toilets here are closed for renovation. We moved the sign only so we could trap our queen bee.”

He held her jaw with brute force, enough to leave bruises. Slowly, he tilted her head and brought her lips close to his.

"L...lt.. Gub m" She tried to say Let go of me, as she tried to pry herself free from his hold, by pulling his fingers away from her face. But her fragile strength did nothing to move, the thick fingers digging into her soft skin.

He was going to kiss her, and she could do nothing. His eyes twinkled as he continued to bend down. His hot breath made her want to puke on his face as she struggled to free herself from his hold.

"Before you taste her, don't you want her to know who you are?" Jack rested his hand on her shoulder.

Her skin crawled with disgust. How long will it take for Liam to notice that I have been away for longer than necessary?

Joey laughed and releasing her from his hold, stuck his finger in his eye. Frozen in her spot, she saw as he got rid of his lenses, brows and beard. He looked up, and she gasped.

"Alex!"

He bowed, "at your service mam."

She thought fast. She was alone with the two huge guys who have been trying to get to her for a long time. Could she harness her power? Sarena had only taught her to move a few things. She was still learning the theory of magic. She looked around to see if she could find any weapon. The place was empty, with a few basins in front of the mirror, 2 urinals at the far end and toilet cubicles next to the urinals.

Her can of pepper spray lay on the floor, out of reach.

Her only option was to use her tiny stature. She slipped down to the floor and ran towards the door.

Jack caught hold of her crop top from the back and pulled. The top tore, and she slipped and landed on the floor face down. Her head hit against the white tiled surface and she felt a sharp pain shoot through her head. Blood trickled down her forehead and she tried to crawl towards the door.

Jack caught hold of her leg pulling her towards them. The remaining crop top bunched up on her trunk and she felt the cold surface of the tile rub against her chest. The two men guffawed as she frantically threw her hands around, trying to crawl away from them. She reached out for the pepper spray, turned around and sprayed aimlessly.

The laughter died. "You b*tch! One of the men shouted. She did not know who as the blood slowly pooled in her eyes.

She felt a sharp sting against her cheek and the spray tumbled out of her hand with the impact. She tasted blood and felt another trickle of blood leak through a fresh cut on her busted lip.

Jack held her hair and yanked her head back, speaking in her face. "The more we thrash you, the better it gets for us. See..." He pulled her hand roughly and rubbed it against his er*ction.

She squirmed trying to crawl back. "F*ck you a*hole" she spat.

"Get down on your knees and open your dirty mouth. You need to take care of our needs." Joey aka Alex held her hands back while Jack stood in front of her.

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