Chapter 13
For the next few hours Alec was having his fun. He watched her closely, noticing her look of helplessness. He ordered her to make dinner, which she did without any comment. He made her join him for dinner and forced her to eat. She was struggling to keep composed. Ethan's was as good as gone. He was going to kill him before the end of the night. He might even make her pull the trigger. That should be fun.
Miranda was in a fucking nightmare that she couldn't wake up from. How was she going to save Ethan? She had no clue. He was going to kill him and she would witness it. Jesus Christ they weren't even lovers.
Alec's eyes were always on her. Every move she made he was watching her.
After finishing washing up Alec called for her. He patted the sofa for her to sit beside him. What now? What could he want now? "Let’s play a game." Oh shit! This couldn't be good. He stood and grabbed Ethan and forced him to sit on the sofa beside Miranda. He fell onto her. She tried to help him up until he was in a sitting position. "How fucking sweet is this picture?" Alec made his way to them and tore the tape from Ethan's mouth.
"Miranda get your lover some water. We need him to talk for our game." Miranda grabbed a bottle of water and a straw. She bought it to his mouth so he could drink. "Okay I'm going to ask the questions and you will answer. If I think your lying then you will earn yourself a punishment!" Miranda felt her heart about to come out of her chest, he was ruthless... This was all one big game, he was just toying with them.
"How often did you fuck? This one’s for you Miranda." Miranda knew nothing good was going to come out of this.
"Please sir..."
"ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION!" Miranda jumped.
"Never, I swear to you never," he tsked and shook his head. He approached her and gave her a backhand to her face forcing her to fall onto the sofa. She picked herself up.
"Ethan my fucking brother! Do you think our mother would be proud of you? Ha? My kid brother trying to fuck me over? Taking my girl and fucking her?" Brothers? Oh my god they're brothers! Miranda was in total shock.
"Alec..." Ethan's voice was strained. "My father will never forgive you..." Alec laughed an ugly laugh
"James although not my biological father was more comfortable with me than with his own son! You were going to kill your own father! What sort of fucked up shit are you?" Alec was walking around running his hands through his hair. "If it wasn't for the memory of mum and the loyalty and respect I have for James you would have been a dead man long ago."
"Always playing the noble son! Always showing me up in front of everybody. I'm your fucking brother you are supposed to protect me!"
"I've protected you for too fucking long! You low life shit! It's one thing when you continue to sabotage my fucking clubs and a totally different thing when you’re fucking my girl!" Alec was furious.
Miranda was so afraid to move, talk or even breathe. Brothers! For fucks sake how was she caught up in this? Alec was pacing the room. She knew he was trying to keep his temper in check.
"I knew it! I knew you cared for her the moment you got all possessive when I was around! Alec deAngelo showed an emotion worthy to pay attention to. Jealousy was your downfall dude! I knew you were burning when I touched her!" Ethan you fucking moron shut up! Did he have a death wish? Miranda wanted to kill him herself just to shut him up.
"I had my sights on her Alec. I wanted to know why she got under your skin. At first I was going to hurt her and send you images of her bloodied up. But then you fool you discarded her! You think I'm dumb! I fucking knew you were trying to protect her! She was so vulnerable so sad that the great and powerful Alec didn't want her. Wasn't easy but I got to her. I decided it was better to fuck her than hurt her, that way you would always remember how I fucked the one person you cared about!"
"Stop Ethan! Please tell him the truth!" Miranda pleaded. So afraid of this confrontation, Ethan was killing them both. Alec walked straight up to Ethan and punched him so hard across his face. Ethan spit blood. Miranda was going to gag. This was getting out of control.
"I hope she was worth it Ethan because you’re a dead man!" Alec bought his gun up and aimed it at Ethan's head. When Miranda heard the gunshot she fell into unconsciousness leaving the world around her.
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He just killed his only fucking brother! He shot him in the head. Alec turned off his phone and sat on the floor. He had killed his brother. He killed him. Just like that it was over. Ethan's whole existence was over. He looked at Miranda who had passed out. He should kill her too and be done with it! He fucking killed his kid brother.
After what seemed like an hour Alec called Carlos's men to deal with the body and the evidence. He held Miranda and placed her in the trunk of his car. She was dead to the world, Alec needed to get his thoughts in order. He needed to calm down and sort himself out, and until he was able to do this he needed to get away. Telling Carlos of his plan Alec headed to his cabin in the woods.
Driving for hours Alec heard banging in the back, well she was awake now. She continued to bang and make racket. They were literally in the middle of nowhere and it was pitch black. He was so consumed in his thoughts that he had forgotten she was in the boot. He stopped the car and she ceased making noise. Opening the boot Miranda screamed at the top of her lungs.
She hit wildly at him when he neared her. Continuing to scream and fight the air Miranda was in a state of shock. He finally grabbed her arms and secured them in one of his arms while the other arm was around her head and his hand on her mouth muffling her screams. Lifting her out of the trunk and placing her down.
The moment he let her go Miranda ran for dear life. She didn't think she just ran. Hearing his footsteps behind her she upped her speed. Not caring that twigs were cutting her legs as she sprinted, dodging the trees and running further and further into the unknown wilderness. The rush of adrenalin surged through her body helping her flee. She was smacked down hard by Alec's body.
They tumbled on the dirty ground. Miranda fought like a wild cat, scratching and kicking at him. She tried to knee him but his weight and strength were far too strong for her. He knocked her hard across her head. This took the entire fight out of her. Miranda went limp. Alec grabbed her arm and roughly pulled her up. "You have more kid? Come on where's the fight? Where's your spunk gone?" He grabbed her cheeks squeezing her face with force. "You’re going to fucking pay for your insolence! You are going to fucking wish I'd left you here to die. By the time I'm through with you, you will be wishing for death!" He dragged her to the car. He rummaged through the trunk while keeping his grip on her arms. Taking out some rope he secured her arms tightly. He grabbed some masking tape and covered her mouth. Pulling her into the passenger’s seat he secured her legs with the rope.
Finally completing his task, Alec made his way to the driver’s seat. He sat for a while before starting the car. Alec looked over at her and shook his head. "Couldn't be obedient could you?" He moved close to her and attached her seat belt. "Miranda, Miranda, Miranda!" He chanted shaking his head.
Alec looked at the girl all tied up looking gorgeous as hell. Her hair was messy her lips were swollen which made her have that pouting appearances he adored. He got a fucking hard on looking at her restrained. Sick fuck that he was wanted to fuck her now! All in good time Alec...
Miranda's body ached all over. This was it she knew he was going to kill her. He was so unstable, he seemed so reasonable at the conference but this side to him was ruthless. Now she fully understood why he was feared. This man didn't take shit! He was a force to be reckoned with and unfortunately for Miranda she was in his path.
They drove for hours, at this point Miranda was freezing, her clothes were muddy as were his from their earlier rumble. Miranda noticed the scratch on his face that she had given him and she gloated a little inside. However Miranda wasn't a complete idiot she knew she was going to pay for her rebellion, wasn't a smart move Miranda, where were you running to anyway? Think you dumbass where could you go?
Alec noticed the girl becoming agitated, they had been driving for hours and they were almost at the cabin. She kept moving to get comfortable and if he wasn't mistaken the firecracker was giving him are you serious look. "Not comfy?" He mocked. To his surprise and amusement she actually rolled her eyes and turned away from him.
Finally reaching their destination Alec pulled into a long and dark driveway. He kept driving further along until he reached a gate. He physically got out of the car to unlock and open the gate. Miranda could see a cabin ahead surrounded by greenery. It was a wooden cabin that looked like it came out of the story of goldilocks and the three bears. Returning to the car Alec drove in towards the cabin, but not before he secured the gate. So this would be her new nightmare.
Once inside the freezing loft Alec turned on the light. Thank god there's electricity. He had carried her in as her legs were tied. Alec roughly placed her on the wooden table. Watching him organize the cabin Miranda thought of romance. What if this was their honeymoon and he was normal? Yeah what if? Never gonna come true Miranda, get your head out of the clouds and try on focusing on your survival not a fairy tale with a fucking murderer. Fuck he killed Ethan! He killed his own brother, what chance did she have? Miranda knew she was doomed.
Alec was gathering some chopped wood and placing them in the cabins fire place. It took him ten minutes to get the fire going. He looked around the place feeling a touch of nostalgia, recalling their trips to the woods when they were kids. His mother loved the wilderness. Alec and Ethan would have to chop wood and Ethan would always find an excuse why he couldn't do it. James was always disappointed with Ethan claiming he was naught but a mummy's boy. Alec took on the role of the first born son and did most of the tasks and chores growing up.
Alec worked from the age of fourteen, although Ethan was only three years his junior, Ethan never really worked. Always too good to do hard labor. Alec started working for a mechanic he then moved up in the world and worked as a brick layer. By the time he was twenty Alec had worked more jobs than he could remember. His mother was dying from cancer and he needed to support the family and her treatments. Life was cruel. Ethan escaped the last few years of their mother’s life going to Ireland to stay with his uncle. James never forgave him for that. They needed him and he fled, leaving only Alec and James to deal with his mother’s death and organizing the funeral.
That's when James and Alec decided on opening up a club in London. They were going to try their luck and sure enough it paid off. Years of hard work practically building the club with their own hands and coaxing executives and high spenders into buying shares. Ethan the fuck wanted to come in and sabotage it all because he wanted in. Alec knew he would try and do away with James in order to get James's half. That was one of the reasons why Alec advised James to sign his share over to Ethan. Hoping he would be appeased and leave them the fuck alone. Ethan was a leech always sucking any goodness from anything he could to gain their vitality and leave them to rot.
Finally happy with the fire Alec moved to the task of the bed. The cabin was quite luxurious the king size bed was a few steps up and further inside the room. It was against a wall that faced the fire place. The whole cabin was split leveled, small kitchenette on the left when you walk in. Then you go up a few steps to the fire place and lounge area and a few more steps to the bed and the ensuite. It was cozy and was meant for lovers.
Miranda watched Alec strip the bed. He threw new sheets on the bed. Once his task complete he returned to Miranda and undid the knots on her legs and untied her arms. He then roughly pulled the masking tape off her mouth. Ouch that smarts! Miranda rubbed her hands, her wrists were red scathed from the rope.
"I need to use the toilet," she whispered. He pointed her to the bathroom. Grateful for the privacy Miranda finished from the toilet then looked at herself in the mirror. Washing her hands and face Miranda tried to tame her hair. She had mud all over herself and it was dry and started to cake on her hair and temple. Ouch she could feel the start of a bump near her temple where he had knocked her out.
Walking out of the fancy bathroom Miranda waited not knowing what to do. "Change the sheets" he ordered her without so much as looking at her. Actually happy to be doing something Miranda saw to her task. Once finished she was really hungry and very cold. "May I have a shower please?" Fuck it she was way too uncomfortable.
Alec approached her. The little vixen was actually asking for things. "Do you deserve a fucking shower? I should let you stay in your filth." Miranda looked at him contemplating what to say. He could see her mind working. She was holding her tongue. "You have ten minute"
Hurrying into the shower Miranda indulged in the heat. There were bottles of shampoo and conditioner unopened. Along with body soaps, scrubs and new loafers. Was he expecting to come here? Towels were in the linen closet, which looked like it was embedded in the wall. The whole cabin was exotic.
As the hot water hit Miranda she indulged in the warm pleasure, never wanted this shower to end. Finally feeling a little more human Miranda left the shower donned in only a towel around her body and a towel wrapped around her hair. Great now how not to be completely nude in front of the crazed maniac.
The aroma of food teased her senses. Alec was seated on the table by the kitchen eating. It smelt glorious. Miranda stood awkwardly waiting to see what he expected from her. Totally ignoring her as he continued to eat. Miranda was starved she wanted to eat badly. The food was steaming from his plate. "You’re going to starve me to death is that it?" She asked not knowing where this new found confidence came from.
Alec looked up and grinned. She fucking looked sexy as hell. Eating away he didn't react to her.
"I'm hungry," she tried again. Still he ignored her. "May I please have some food?" Again he looked up.
"Of course you can." He watched the wide eyed beauty look at him doubting his calmness. Slowly making her way to the table Miranda sat opposite him. "Did I tell you to sit?" Miranda was really confused. She looked up at him and stood up. He called her over with his index finger. Watching her reluctantly walk towards him he graced her with a smile. She was biting the inside of her mouth and he was fucking turned on.
"On your knees." He pointed to floor beside him. Fuck this was how it was going to be. Miranda wanted to throw the steaming plate of food in his face. However she obediently did as he ordered.
"Where do your hands go?" Fucking jerk!
"Behind my back sir." I hate you! She wanted to yell.
"Good girl. Now where do you belong?" Did he really expect her to answer? What choice did she have really? Fight him? She knew how that would play out. Looking up and noticing as he raised an eyebrow in anticipation of her answer.
"By your feet sir." Choose your battles Miranda! Let this lunatic have his fun.
"Very good." Bringing a mouthful of food to her mouth Miranda allowed him to feed her. She was beyond humiliated. How dare he degrade her to this level!
But the food was delicious. Minestrone soup although it came from a can, it warmed her insides. The taste was amazing. Opening her mouth and being fed by him was worth the embarrassment because she was eating. Finally satisfied her stomach was full, Miranda didn't open her mouth to the next spoonful.
"No more?" He asked.
"I'm full thank you," she replied politely. Alec watched her as he ate. He left her there until he finished his dinner at a leisurely pace. She looked so uncomfortable and fuck if she didn't look angry. The little hothead was not in a position to look angry, she should be trembling with fear not looking like she wanted to kill him. He held back a smile.
"On your feet," he clicked his fingers at her, pissing Miranda off. Treating her like a fucking dog? Really? Still she obeyed. He grabbed her arm and pulled her to the bed. He threw his pajama shirt at her. Quickly she put it on and she buttoned it. He opened the side table near the bed and took out fucking hand cuffs. Would this nightmare not end? He secured her wrist and attached the other cuff to the bed post. Miranda looked disbelievingly at him.
"Where am I going to go? Seriously dude I'm in the middle of the fucking hunger games where can I possibly go?" Miranda hold your fucking tongue! What was up with her? He gave her that lopsided grin.
"Let's just say I like you being restrained." With that he turned and headed for the shower. Great!
Miranda sat on the bed freezing her ass off. She threw the cover over herself while her hand was still hanging on the bedpost. Feeling herself warm up, Miranda fell asleep.
Alec walked out of the bathroom surprised to see Miranda asleep. Only her eyes were in view as she was snuggled up with the blankets around her. Her arm was hanging on the by the cuffs. He wore only pajama pants and did feel the cold. He undid the cuff that was on the bed and cuffed it to himself as he went in after her. Wrapping his cuffed arm around her and pulling her to spoon his body Alec allowed the world of slumber to take over.
Miranda couldn't remember the last time she felt so protected. She wriggled her butt to gain more warmth, when she heard a groan she froze. Eyes fully open now Miranda recalled where she was. Trying to move away from him without Alec noticing was laughable.
"Stop fucking moving!" Miranda felt her face heat up. Quickly using her free hand to bring down her shirt so her nude ass wasn't touching him. "Miranda stop fucking moving or I swear to god ill bend you over and fuck you!" He grabbed the key from the table and unlocked the hand cuffs.
He watched her stretch her arms trying to work her muscles. Sitting up she looked a sight. Her hair was all disheveled and her eyes were golden. She gave an unladylike yawn and put her hands in her lap. Alec was having a hard time working out what to do with her. He knew she deserved to fucking die. He killed Ethan and was meant to do away with her, but he wasn't quite ready to let her go just yet.
Miranda made her way out of the bed and to the toilet. Alec thought he heard her mumble something along the lines of 'I've gotta pee' he was truly at a loss. He wouldn't allow himself to care for her. She needed to be punished. For fucks sake she fucked his brother. His now dead brother.
Finishing off from the toilet Miranda opened a new toothbrush and toothpaste and brushed her teeth vigorously. Washing her face and trying to tame her hair she returned to her captor. She noticed Alec sitting on the lounge by the fire place. Miranda needed a caffeine fix. Not asking Mr. I'm your king, she made her way to the kitchen filled up the kettle and fixed herself a strong cup of coffee. She held the mug and sat beside him on the sofa.
Okay he was entertained to say the least. She looked up at him and offered her coffee. He smirked and took it from her. Drinking a little then returning it to her. Alec watched her continue to drink her coffee. She was sitting close to him. "You okay there kid?" She looked a little guilty,
"It’s really cold." Alec wanted to throw his head back and laugh. She gave him a You so suck look. "Don't worry about it I'll warm myself up." She sulked. As she was getting up he grabbed her, pulling her closer to his body, he put his arm around her.
Alec's bare chest radiated heat and she could feel her body absorb it.
He shook his head to himself. Miranda continued to surprise him. He had showed her nothing but pain. He continued to humiliate her, hurt her and punish her. Yet she was holding her head up defying him by not defying him. "You hungry?" He asked.
"Depends on what's on the menu."
"Don't be cute."
"It's a gift," she looked up at him with the bitchiest expression he had ever seen. Alec noticed her dimple and wanted to kiss her.
"Well cute it's time for you to get to work." If she thought that life was going to be fun and games boy was she sadly mistaken, he had murdered his own brother, all because of her, he was getting pissed at himself that his first instinct was to warm her, it should be to kill her, she fucked his goddamn brother.