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You were surrounded by five intimidating men in tactical armor, being ushered through the halls of the large mansion you had hoped to never set eyes on again. When you reached the giant ballroom that was currently being used as the center of operations, the two guards in front of you parted. There he stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by mercenary minions, with a wide grin on his face.
“There she is!” The confident voice sent shivers down your spine, leaving goosebumps in their wake. You were back.
“I knew you couldn’t stay away for too long, princess. Welcome home,” Lloyd was wearing a tight-fitting short-sleeved sweater, light tan pants, and loafers, looking like the king he believed himself to be.
Internally, you cringed at his use of the word “home.” This wasn’t your home. It was your hell.
He stretched his arms wide in a gesture that to an outsider would appear warm and welcoming, but you knew was just a trap. Instead of stepping towards him, you shuffled your feet, dreading what was about to come.
Lloyd dropped his arms, chuckling, “That’s so like you, princess, playing hard to get, acting all shy.” As he spoke he slowly crept towards you, hands in his pockets, posture relaxed. You stayed on edge. He stopped about a foot away from your trembling form and placed a hand around the back of your neck. You gasped as he tugged you into him, resting your forehead against his. He breathed in your sweet scent, “I really missed our little cat and mouse games, while you were gone, but it looks like I won this time!” His grip tightened, “But I gotta hand it to ya, you were pretty good this round too, I bet you even thought you’d finally gotten away from me. I hope you enjoyed that glimpse of freedom, because I’m not gonna be so lenient with you anymore.”
You whimpered, tears starting to well up in your eyes, Lloyd moved your head back to peer down at your pained face. He shushed you, “It’s okay, princess, I have a feeling you’re finally gonna learn your lesson.”
Tears were actively falling from your eyes now, “P-please.” It came out as barely a whisper.
Lloyd just tilted his head, “Awwww, you know I love it when you cry, princess, but those alligator tears aren’t getting you outta trouble this time.”
He turned over his shoulder and slapped his hands together, the loud sound making you jump. “Bring ‘em in!” At his command, four people were shoved into the opposite side of the room and lined up along the back wall, guns pointed at them from all sides. One woman and three men, their faces bloody and beaten.
Your stomach fell to your feet. Please god, no.
Lloyd turned back around to you, “Now, the rest of the guards on duty the night you escaped have already been dismissed,” His smile lit his face with evil intent as he walked backwards, closer to the struggling captives, “but I decided to keep a few around so you could see first hand the repercussions of your foolish actions.” Suddenly he spun on his heel, pulling out his gun and shooting the first person on the left, point blank in the head. You screamed as the body slumped to the ground.
He turned back to you, “Sorry, was that too loud? Should I have given a warning?” his eyes were alight with bloodthirsty glee, “Here’s one, ready?”
“No!” your scream did nothing to stop Lloyd from executing the next person, this time landing two rounds in their chest.
“This is pretty good target practice, princess. Gotta say I feel almost grateful that you ran off so selfishly. I felt like team morale around here has been pretty down lately,” Bang! Another body flopped to the hard floor, now red with fresh spilled blood. “And nothing brings a group together as much as some quality time together, getting some shared experiences in, right, fellas?” His men crowded the room. They grumbled a reply, knowing Lloyd didn’t tolerate silence when he asked a question.
You couldn’t stand it, you crumpled into a ball at your feet, rocking back and forth as you tried to drown out the sounds and images that were replaying in your brain. Harsh footsteps made their way towards you and you were yanked to your feet, brought face to face with Lloyd. “I feel like I’ve made it pretty clear that you can’t hide from me, princess. You can’t hide from the consequences of your own actions either.” Your eyes bounced around the room, frantic to escape his crazed gaze. All you were met with were accusatory glares and pitiless expressions.
Finally, your eyes landed on the last person standing in the line of Lloyd’s victims. Her eyes were filled with hatred, rage, and fear, you wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. Another shot. A red hole appeared in between her eyes, then she too fell to the floor. You hunched forward, wrenching up what little food you had in your system. You were dangling over Lloyd’s firm arm, shaking with shock and fear. He stood you upright, a pleased smile played across his hardened features, “It’s good to have you back, princess, I missed you. We all did!”