(I'm so glad to see the story is still being enjoyed, thanks so much to everyone for the nice comments. In reference to wanting longer chapters, I hope you enjoy the length of this chapter and all upcoming chapters. Enjoy the drama.)
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Camilla escorted me out of the building and asked if I was returning to the castle.
"I think I'll go home."
"Are you sure? Nevia should be gone by now....or you could always knock her down a few more pegs."
I smiled.
"No I'll just go home, why don't you go up and tell Zeos where I live."
Camilla was hesitant to leave me alone.
"I'll be fine, I'll even wait right here for you to get back."
She sighed.
"Very well Lady Cass, I'll be just a moment."
She walked back in and I leaned against the wall and checked my phone for messages by the time I noticed a sweet smell in the air the world was already going black.
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"Cassie, hey Cassie wake up."
I groaned, deep down I knew that voice but the heavy cloud of sleep was interfering with the way it sounded.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to use so much I'll get you some water."
The blob of color left my line of vision, I blinked repeatedly and tried to stretch only to find that I couldn't. I tried to pull my arms toward me but they were held back. As my mind cleared more I registered that I was tied to a bed. I started to panic, then my captor came back into the room. My gaze narrowed.
"What the fuck is this Patrick? Are you out of your mind?"
He smiled.
"You said you wanted me to be creative when I wanted to see you."
"Yeah, when we were dating, let me go!"
He ignored me and poured the room temperature water down my throat, I coughed and he set the cup on the bed side table.
"Where....are...we?"
"This is my new apartment, we broke up before you saw it."
"Well, it's very nice, why don't you untie me so you can give me a tour."
He only smiled.
"But I have a better idea."
"What could be better than giving your sweet friend a tour of your place?"
"Being your master of course."
"Excuse me?"
He moved off the bed and grabbed a whip and candle from under it I swallowed nervously.
"Uh sweetie I'm not really into bondage...and S&M type stuff."
"That's the best part, you don't have to be, it will be just like when we were dating."
"I wasn't into that when we were dating either."
"Not the point, it's time to rekindle our love."
He lit the candle and set it down then took a pair of scissors to my clothes, he sighed slightly and ran a hand from my breast to my stomach and down my leg.
"You have such a nice body, I'm actually glad you only stripped for me it makes me really appreciate this night."
My eyes widened, surely he didn't plan to have his way with me.
"Are you drunk? You don't think straight when your drunk, remember when you punched that cop and stole his squad car?"
He laughed.
"Oh yeah, and you stuck up for me in court so I got off with a short sentence and community service...good times good good times."
I sighed and glanced around.
"Where's my purse and my phone?"
"Both are in the kitchen on the counter where you left them, don't you remember?"
I cursed, I could still smell what had to be the chloroform he used so I couldn't tell from scent how drunk he was, he was an odd drunk. Sometimes he was unpredictable and sometimes he was just stupid, I could see this was one of those unpredictable times. I heard my phone ring.
"Pat, why don't you be a dear and get my phone for me?"
"Do I have to?"
I frowned at the child like tone.
"Yes you have to, whats wrong with you?"
"I don't know, you're the one who dumped me I always thought you were perfect."
I watched him closely, it was clear booze wasn't the only thing he'd had, Patrick wasn't an asshole generally but he also wasn't 'the nice guy' if he was calling me perfect in any way then something else was in his system. I felt the panic rising even faster in my chest.
"Pat please go get my phone."
He sighed and got up when he grabbed it he answered it in front of me.
"Hello?"
"...Who is this?"
"This is Patrick, who the hell are you?"
"My name is Camilla, where is Miss. Cass?"
"My Cass doesn't know any Camilla, is this a prank?"
I struggled against my binds.
"Camilla help! Come find me, follow the scent of chloroform!"
"Miss. Cass? What have you done to her?! She better..."
He hung up and threw my phone out the window, then glared at me I pouted.
"Hey look at this...you always liked my pout didn't you?"
He blew out the candle.
"Of course, but it was cuter when I was the cause of it."
He tipped the candle over and I watched the drops of wax fall.
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A loud bang startled me awake, I winced wondering when I had passed out I looked up and slowly the image of Zeos prepared for battle came into view. He was slamming Patrick into the wall repeatedly. It was a fierce sight, Patrick was pale with fear. It looked like Camilla had just finished untying me she had slipped her trench coat around my shoulders.
"You should know better than to do this to any woman, it's unfortunate that you took the one woman you aren't even good enough to look at."
Though I could understand what he was saying Zeo's voice was feral, as if he was right on the edge of madness. He slammed Patrick against the wall again.
"Any last words?" he snarled.
"Zeos don't kill him!"
His head whipped around so fast I was sure anyone else would have gotten whiplash, Camilla stroked my hair.
"Highness you're awake."
I smiled weakly at her, my body was throbbing but the most important part, my heated center had been left untouched. In fact I could feel that my panties were still in tact.