Where did she come from

Right before the beginning

3 days before the dinner

Maeve woke up in the room she was renting above the bar Tristen and her performed in last night. Her mind swam with memories of 3 months before that strange man that came to the Raven’s song. He didn’t fit right in that bar, he was too clean. Maeve bites her lip remembering his orange eyes she’d never seen eyes like those, especially… Her mind pauses trying to block out the memory of his face. Sure he was attractive, too attractive, but the look of complete madness that took over his face made her shudder.

What was even more unnerving is how quickly the look disappeared and he became such a gentleman. “What was his name?” Maeve wondered to herself touching her chin.

“”Ethan” Tristen said, popping his head up to the top bunk making Maeve jump and roll out with a thud on the floor.

“You dirty b***h” Maeve said, picking herself off the floor. “Let me know you’re awake next time, you nearly killed me” covering her pounding heart.

“Sorry love, I was also awake thinking about our delectable little friend” Tristen said licking his lips. “I call dibs by the way”

Maeve laughs at this, Tristen had been with her for many years and he definitely got a ton more ass then Maeve did, but she also didn’t need to try. Men seem to flock to her to the point that Tristen would have to beat them back with a stick, sometimes literally.

“Come on let us go get breakfast” Tristen yawns as he swings his feet out of bed. “I’m hoping the bar man's son is working”

Maeve rolls her eyes at him “You are hopeless”

“A hopeless romantic darling yes” Tristen says in a gaudy voice.

“Stop talking like that, it's not cute” Maeve retorts before bumping into his back. “Ouch, what the f**k man”

Tristen is standing completely still, his body tense as he blocks the door. “Maeve” he whispers “the gorgeous orange eye’d daddy is back…..AND HE BROUGHT HIS EVEN MORE GORGEOUS FATHER!” Tristen yells loudly moving out of the door frame heading straight for the men standing by the door.

“It was in this town. I know it. I remember the bar but she’s not there. They said she travels around these parts performing…. AH!” Ethan cuts off his eyes meeting Tristen's smiling green ones. “Hide me Clint” he quickly squirms behind his driver.

“Helloooo” Tristen coo’s at Ethan playfully “Who did you bring with you?” he looks up at the man standing now next to Clint.

“I am Colt Blackwell” he says, his voice full of venom, his eyes brimming with disdain for Tristen.

“Ooookkk” Tristen says nonchalantly “Why are you here with my orange eyed daddy?”

“Don’t call me that” Ethan spits from behind Clint.

“That is none of your concern” , Colts reply is curt and dark. Tristen's hair stands up on his neck as the name Blackwell rings a bell.

“She was with this man before father, she has to be around here somewhere” Ethan says eagerly, his head popping out around Clint's shoulders before finally landing on Maeve who was watching the whole scene still in the door frame. “There!” his eyes darkening at the sight of her.

Maeve gets a shiver down her spine when he stares at her. The other man who was even taller than Ethan slowly turned his head to look at her. Maeve quickly looked down, for some reason feeling beneath this man simply from his gaze. He stalked towards her one deliberate step in front of the other, his expensive shoes clicking on the floor. It felt like an eternity before he finally reached her.

His black leather gloved hand came out of one of his pockets and landed on her chin, oddly gentle, he lifted her face forcing her to look at him. When their eyes met his grip wasn’t gentle anymore. Maeve flinched at the sting of his thumb nail going into her skin on her chin.

“This is the one you want?” Colt asked Ethan coldly.

“Yes, more than anything” Ethan walked closer, finally coming out from behind Clint.

“Fine.” Colt said letting go of Maeve’s chin with a light push. “Put her in the car we have other stops to make before heading home in 2 days”

Ethan walks forward sliding his hands around Maeve's waist, her body heating up at the contact. “Excuse me” She tries to laugh but it comes out nervous.

“You're going to be my wife,” Ethan says in a sweet tone, pulling her closer.

“The f**k I am” Maeve’s eyes flash with fear pushing Ethan away but his fingers dig into her hips. “Get off me” She yells, thrashing in his grasp.

“No” Ethan says before throwing her over his shoulder, her legs kicking and her arms hitting into his back. Her attempts do nothing, Ethan is built like a brick wall, his muscle clearly honed over many years making him look almost comical in his suit.

“Tristen help me” Maeve calls. Tristen doesn’t move to help but he does follow.

“I don't want you now shoo” Ethan waves a hand at Tristen.

“Please, I…I have no one else” Tristen's voice trembles a rare moment of the real Tristen.

“Then you will be alone” Ethan says blankly as Maeve still tries to break free.

“Let him come” Colt says walking out of the bar having to bend to not hit his head both hands back in his pockets “Think of it as a wedding gift to your soon to be bride”

Ethan knows his father is only doing this to torture him since Tristen keeps hitting on him. Ethan clenches his fist. “Fine, but he’s going in your car” Ethan growls knowing he can’t say no to his father.

Tristen brightens back up “sweet!” he chirps, skipping to the car. While Ethan is fighting to get Maeve in his car.

“Let go of me” She yells, holding onto either side of the door. Ethan gives her a devilish smile before slamming his body against her wrapping his arms around her waist. Maeve’s hands lose their grip and she is flown into the black car with this strange but attractive man on top of her.

Maeve lays there dazed from the impact but can feel the man's hands running over her body feeling every piece of skin he can reach. He’s mumbling to himself quickly and Maeve’s body tenses up at his touch.

“Mmmmm Mine, mine, mine” Ethan whispers as he nuzzles Maeve's neck his hot breath sending shivers down her spine and a heat into her core.

“Can you let go of me please?” Maeve asks, hoping being polite will help her situation.

“Nah i’m good” Ethan replies.

“How about get the f**k off of me” She demands pushing at his chest trying to get him off but he’s like trying to move a mountain.

Ethan raises his head slowly looking up at Maeve, meeting her eyes. “I’m going to have fun breaking you” he breathes onto her face.

Maeve lays there stunned, recognizing the predatory look unable to move her heart racing, as his hands continue to roam her body through her clothes. The car comes to an abrupt stop and Maeve and Ethan are thrown onto the floor of the car, Maeve on top of Ethan now.

“Oh I like a girl who takes control,” Ethan says, his voice dripping with desire and sarcasm as his hands hold Maeve's thighs in the tight space.

Clint opens the door and blankly looks down at the scene. Maeve takes that moment to push herself off of Ethan and run.

Maeve runs as dust flies around her before she skids to a stop looking around. “Where are all the trees and the greenery?” She spins looking for the missing landscape.

Ethan walks out of the car slowly towards her “Welcome to the Eastern territory” he whispers into the back of her neck. “This dust bowl will soon be yours and mine”

A loud click and a sharp pain happens around Maeve’s neck.

“Ow what the..” she tries to look down at a shackle that covers her whole neck, digging into her jaw anytime she doesn’t look straight up. “Get this off me” She turns to Ethan.

“If you didn’t just try to run this wouldn’t have happened” Ethan smirks. He pulls out a small controller and presses the yellow button. Electricity hits Maeve like a train coursing through her causing her to scream. “Yes, again,” Ethan says, licking his lips before hitting the button again. Ethan’s eyes start going wide watching Maeve squirm unable to remove the thing causing her pain.

“Enough Ethan” Colts voice comes from the other car. He didn’t even get out just rolled the window down. “Clint put her in the front seat with you.”

Clint runs forward to pick up Maeve who is breathing hard on the ground.

“One more time” Ethan whines before pressing the button again. Maeve’s world went black.

“I said enough Ethan” Colts voice echos through the barren landscape. “Your going to kill this one before she gives you an heir”

Ethan tenses up at his fathers words. “Fine” He drops the controller and Clint picks it up putting it and Maeve in the front seat.

“Also no trying for an heir until you're married don’t need you ruining the Blackwell name any more than you already have.”

Ethan give him a look of disdain but nods his head and gets back into the car.

Maeve wakes up in the front of the car but the car has stopped moving.

“Oh your awake, thought you might have died” Clint says smoking a cigarette.”You’ve been out for 2 days we just go back to the estate”

Maeve looks around at the scenery, it’s different then the barren waste land she saw before.

“Welcome home,” Clint says, throwing his cigarette out the window. He gets out, going around to her side, opening the door.

Maeve is pulled from the car and she realizes then that someone had changed her clothes. “Don’t worry it was a woman” Clint says nonchalantly looking at her concerned look. Maeve went from her comfy brown and green dress to a strapless blood red dress with gems around the top. “Come on, it's time for you to meet your future family.

Maeve walked in a daze, someone clipping a long chain to her shackle around her neck. The men who took Maeve after Clint were not as gentle pulling her roughly forward hurting her neck.

“In here” One of the men grunts pulling her into a huge room with a large table in it. Maeve looks up at the men at the table when.

*crash*