Ezra's POV

Ya I'm back in his office, I'm also tied to a chair. He's also sharpening a knife. I'm also starving.

He places the knife on my neck. "You just never learn do you?" He spits out. "I've never stabbed you're men before." I say tilting my head.

"What did I say last night." He asks approaching me. "Literally speaking, you said not to disrespect you're brothers. You never said you're men." I shrug. "I didn't think I had to say not to stab my men." He says.

"Maybe you should be more specific next time." I roll my eyes.

"How's this for specific." He says. "You will not disrespect anyone in this house, you will not cause anymore fights. You will follow orders, someone tells you to do something you will do it." His knife goes all the way up my leg cutting my skin.

'You will follow orders, someone tells you to do something you will do it' does he think I'm a maid or some shit. I'm not following orders.

"I'm not a fucking maid." I glare at him. "I could always dress you like one." He smirks.

I roll my eyes. "Anything's else?"

"You're mine, no one else's." He whispers in my ear. "No one will touch you like I will touch you, no one will look at you anyway. Because princess you are mine and only mine." He says. "Excuse me." I glare at him. "I'm no ones."

I haven't even known him for a month and he think he has some claim over be. We aren't werewolves for fucks sake.

"That's where you're wrong." He chuckles lowly. "If I have to carve my name on you're body for the whole world to see." He pauses. "I will."

My mouth slightly opens with shock. Did he really just say that.

"Do you understand, princess." He asks grazing his lips down my jaw. "No." I glare at him.

I feel him smirk against my skin. He pecks my lips, than place a soft kiss on the column of my throat. He places another kiss on the side of my neck.

"Than I'll show you." He whispers as he starts sucking and kissing my neck. I throw my head back slightly.

I feel my heart beating rapidly as I feel one of his hands go under my shirt and grip my side.

What the fuck is happening right now? Why am I liking this? Better question why is he doing this?

He uses his knife and cuts me out of the ropes as he pulls away from my neck.

He pulls me up out of the seat and pushes me in front of the mirror. I see a shit ton of hickeys on my neck.

"What exactly did you show me?" I ask. "That you're able to leave hickeys on my neck, like any other person." I continue.

He stands in front of me and grips my waist tightly. "I'm not yours." I say out of breath. That's embarrassing.

He grips my neck for the 100th time.

He pushes me across the room. He than picks me up and lays me on his desk and attacks my lips.

He kisses me aggressively, my hands run through his hair pulling him closer to me.

"I knew I had some sort of effect on you, but I didn't realize how much I do." He says against my lips. "You don't have an effect on me." I spit out.

He pulls away from my lips. I look at my hands, they're holding the sides of his neck, my legs are wrapped around his waist.

Wait when the hell did he start taking my shorts off, they're by my knees.

I look up at him. I want him to kiss me again.

He throws the knife up in the air and catches the sharp side.

"You're mouth says one thing, but you're body says another." He says as he shoves the knife handle in me.

There's a knife handle in me. There's. A. Knife. Handle. In. Me. The hell has my life come too.

No warm up or anything, he just fucking shoved it in...

"I hate you." I breath out as he move the knife in and out of me faster.

"How much do you hate me princess?" He asks as he uses his other hand to rub my core. "I hate you so much, that I want you fucking dead." I say completely out of breath.

"I want to take that knife that's inside of me and stab you in the heart."

He raises his eyebrows and smirks as he moves the knife faster and harder.

I grip his chin and smash my lips on his.

I moan as he slides his slide in my mouth. I run my hands through his hair as he continues moving the knife in and out of me.

He pulls the knife out of me, he pulls away from me lips and looks at me.

"Still want you dead." I breath out. "I'm sure of it princess." He kisses my forehead.

I get up off his desk and out my pants back on. I cover my neck with my long dark brown hair and start to walk out of his office.

"Ah ah ah." Luca says coming from behind me.

"I want everyone to see you're mine." He smirks as he tucks my hair behind my ears showing off my neck thats covered in hickeys.

"I'm not going out there looking like this." I say. "You are." He responds pushing me out the door.

This is just embarrassing.

I get out of his grasp and run to my room.

I get in my room and slam the door.

What the hell just happened. I just got fucked but a fucking knife.

I hear a knock on my door.

"Who is it." I ask. "Aurora." She answers. "Hold on." I say.

I put on a hoodie, cover my neck with my hair than put the hood on. I would put makeup on but I don't have any.

I open my door. "Heyyy Aurora wasn't expecting you on this fine evening." I smile. "That's probably because it's the morning." She raises her eyebrows. "Right." I nod.

"Ok well anyways, I got you five dresses because were having a dinner with the Russians to attempt to create an alliance with them." She says handing me the dresses.

"And I have to go because I started it in the first place." I sigh. "That is correct." She responds.

"Also do you need makeup honey." She smirks.

I look at her confused than my eyes grow wide.

"You're not doing a good job of covering you're hickeys." She laughs. "Ya uh I need make up." I say.

"Ok I'll be right back." She says.

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