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Private For Me And McMajestic

Reluctantly Elena sat down, not looking at the man, the smell of the cheesey noodles and hot dogs making Elena's stomach grumble. The food was hot and steaming, but Elena was gungry. And without waiting, Elena began to eat with gusto.
 
Adam watched in mild disgust as she ate before walking over to his own side of the table and sitting down, looking down at the mac and cheese without hot dogs in it on his plate. He scooped some up on his fork and took a bite, tapping as he chewed twenty times before swallowing and taking another bite, repeating the process as he looked over at Elena. He didn't like macaroni that much but he supposed he could deal with it if only for her.
 
Several bites into the meal, Elena paused as she noticed the man starring at her. Slowly Elena swallowed down the food and wiped her lips, leaning back. Having been starving, Elena hadn't taken the time to consider it might be drugged. "I suppose my plate is drugged." Elena said darkly.
 
"Of course not. I have no reason to drug it," he said simply, his shoulders rising and falling in a shrug before he took another bite, chewed twenty times, and swallowed. Adam looked down at his food, remembering that Milly had told him that staring made others uncomfortable. "I don't mean to stare, you're just very beautiful," he said, hoping to make up for it.
 
That made the girl angry. Pressing her lips into a thin hard line, Elena pushed the plate of half eaten food away from her on the table. It wasn't so much the compliment, but the situation and what this man was wanting of Elena and keeping the girl as a captive to begin with, and clearly having no intentions of letting Elena go any time soon. "I hope you get life in prison when they capture you." Elena hissed, narrowing her eyes at the man across the table, no longer feeling very hungry.
 
Adam's jaw went slack from shock. He had known she'd be sporadic but he never thought she'd deliberately ignore a compliment and snarl at him like she was. He felt angry, then guilty. Perhaps if he wouldn't have hurt her she wouldn't be mad at him. "Elena, don't be so harsh, my dear. We had a rough start, I will admit, but you shouldn't hope such bad things," he said calmly, not at all angry at that point. He stood, looking over at her. "Please finish, or at least sit with me until I do. We could talk about whatever you'd like." He added, hoping to please her in some way.
 
The girl couldn't believe this. Elena was thoroughly pissed off now. She buried her head in her hands, letting out a long deep groan. This guy was holding Elena completely against her will, and this was how the man acts and says! No...No WAY...! Elena swallowed hard, having lost her appetite now. "I - am - not - yours." Elena growled, breathing hard, saying each word as if it were its own sentences. "And I never will be. Whatever you do to me." The girl snapped.
 
The girl couldn't believe this. Elena was thoroughly pissed off now. She buried her head in her hands, letting out a long deep groan. This guy was holding Elena completely against her will, and this was how the man acts and says! No...No WAY...! Elena swallowed hard, having lost her appetite now. "I - am - not - yours." Elena growled, breathing hard, saying each word as if it were its own sentences. "And I never will be. Whatever you do to me." The girl snapped.
 
Adam grew tense at her angry outburst, storming over to her and grabbing her wrist tightly, digging his nails into her skin as he shoved her on the ground, keeping his grip tight on her arm. "Listen to me you Elena. You- Are- Mine. " He spoke in the same tone. "I am the best thing that has happened and that will ever happen to you. You will love me because I love you. That's how love works," he sneered, glaring down at her furiously.
 
When the sharp fingernails dug into her wrist, Elena grunted and winced, eyes widening as Elena suddenly found herself on the floor. This guy was gunna pay. Glaring, Elena's heart hammering like a hummingbird's, Elena suddenly lifted both legs up and pushed them as hard as she could forward, both feet colliding into the man's groin
 
Adam groaned loudly, falling to his knees and holding himself as pain radiated through his body. "Milly!" He squeaked out, and in time she managed to come. "Oh Goodness," she exclaimed before charging off and returning with two of his butlers. They both rushed to contain Elena while Milly, a thirty year old woman, attempted to help Adam to his feet.
 
Having just scrambled to her feet, Elena was just as quickly restrained. "Let go of me!" The girl demanded, struggling within the men's grip. Just who were this mad people to help this insane man? The money? Were they private contacts of his? Elena had no idea. But they obviously weren't her friends to help.
 
"Take her to..." Adam breathed heavily. "the guest room. Tie her up." He growled out, finally managing to make it to his feet. He had intended on having the two men take her to a room with a concrete floor and white soundproof walls. In there she'd be cuffed down to a metal chair and to her left would be a closet. He chuckled darkly. "I'm sorry, my sweet Elena, but you must learn your place," he called as the men began to drag her off.
 
The eighteen year old's struggles could be heard till the trio finally arrived to the 'guest bedroom'. Well Elena's place wasn't with this mad man. "Let go of me!" Elena demanded once more as she was forced into the chair and sat down before quickly cuffed, the men quickly standing on either side as Elena struggled, having secured the young woman with handcuffs. The guy holding her captive deserved what he got, and more to come in Elena's mind.
 
Adam finally caught up, and dismissed the two men before closing the door behind him. "Now, my sweet, I'm sorry to say I must show you your place in my life, as a loved one who obeys." He walked over to the closet, pulling it open. An array of weapons and torture devices hung across the doors and inside the walls of the room. He grinned wickedly, pulling out a dagger and strolling over to her, resting the blade against her cheek although he was careful not to make a single cut. "You will learn soon enough. I hope I never have to bring you back here, Elena,"
 
Looking over, Elena's face went white as a ghost with what she saw in the closet. It was worse then skeletons. Oh...Oh God...Please help her! Elena swallowed hard, hearing her heart pound loudly in her own ears. She began to pant, and as the cold steel of the blade rested against her cheek, Elena leaned away from the sharp gray metal.
 
"I'm sorry to do this. It hurts me more than it hurts you, my sweet," he whispered, before slashing the blade against her cheek quickly, deciding that she was far too naive to his lifestyle for him to really torture her. After he made the slash he walked away, back to his closet, not wanting to see her reaction, knowing it would hurt him to see her in pain.
 
The young woman sucked in a sharp breath, blood instantly trailing down her cheek. This was a nightmare. "If...If you love me truly...As much as you say, you...you'll ket me go...Alive..." Elena doubted that would work, but she had to keep trying.
 
"Oh Darling Elena, you don't understand," Adam cooed, resting the bloodied blade on a shelf and walking over to her. He lowered himself so they were eye level, allowing his thumb to just barely graze across the cut on her cheek. Blood stained his thumb and he stared down at it for a moment, before pulling a napkin out of his pocket and wiping it away. "It is because I love you I can not let go. You love me too, don't you? You must." He answered for her. "You are my gentle sunrise, and I need you to wake up." He rested his hand on her good cheek, leaning forward slightly, as if to kiss her.
 
Dark eyes butned holes through the man. "No YOU need yo wake up." Elena hissed, jerking her head so that the man's hand couldn't touch her. "Don't touch me." Demanded the captive. And as the man leaned in closer, Elena's eyes grew wide woth horror. Suddenly, a glob of saliva landed on the man's face.
 
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Adam drew back with a shriek, panicking wildly, reduced to a child lost in a store. "Oh my God! Get it off!" he whined, wiping at his face and pulling a small bottle of hand sanitizer out of his pocket. He squirted about half the bottle in his hands in his panic, rubbing it all over his face. "Gross, oh my God, this is disgusting." It was the first time he talked like a normal person. He began to hyperventilate, his vision blurring slightly as his hands rested on his face. He had worked himself up quite a bit. He couldn't regain his composure. He couldn't breathe. @TheOneWhoWrites
 
In dark amusement, the man's captive watched as the man literally freaked out. So. This guy had some OCD issues. Elena didn't say a word as the man freaked. Served him right. Elena thought bitterly, her right cheek still bleeding slightly from the cut from the knife. She blinked slowly, refusing to speak still.
 
Adam stepped out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him, not wanting Elena to see how horribly affected he truly was. He collapsed to his knees, on hand resting against the hardwood flooring while the other clutched at his shirt and he gasped for breath desperately. He was having an asthma attack- or at least, something along those lines. It happened periodically, when he panicked so hard he forgot to breathe. He vision darkened and he was moments away from passing out. He wasn't sure if he could manage, but the thought of Elena calmed him. It wasn't her beautiful face or her fantastic smile though, it was the thought that she was still in that room, still tied down, still his.


He finally sucked in a long breath, getting to his feet and slowly but surely regaining his composure. When he could finally step forward without his legs shaking from the weight, he walked back into the room, once again closing the door behind him. "I'm afraid you haven't learned quite yet, my dear," he spoke gently, disregarding his previous antics. He walked back over to the closet, pulling out a gun with a silencer already attached. He strolled back over to her, a small smile on his face. "Once you understand though our meetings will be much more pleasant," he cocked the gun.
 
The young woman refused to feel bad for Adam. As the man went outside into the hall, Elena began to struggle, trying to slip her wrists free from the metal cuffs digging into her skin. But then, about a minute later, Elena's captor returned. Still not saying a word, Elena watched as the man pulled out a silenced pistol.


Elena's face fell. Just what did this mad man man plan to do with that?!? Elena gulped. But whatever this man did to her, Elena couldn't - no, wouldn't, give into him.
 
Adam pressed the barrel of the gun against her neck for a long moment, just to see her reaction. "Now, now, my beautiful Elena, I have to ask that you don't squirm too much. Side effects involve death," he chuckled darkly before aiming the gun down at her foot and shooting.
 

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