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Stowaway.

Chapter two.

Zoe's point of view

Of course, the door is locked what else did I expect; I make my way over to the window opening it wide, I lean out and look around it's hopeless there's no way out I'm trapped in here.

Dropping down on the bed I can't help the tears, how am I going to get out of this there's no way im going to marry Austin Rutherford that's for sure, they can't force me to say wedding vows, can they.

I have no idea how long I've been laying there looking at the ceiling my tears have stopped now, my face blotchy and red getting up I make my way into the bathroom thankful there's a lock on the door, stripping off my clothes I turn the shower on before stepping inside the bathroom is full of ladies toiletries, everything I could possibly need. Makes me feel as though they have been planning this for a long time.

I step out of the shower and dry my hair before putting in a loose bun as I wrap the towel around me, looking through the wardrobe and drawers for something to wear, again there's everything I could possibly need all in my size, all new with labels on.

Although I'm grateful to get out of my dress, It does nothing to ease my fears.

I fall into bed exhausted and extremely worried about what tomorrow may bring.

I wake up to a woman entering the room shes brings a tray laden with breakfast placing it down on the table, I look at her before I say.

"Please help me get away from here; I'm being held against my will."

She doesn't speak, but when she looks at me, she looks just as terrified as I feel, she turns to walk out of the room with a look of sympathy on her face, I guess shes not going to help me then.

Fuck I have to find a way out, I eat the breakfast before having a quick shower to wake me up and wrapping a towel around me, Im walking into the bedroom to look for something to wear when the door opens again this time its Austin and his father who walked into the room, Austin smirks as he notices me in the towel, I hold it to my body. Mr Rutherford sees my reaction before he says.

"No need to be shy now Zoe, hes soon to be your husband." 

I feel my cheeks burning as Austin laughs his eyes filled with lust as he looks me up and down. Strides over to pull pulling the towel from my body, I cry out mortified as I use my hands to cover myself.

"Please don't."

Both the men are looking at me now, Mr Rutherford says.

" She's not bad Son; I like that shes freshly shaved, she could do with her breasts a size or two bigger, we can get in touch with Clifford."

Austin grins, the looks on his face makes me feel sick he runs his hand along my side making me flinch, I try to step back, but there's nowhere to go as my back meets the wall.

He grabs my hand forcing them above my head, holding them there with one hand, he grabs at my breast cruelly twisting my nipple his face delighted as I cry out in pain, tears falling down my face he runs his hand lower touching my pussy. 

"Please stop," I say.

He steps back, smelling his hand, he smirks as he says.

"I can't wait to make you mine Zoe; this pussy belongs to me me, tell me beautiful has anyone ever touched my pussy?"

I looked at him, shocked and sickened as he asks me.

"Are you a virgin, Zoe?"

I try to speak, but no words come out this can't be happening to me, He then slaps me across my face, letting go of my hand. I grab the towel holding it in front of me my face stinging as he bellows.

"Are you."

I nod unable to speak as the tears keep falling, Mr Rutherford laughs standing behind Austin,

"What a lovely wedding present for you, Son.

We shall get Clifford to check and make sure."

Mr Rutherford is now pulling clothes out of the wardrobe throwing them on the bed as he turns and says, 

"I have a hairdresser and makeup artist coming in twenty minutes you will wear these clothes for your first official outing with your fiance, we expect the press will have gotten word of your engagement by now, you will smile and look like a woman in love, or your father will pay the price."

I answer him back.

"Why should I care what happens to my father, he gave me a way to save his business."

He looks back at me with a sick look on his face as he says.

"If you don't do as your told I will bury your father and your brother and I don't just mean their business, I mean in a box underground, do you understand me?"

I nod my head as the look on his face tells me he means every word.

They both walk out of the room, leaving me standing clutching the towel against my body.

How the fuck am I going to get out of this.

I'm sat on the bed when a man and a woman come in they introduce themselves as my hairdresser and makeup artist, this time I don't say anything, remembering the threats he made against my family. Once they have finished, I look in the mirror barely able to recognise my reflection. I look like a supermodel, not a hair out of place. This time yesterday, I thought I had the whole world ahead of me, less than twenty-four hours later my reflections tells a totally different story as she looks back at me with her haunting eyes and blank expression.

Austin comes strolling into the room, not bothering to knock in the door his eyes trail over my body clearly happy with my appearance.

"Not bad,"

He says as he drags me through the door, thankfully the makeup artist worked wonders on my already bruised arm. We walk down the stairs and into a waiting car.

"Where are we going,"

I ask Austin.

To the mall first Im going to take my fiancee shopping, then we'll head to Puccini's for lunch, and we'll finish off at the opera, we should be able to pick up some attention from the press today, I might even buy my beautiful fiancee some sexy underwear."

He replies with a sneer.

I turn to look out the window no longer wanting to look at his arrogant face; I know that one-day im going to wipe that sneer off his face.

We arrive at Mall, Austin takes my hand and whispers in my ear.

"Don't forget what my father said regarding your brother and father."

I take his hand and turn to him with a smile worthy of any Oscar winner as he guides me around the shops, I make sure to look in the jewellers picking out some expensive items letting Austin put them on me, I smile as I touch the jewellery as I think to myself, at least I have something to sell if I ever get away from him. Austin insisted we visit the lingerie store placing lots of flimsy garments into the basket; I shudder at the look on his face, there's no way you'll be peeling that from my body, Austin Rutherford.

Our last visit of the night is the opera house, of course, we have the best seats in our own private box, Austin places my hand on top of his as he whispers sweet bullshit in my ear, the press below now taking pictures of our joined hands. I cringe as I think of the headlines in tomorrows news.

Fuck what will my friends think! Austin turns to look at me looking like the cat that got the cream

I can't wait to wipe that smile off you face Austin fucking Rutherford!