Captured by him

Chapter 28

- Annalise POV -

Laying under the covers, I watched the darkness outside, wishing I was there. I hadn't followed Mason's instructions of 'no pyjamas' because I was still upset with him but also because I was really cold. I also didn't particularly feel like just sleeping in some skimpy lingerie just for Mason to get the wrong idea. It might cause trouble but it seemed that that was all I was good at doing these days.

The door handle rattled, followed by the creek of the door opening. It clicked shut and I heard a twist of what I could only assume was the lock. Then the bed dipped. The fear running through my body at that moment was indescribable. The devil was hovering over me like a hawk, waiting for me to slip up.

I kept my eyes closed and tried my best to slow my breathing, making it appear like I was asleep. The immense tension that coursed through my veins made it near impossible to seem relaxed or at least in a somewhat unconscious state. Mason always seemed to know when I was awake, it was like he could sense it, but tonight he couldn't. He obviously thought I was asleep because he left a lingering kiss on my cheek and proceeded to make his way off the bed again.

The room lit up as he turned the bathroom light on. Slowly moving the hand that rested by my side up to my cheek, I rubbed off the resonance of his lips. His breath stunk of alcohol. He must have been drinking from the time I got up here until now. How long had I been laying here?

I heard him brush his teeth and then the light turned off again. The cold air touched my skin as he lifted the covers and came over to me. His body came behind me and then moved away again. The covers were abruptly pulled back. I continued to clamp my eyes shut. He wasn't content with my choice to disobey his orders. He rolled me from my side to my back as he positioned himself to the side of me.

I felt his hands travel up my legs, stopping at my hips. His hands roamed around my waistband, ready to pull my pants off. Although I tried, I couldn't pretend I was asleep any longer. I knew if I looked like I had been awake the whole time it would be worse, so I would have to appear to be just waking now. I began to slowly move and stretched my arms out over my head, lazily opening my eyes.

Mason had stopped moving and now was watching my 'awakening'. Our eyes met and I could tell instantly that he was drunk.

"Mason? What are you doing?" I said, trying to pull myself back up the bed.

He pressed my hips to the bed with his hands and climbed on top of me.

"Helping you obey my orders." He said reaching for the bottom of my shirt.

"What orders?" I innocently said, moving my hands to stop his from moving any higher.

"You know which orders, Annalise." He growled.

"You didn't tell me to do anything."

"Don't play dumb, baby. I know that you heard me. I was going to let you stay in underwear..." he paused.

I closed my eyes, hoping not to hear what I knew was coming.

"But, seeing as you disobeyed me, that doesn't seem to be an option anymore does it?"

There it was. The words I dreaded.

His hands made quick work of ripping my shirt off of my body. My hands flew to my chest, in an attempt to cover myself, but Mason preempted my moves. He caught my hands in his, pushing them beside my head. I squirmed underneath him, only for him to chuckle.

"Mason! Please..." I cried

"Please what, baby?"

"Please stop. Please."