Playing The Part

Marcus steps forward and begins wrapping the rope around her wrists, her breathing hitched as she bites her lip — his eyes on hers.

"How long has it been?" Marcus's hand strokes along her arm, she shakes her head, confused at him. He shouldn't be doing this; he shakes his own head.

"How long has it been since he pleased you?" Marcus's words make Avalyn think, her mind searching for the last time Cain even kissed her, it was over six months ago. She stands shocked by the realisation she was a fool and didn't notice.

"Over six months ago." Marcus nods, as he continues binding her hands, he needs to make sure it looks real. Avalyn feels herself becoming pulled towards him; she wants him to touch her.

Is she crazy? He kidnapped her, and now she wants to get in his bed? Then she remembers he was the nicest guy she has met in a long time, despite his career choice. He looks up at her, her mouth moving for his as they kiss.

She waits for him to stop her, to tell her no. Marcus, however, doesn't; he keeps going, his kiss becoming more forceful as he rips the old worn t-shirt he had given her, from around her body, his hands feeling along her legs as he does.

His hands are running along her body as she moans. Marcus's hands move lifting her, as her legs wrap around his body, her moans growing, her hands still tied behind her back. Avalyn's mouth kisses down Marcus's neck, as much as he knows this is wrong, he can't stop himself, something about her makes him want to give in. His trousers drop, as he pushes her body against the wall, his cock pushing into her sex.

Avalyn moans as her head falls forward at the feel of something she has missed for months, Marcus's hips thrusting fast and quick, he doesn't have time to enjoy this, Jace will be here any minute. Avalyn's moans are becoming louder, as Marcus's hand clamps around her throat, watching as she orgasms, far too quickly, it is clear Cain has been abandoning her sexual needs. His hips are quickening as he cums himself, the sound of footsteps getting closer.

Marcus quickly steps back, leaving her standing there, flying high from the brief moment of pleasure as he sorts out his clothing before rapidly putting the bag over her head.

"Sorry, next time, I promise." His words quiet as Jace walks in looking at him confused.

"Why the hell aren't her feet tied?" Marcus turns to look at Jace.

"It takes time; you can't rush this." He starts wrapping the rope around her legs, realising when they throw her from the van, she is going to get hurt. She has nothing but a chemise on, but if he gives her clothes, it won't look right. He shakes the images from his mind.

"Marcus, this isn't a play date, fuck all this perfect knotting shit, move it." Marcus nods as he rushes and finishes trying her legs together and they carry her to the van. Avalyn lays quietly as the drive starts and is bumpy.

"Right, are you ready?" Marcus's voice is quiet as she begins to panic; she had not thought this through. What if Cain isn't interested in her uncle's money and he kills her anyway?

"Now Marcus for fuck sake move it." Avalyn hears Jace's voice, the sound of the door opening of the van and someone's hands wrapping around her.

"I'm sorry." The last words Avalyn hears as she feels her body falling to the floor, rolling as she screams, feeling her skin breaking, unable to see anything.

"Avalyn? Avalyn is that you?" She begins screaming louder as the bag is pulled from her head, Cain looking at her as he unties her hands and feet. Trying to pick her up to carry her inside, she begins screaming and kicking him.

"It was you? Was it some sort of sick joke Cain?" She stands, shaking the rain pouring over her.

"Avalyn, I swear it wasn't me. I have been searching for you, all day and night. Please baby come inside." Avalyn looks around her, nodding she begins walking towards the house. She walks in and sees a woman standing in the kitchen. That must be his new partner, the one he has been sleeping with for months.

"Erm, this is. Karen, she's my…" Cain looks around confused; Avalyn smiles in her mind seeing Cain had not thought that through when he brought her into the house.

"His personal assistant, I do the cooking, cleaning and run errands for him here and at work." Avalyn nods, she has to be careful which battles she picks. She has to believe that, this Karen person is that and nothing more the Cain.

"What happened Avalyn? I came home, and you were gone." Karen walks out of the room, and Avalyn breaks down crying, his arms wrapping around her.

"I don't know. I woke up to three men in the bedroom; they tied me up and took me. I had a bag over my head. They kept shouting they fucked up, I don't even know how long I was there, then suddenly they said they were getting rid of me. I thought I was dead; then you were there". She sticks to the story, three instead of two so Cain doesn't suspect Marcus and Jace, her arms trying to cover her body.

"Here." Cain walks out of the room and then back in, handing her the fleece. She moves, wrapping it around her body she slowly stops shaking.

"We need to call the police." She looks at him.

Cain looks at her shocked, shaking his head, he can't afford for that to happen if she does they will trace it back to him.

"No, look, you're home. Go get washed, and I will bring the first aid kit up, you look like you need sleep, a shower and food." Avalyn nods.

"I do, I really do Cain it was awful." She cries as he comforts her, but she tries to remind herself he left her to be killed. Cain looks at her confused over why she was back. Maybe they just didn't have the guts to kill her?