My Commander(5)

"Let me go!"

"No way small fry." A pain filled roar echoed from upstairs.

"Okay, I know I pissed him off, please let me go."

"What did you do?"

"Hit him over the head with the back of the toilet." She whispered.

"Seriously?" Colton began to shake with laughter, never loosening his grip. She twisted and turned in an effort to get away. Loud footsteps had her looking up. Aiden, looking furious stomped down the stairs cursing and rubbing the back of his head. Not stopping, he grabbed her by the arm, swung open the front door and dragged outside.

"What are you doing Aiden?" Colton asked, jogging behind them.

Aiden was taking such large strides he was literally dragging her along. They didn't stop until they came to a car. He opened the back and threw her in. He got in the driver's seat and she began to kick at the back of his head. When her sneaker bounced off for the second time he got out, opened the door and grabbed her again. When she saw where he was about to put her she began crying.

"Please, don't!" He tossed her in the trunk and slammed it shut. Darkness began to close in on all sides.

"Dammit! She's human Aiden, you can't drive around with her in the trunk." She heard Colton yell.

"I'm not going far."

"Where are we going?" The voices were getting further away.

"My parents' house." The two car doors shutting vibrated the frame of the car. Seconds later the engine started and she could feel them moving. Crying softly in fear and frustration she prayed he wouldn't kill her.





CHAPTER TWO





When the car stopped Meryn was exhausted. She had been kicking the roof of the trunk the entire trip. She heard the doors open and shut, then male laughter.

"You're going to have to get that hammered out." She heard Colton say.

"Goddamn woman!" The trunk flew open and she scowled up at the men. Their bodies were black silhouettes blocking out the brightness of the sun. His hands pulled her from the trunk and half dragged, half carried her up the path to a very expensive looking mansion. The front door opened and a man in butler attire, without batting an eye, stepped aside for Aiden to enter.

"Shall I inform your parents of your arrival sir?" Meryn stared, he was the quintessential butler. Perfectly combed grey hair. Clean shaven. Crisp collar and well knotted tie. She looked down. Yup. Even his shoes were polished to a glossy black.

"Is your name Alfred?" She asked, unable to help herself. He winked at her, his eyes kind.

"My name is Marius Steward, and you are?" He asked, eyeing Aiden who held her upper arm nearly over her head, which had her lurching around on tiptoe.

"My name is Meryn Evans, I've been kidnapped by this crazy asshole, who wants me to join his cult, have his babies and wear my skin. Can you call the police please?" Bushy grey eyebrows shot up, though his facial expression never changed. Aiden snarled down at her.

"He what?" A female voice demanded. Meryn looked up the grand staircase as the most elegant couple she had ever seen descended towards them. The woman wore her honey blonde hair up in a Victorian style bun. Her light brown eyes flashed as she moved forward. Her lavender dress was layers of lace and satin, cinched around a tiny waist. The man at her side wore a dark suit and cravat. They looked like they had just walked out of a scene from Pride and Prejudice. Meryn couldn't help the tiny sigh of envy. Never in a million years could she look like that.

"Aiden what have you told this poor child? And let go of her arm, you'll pull it out of the socket like that." The woman admonished. Aiden immediately released her arm. Meryn eyed the woman with new respect, if she had Aiden hopping to, then maybe she could help her get out of here.

"She is a menace! She gave Colton a bloody lip, threw a lamp at me, knocked me unconscious with the back of my toilet, kicked me in the back of the head... twice and dented the roof of my trunk!" Meryn noticed that he roared the last grievance, trust a man to be more worried about his car than his possible concussion.

"And how did she dent the roof of your trunk?" Meryn heard the edge to the woman's voice and answered quickly hoping to garner sympathy for her situation.

"He threw me in the trunk of his car. I was kicking it from the inside trying to escape." She sniffed dramatically and glared at Aiden. She noticed that he had suddenly paled.

"Oh, son." The handsome older man covered his face with his hand and the woman stared at them in shock.

"You locked her in the trunk?!"

"She was kicking me." Aiden protested.

"She is human and half your size!"

"You don't understand, she is a terrorist!"