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Evie hit the ground with a thud, lifting her hand to her mouth and it coming away red. She barely had a chance to get her hands up to defend herself before she was backhanded again, hard enough that it made her head spin a little and her vision blur.
“James…please! I…I’m sorry!”
“Shut up. Have you forgotten how this works, little girl? I tell you what to do, and you do it. Perhaps a reminder is in order, hm?”
“No…please…I…I know how it…it works. Please, James. Please…NO!”
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The only thing that Evie found was worse than working the streets was having to work one of the most powerful businessmen in the city. At least when she was on the streets, she and the other girls looked out for each other and here she didn’t have that. The 22 year old had long, wavy dirty blonde hair, pale, milky white skin, soft hazel eyes with long, dark eyelashes and soft, pink lips. She was short, around 5’3, and slender, with large breasts and her pale skin was smattered here and there with colour from various tattoos. She’d been working for her current boss for a little over 6 years now, and whilst she was terrified of the man, it wasn’t all bad. The mansion he owned was huge and Evie had access to every luxury you could think of, as well as her own huge suite. There’s plush, black carpet with matching curtains, and black chiffon hangs off the queen size four poster bed that sits in the middle of the room. There’s a giant walk-in closet filled with designer labels that were gifted or bought for her, and a massive ensuite. There’s also a plush bench seat underneath the bulletproof plated glass window which catches the afternoon sunlight. Evie likes to sit there in the summer, reading of princesses being rescued by handsome princes and going on adventures in far off places. She woke up much like she did most mornings, wishing that it was all a dream. She woke up in pain this morning, emanating from her ribs and jaw from the beating she received the night before. Evie dragged herself out of bed and into the shower, knowing that if she’s not in her bosses office by 10am she’ll be in more trouble. The bruises were worse once she’d gotten out of the shower and Evie put makeup on to try and cover the one on her jaw, not bothering with the ones on her throat and then got dressed. Dressed in ripped, black skinny jeans and a black almost-see through tank top, Evie headed down to her bosses office and knocked timidly on the door.
“Come in.”
Evie opened the door and went to stand submissively in front of the bosses desk, waiting for him to acknowledge her. James looked up from the morning paper and took in the sight of his girl, smirking at the bruises on her jaw, neck and ribs, and the look of apprehension on her face. James Dewees was a handsome, thirty-seven year old businessman who was extremely proud to own a highly successful tech company. He appreciated the finer things in life and was a man who was very used to getting what he wanted. Evie had been one of those things and he was delighted to have her to control and use as he pleased. He was 6’2’ with short, light brown hair and brown eyes with slightly tanned skin and a light shade of stubble.
“I have a meeting at 1 o’clock at the office, and then this evening we’ll be attending a charity gala being held by the mayor. I want you on your best behaviour, and I’ll be extremely disappointed if you misbehave.”
“I promise Master, I’ll be good. Am I…am I required for the meeting at your office?”
“Yes, you can wear what you’re wearing now but I want you in those red Jimmy Choo’s and that diamond necklace I got you for your birthday. Down here at 12.15 so we can leave.”
James goes back to his newspaper and Evie leaves and goes back to her bedroom, pulling her knees into her chest and sitting at the window.
“Hey Evie, can I come in?”
Evie looked over to her door when she heard her name and smiled, nodding and shifting over a little to make room. Jimmy Sullivan had been working for James for almost 6 years as part of his security detail, and had spent the last 4 years as Evie’s bodyguard and confidant. He was thirty-two, tall and lanky with a pretty smile and bright, crystal blue eyes. He had choppy, dyed black hair and was covered in tattoos. Evie had been completely terrified of the man when they’d first met 5 years ago, but it hadn’t taken very long until they were close friends. Jimmy did everything he could to protect Evie, wishing that he could whisk her away from the life she’d been forced into. They could never do it of course, James had too much power and resources and would find them and then they’d be in trouble. Jimmy frowned as he got close enough to Evie to notice the bruises she was sporting, knowing that they hadn’t been there when he’d seen her yesterday.
“Hey Jimmy.”
“Hi Baby, how’re you holding up?”
Jimmy started carding his hand through Evie’s hair when she laid down with her head in his lap, laying on her back and smiling softly at him.
“I’m okay. My…my face hurts a little because I got attitude with James last night and he belted me, but other than that I’m okay.”
“I’m sorry, I wish I had of been here to look after you. Are you excited for the charity ball tonight?”
“I guess so? It’s the only thing that’s stopping James from hitting me in the face because he won’t want anyone asking questions about it. I don’t particularly want to go but it’s not like I have a choice is it?”
Evie sat up and hugged Jimmy’s arm like a teddy bear, kissing his shoulder and smiling when he put his free arm around her. Jimmy kissed the top of her head and tangled their hands together, just sitting and enjoying her company. These moments were rare for them as usually he wasn’t allowed to spend time with Evie without James watching over them or without a direct order, but his girl meant everything to him.
“Wish you were coming with me tonight. Would be nice to be on the arm of a handsome man who loves and appreciates me.”
Jimmy chuckles and stands, offering Evie his hand.
“May I have this dance?”
Evie giggles and stands, letting Jimmy pull her into his arms. He twirls her around the room for a half hour until they both collapse onto her bed, giggling and pink faced. Evie gets a hand in Jimmy’s hair and he realises too late what she’s going to do, not having a chance to push her away before she’s kissing him. He rolls them over using his hips as leverage and pins her to the bed, kissing Evie roughly for a minute before remembering where they are.
“Evie……”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, baby, you know I do but we can’t. If James catches us we’re both dead. I have to go and run some errands and you need to fix your lipstick and your clothes before you go downstairs. I’m sorry.”
Waiting for Jimmy to leave, Evie wraps her arms around herself and cries. Upset at Jimmy and angry at herself for kissing him and putting him in a compromising position.
When Jimmy makes it down to the kitchen he hasn’t managed to wipe all of Evie’s lipstick off his lips and he jumps when James rests a hand on his shoulder.
“James, you scared me.”
“You know I put camera’s in the bitches room, don’t you?”
“I…I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to……”
Jimmy swallows harshly and shuts his mouth when James presses his gun against his head, closing his eyes and praying silently.
“Touch her again and I’ll kill you. You hear me?”
Nodding, Jimmy lets out the breath he didn’t realise he was holding when James walks out, running a hand through his hair and pulling his phone out of his pocket.
Babygirl: Baby, he knows. He put cameras in your room and threatened he’d kill me if I ever touched you again. Please be careful.
Evie’s phone vibrates from under her pillow and she’s about to pull it out when James comes in, smiling sadistically at her and pulling her up from the bed by her throat.
“You let any part of Jimmy touch you that isn’t his hands and I’ll kill you both.”
“I…I don’t know what you’re talking…talking about.”
“Don’t fucking lie to me you little bitch. I saw you together. I saw you kissing him. I’m not going to tell you again. This fucking stops now you hear me?”
James drops her to the floor and Evie takes a shuddering breath to calm herself down, getting her shoes out of walk in robe and putting them on before heading downstairs. Jimmy corners her on the way down the stairs and pulls her aside, whispering quickly and lowly in her ear.
“He put cameras in your bedroom. Promise me you’ll be careful and only use your phone in the bathroom.”
“I promise I’ll be careful. I’m sorry that I let him see me kissing you, I’ll cover for you.”
“Don’t you worry about me, I can look after myself.”
He looks around to make sure nobody else is on the staircase and cups Evie’s cheek, kissing her quickly and then pulling away.
“I love you. Always. Don’t ever forget that okay? No matter what.”
“Jimmy…you’re scaring me.”
“I know, I’m sorry. You…you better go. Before he comes looking for you.”
Jimmy tucks her fringe behind her ear to make her smile and then gives her a little push, Evie continuing downstairs to meet James and Jimmy continuing upstairs. James’ office door is closed so Evie just stands next to it and waits, nervous and apprehensive about whatever the meeting she’s being dragged to is all about.