Marquis pov

I watched Nyla as she slept. To ensure no one sneaks in at night and to also ensure she doesn't try anything. Seeing her sleep made me look at her in a way I never thought of. Her body language is something totally different from anyone else I had seen, I never got bored of watching. I wasn't tired one bit.

Even though I punished her last night, I'm not done with her yet. She will be begging for mercy the next time it comes.

I watched her until about 7:45am. Until I had to go because I had some business to handle. I drove to the office where my men were waiting for me. At this point the word has spread about Don coming here to finish business, but in my eyes the business we had was already finished. "So this time are we gone kill the nigga?" One of my men said. "That's depends if he actually comes. I'm not finna just go off of some he say she say shit and follow some sht blindly. So if he comes let me handle that nigga. Y'all ain't gotta worry about him." I replied. After that me n my men stayed a little while and chopped it up, then they left to go make money and shit. During the time we chopped it up we realized we ain't kick it in a while so we decided to hit the club I owned to t up tonight. I haven't been there inna min either, gotta see how business is going yk?

I left the office around 10am. I wanted to go home to see what Nyla was up to. As I came in the house the maids told me she never came down to eat. Which means she was probably still sleeping. "She finna come down inna min hold on" I told them. I went upstairs and as predicted she was still in the bed but she wasn't sleep. "Why you not up yet?" I asked. "My body hurts. It's hard to move" she replied. "Stop acting like you can't walk. Get up and walk in circles, you have the maids waiting for you downstairs." I said. "But it hurts I-I can't" she replied. "If you don't get up now ima fuck you up again." I said. She got up quickly and limped passed me to the elevator and went downstairs.

Nyla POV

At the table I sat quietly eating my food. I had a lot on my mind and I was very emotional, I honestly don't know what to do. Even though I don't like Marquis he is just like Don. Even if I pick either or my fate will still be the same...I wished I could've believed Marquis when he said he wasn't here to hurt me but I just don't have anything in me to trust or believe another person again. "Why are you mean to me now...is it because I lied to you" I lowly asked Marquis. "I warned you and I gave you a chance to tell the truth to me. You will no longer get the nice me anytime soon, you will have to earn that back" he replied. I just said ok and continued to try to eat. It was very hard swallowing, because when you want to cry it feels like you have a lump in your throat. Marquis waited for me to finish and when I did he said that he said wasn't going to be home tonight because he has something to do. "Where are you going?" I asked. "To check on one of my clubs" he replied. "Oh" I said. "You're not going, don't even ask. I can't even trust you right now" he replied. "I wasn't, I just was wondering" I said lowly.

Everytime I'm around Marquis now the tone of my voice changes and I keep my head slightly down. I don't like to look up at him because it makes me think about what he did to me. Gives me really bad flashbacks. I also do this to prevent him from getting a getting a temper just in case I look at him wrong or do anything wrong. "Can I go upst-" I tried to say until he interrupted me. "Don't speak over me when I'm talking. I'm not done talking to you that's rude" he said. I wasn't talking over him he wasn't saying anything... "sorry I thought you were done talking." I replied. "I'll be back early tmr around 5 or 6, be up and ready because we got sumn to do. Ight?" He said. "I will" I replied. "Now what we're you saying?" He said. I was scared to ask again, he may find it strange that I want to get away from him so quickly. "Can I go back u-upstairs since I'm done eating..." I replied. "Yea cmon" he said.

When we got upstairs I looked in the drawers in the closet to see if there were any pain pills. Like Tylenol or ibuprofen. But there wasn't any, I was still in pain but it isn't hurting as much as last night when I was trying to sleep. "Whachu looking for" Marquis asked. I jumped a little because he came out of nowhere, I thought he was on the game or watching tv or something. "I was looking for Tylenol, or any pain pills.." I said. "Ima drug dealer not one pill is in this house baby...why you need it." He replied. He asked that like he has no recollection of what he did last night. "My body hurts" I said. "What part" he asked walking up to me. Not only do I not like him close, but I don't like being in this closet with him..alone. "My back and legs mostly, it's ok if there isn't any painkillers I'll just sleep it off" I said trying to walk out the closet. "Cmere let me see" he said. I turned back around and walked back up to him. I moved my hair to the side and let him raised up my shirt to see my back. In various spots he touched and asked "does that hurt?" I said yes in about 5 different spots.

He's trying to act like he cares for some sadistic reason. In one spot he applied more pressure than the others which caused me to move and hiss a little. But he told me to stay still. And I did. "It's ok really I can just sleep it off" I told him again. "Let this be a reminder to start fucking listening to me. You not getting no pain pills. Take yo ass on." He said putting my shirt down and going back to watch tv. "Ok" I said lowly. I crawled in bed and didn't get back up for the rest of the day, I felt uncomfortable and I was in pain. I was also scared that I might annoy him. As I laid there I silently cried because of the thought of me being vulnerable enough so he could do whatever he wants to me without anyone knowing is scary. I even acted like I was asleep when he had got ready to go to the club because I really wanted to not be around him. When he was done getting ready he knew I wasn't really sleeping. "You're not sleeping stop it. I'm bouta go, if my men tell me you came out this room anytime I'm gone I promise you will be here tmr in a pool a blood instead of out with me." He said. "Ok I won't leave the room, I'll stay up in here." I replied. I don't know what's gotten into him. What did I do that was so wrong that makes him want to inflict such a degree of pain on me? Hearing what he said made be shake. The whole entire night I didn't even move off of the bed, let alone move at all.

Marquis POV

At the club I looked out at everyone through my office window upstairs. It was full of people, there were still people in line waiting to get in. At the V.I.P booth on the other side of the room we're my men waiting for me to have some fun with them, but right now I'm occupied by one of my hoes relieving some stress. She was down on her knees being a nut mouth. When she was done her hair and makeup was fucked up and she had all nut on the side of her mouth. I handed her a few napkins and told her she was finished. After I got done cleaning my dick off and washing my hands I made my way downstairs to the booth. More bitches were there, hookahs, bottles, etc. since I was the owner they were eager to give me a lap dance to make some money and ensure their job was kept. I gave them a stack and told them to leave me the fuck alone, I hate pitiful and annoying women. It's a bad look for my club.

Me and my men were kicking it. Getting high, taking shots, and rolling dice. That is until I was told there was commotion out front. I went out there to see some people arguing over a spilled drink. "Yo, fuck that drink. Get yal bitch ass from around here g before yal get it hot ova hea" I told them. One dumb ass nigga wanted to be bold and say sun slick shit. But the others knew who I was so they left. I laughed at the man who was being bold. "I like you man come back in" I said lying to him. When he turned to go back in I told my men to take him to the back. Every time I'm here I get a itch to kill.

After a while I went to the back to find him on the ground beaten up. Walking up to him I said "you know who club this is nigga?" He said yes, saying it was mine. "So why the fuck would you try to embarrass me in-front of my customers when you know how I get down." I replied. "I-I apologize I had to much to drink and I wasn't thinking st-straight" he said. "I'll be sure to send your family my condolences for what's about to happen to you" I replied. grabbing the machete, Before he could even react I slitted his throat causing him to start gushing out blood in the neck. Blood was everywhere including me. When I got done chopping him up I told my men to clean it up and dispose of the body. I took a different route in my club that brought me straight back to my office where I showered in the bathroom and changed clothes. Walking out covered in blood isn't a good look, and it would scare people.

I looked at my watch and seen it was around 4:30, I've been here long enough and I wanted to go back home. I need at least 2 hours of sleep. I'm running off no sleep since yesterday. I called my guards at home while driving in the car to see how Nyla do. "She did good sir. Not a peep was heard" he replied. "Good good, I'm on my way you're free to go" I said. When I arrived home Nyla was in the bed but she wasn't sleep. I got changed into something comfortable to sleep in and laid down. When I laid down I pulled her towards me. "I stayed in here like you said. I didn't get out of bed I listened this time" Nyla said.

Nyla POV

Something didn't feel right touching him. It wasn't like all the other times where I just felt uncomfortable, it was something about him that changed before he left that I couldn't put my finger on. I told him that I stayed in the room and listened this time. "Ion feel like talking, go to sleep." He said sternly. I had difficulty falling asleep but I had no problem not talking. I really want him to go back to being nice now, I should've just told the truth. I can't even speak without with being scared of the outcome.

Later

At the breakfast table I wanted to ask what we were doing today, but last night he seemed annoyed coming back from the club. But I really wanted to know. I politely asked "Can I sp-" "Quiet" he said cutting me off. I went back to eating. Even though it took me a while to finish I ate it all up again today. "Would you like some orange juice ma'am?" One of the maids asked. "Yes please" I replied considering I was a little parched. "Go upstairs" Marquis said looking at me. "oh I'm sorry I forgot, s-she asked me a question." I said trying to find the maid but she had left the room already. Marquis got really angry that I continued to speak, I had to tell him that it was a mistake and I forgot. He dragged me in the other room by my neck really aggressively. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'll be quiet now! I'll be quiet now!" I pleaded. In the room I immediately got on m knees and continued to plead asking for forgiveness. At this point I was hyperventilating, shaking, and crying all at once. "I forgot you said be quiet I'll remember next t-" Marquis did something he said he wouldn't do. He hit me. Right in the soft spot which made my nose bleed. "Please please please please" I said over and over again eyes full of tears with my hands up in the air trying to block his next punch. "Put yo fucking hand down before I fuck you up" he said. I immediately put my hands down. "The fuck I just said to yo dumb ass at the table?" He asked. "You said to be quiet" I said shaking and crying. "So why was you still talking?" He replied. "I forgot, the maid was asking me something I didn't wanna be rude, please forgive me I'm sorry." I said. "Ion give a fuck who said something to you, when I say shut up you shut the fuck up." He replied. "Ok It won't happen again." I said. When he moved his hand I flinched a little and slightly put my hands up. "It was a accident sorry" I said quickly after realizing what I did. "You steady saying sorry but keep doing the opposite of what I say do" he replied.

He smacked me on the side of my head really hard making me fall over when I was sitting on my knees. "What would you like me to say" I said. "Don't say shit shut the fuck up!" He yelled. I sat there holding the side of my head looking up at him in fear. I don't know what's wrong with him today, I didn't do anything wrong he's scaring me. "Fuck is you crying for? Ian give you shit to cry about yet" he said. I wiped my face and stopped crying. "Go upstairs" he said. I ran out he room and went up the steps than to the elevator. In the elevator I looked in the mirror, he only hit me twice. So on the bright side I look better than what Don would've did. I only had a busted nose and a little bruise on the side of my eye. I went to the bathroom to wash my face off and stop my runny nose.

I wanted to go hide and cry in the corner of somewhere, where he wouldn't find me. I try to listen and be good but it's not enough for him, or anyone. I'm just misunderstood, it was honestly a mistake and I don't know why he can't see that. I sat on the bed with my knees to my chest thinking what I should do before it gets worse. Not a second later two body guards came in telling me I have to come with them in the car immediately. Without hesitation I did. Maybe they heard me getting hurt and they want to help. This can be a opportunity. When I went in the car the was Marquis sitting next to me, all the hopes I had for escaping faded quickly. I sat down and looked out the window the whole ride. "By the end of the day your ex will be dead" he abruptly said. I didn't say a thing I just looked over at him ten out the window. "Got something to say" he asked. "No Thank you" I replied.

I really hope Don saves me. I wanna go back home. Something about Marquis isn't right, I mean look at him. From the time I first seen him till now is totally different. The look he gives me let's me know everything about him and his sadistic ways. I promise you if he owned a island and me and him were the only people on there I would be chained up being tortured somewhere just for the fun of it. The only breaks I would probably get would me being forced to pleasure him. I just hope all goes well when ever they meet.

Hours later

We've been driving for some time and I don't know where we are. "Marquis I have to use the bathroom" I said lowly. Which I do. "We're almost there" he replied. I left it at that and waited until we arrived at a hotel. In the room I went straight to the bathroom because I was so close to peeing myself. When I came out the bathroom Marquis told me to come here. When I came back in the room Marquis was looking out the window. The penthouse suite was nice, but I was ready to go home now. Out of curiosity I asked where we were going. "You don't need to know allet you good" I just said ok and left it at that. I don't want him to lose his temper again. I just sat in the bed most of the time we were there because there was nothing else to do.

After a while it got dark and it was time to leave again. Inside I was excited to see Don. We pulled into a empty parking lot with just one car. It was Dons car. I wanted to jump out and run toward him so bad but I played it safe. "Stay here" Marquis said. He got out and so did Don. My heart was racing. Not one time did I blink, after a while Marquis motioned me out the car. "DON!" I shouted. "Come here" Don said. I looked over at Marquis and back at Don. "I don't think he'll let me" I replied with tears in my eyes. "He not gone do nun, I gotchu" he replied. I smiled and took one step. In the blink of an eye a gun was pointed to the side of my head. I stepped back. "Move if you want to" Marquis said. I stayed still for the sake of Don. "I missed you, I thought about you everyday" I told Don. Tears began to run down my face. Don also had his gun pointed at Marquis. "Let her go" he said. "Are you sure she still yo bitch?" Marquis replied. "Positive" don said.

"Don't seem like it to me, not too long ago I had her ass bent over the counter. She was begging for it...did I also tell you that nigga Jayce got her beat up? She got in trouble this morning too but we not gone get into that" Marquis said. "Nigga you what?" Don said. "You heard me nigga. Matter fact let's ask Nyla how she liked it" Marquis said. "I didn't want to do it, he made me" I said. "What he do to you after he found out about jayce" Don replied. "He hit me on my back and legs...with a whip...I wanna come home now I'm scared" I replied. "Yo home is with me g...and you know that. Get the fuck back in the car" Marquis said.

As I slowly turned to get in the car a shot fired and my heart dropped. I turned back around to see what had happened in-front of me...I couldn't believe it * * * * * * * * * * * That's a wrap for chapter 17, sorry for the late publish but I had to hurry and finish it. Who do yal think has been shot?🥸 thanks for all the love and support ❤️🫵🏾