The longer I looked at him the more frightened I became and my heart was pounding faster with every move he made. He slowly knelt down in front of me and parted his lips ready to speak, but instead pointed his finger at me disapprovingly and chucked darkly.

"Please". I whispered, backing away and I'm sure he heard me.

"I can't believe you. You really thought that you could get away from us, didn't you?" He asked sounding amused.

"You should have known better, Tessi." He continued and caressed m cheek with the back of his hand. His tone was calm, but his eyes could give away just how angry he was.

"Let me go, Andrew," I shouted at him, trying to look confident on the outside because on the inside I was shaking like a scared puppy. He must have noticed it because my words made him laugh.

"Look at you, acting feisty and brave when in reality you 're frightened by me." He said and when his fingers made contact with the bare skin o my side, which was exposed due to the ripped blouse I was currently wearing, I flinched and built up the courage to push him away from me. My injury was still fresh and it hurt a lot. If the cut was any deeper, I would have surely died from bleeding.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk,. Don't be a bad girl Teresa." He roughly grabbed my forearm and forced me to stand on m feet with his body dangerously close to mine and my back pressed against the brick wall. I gulped and tilted my head up to look at him.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked him, holding back tears. I wouldn't cry in front of him. I didn't want to come out as weak.

"Because is Correy's order and because I've missed you, Tessi. Plus, he thinks that you could make quite a bit of money if you worked at Dollhouse? No.

"No, Andrew, please. Don't take me there, I don't want to go there." I pled.

"It's not you who decides. Besides, I think you would look amazing in those ace underwear. Such a turn on." He whispered the last part in my ear and my blue eyes opened wide with fear.

I tried to push him away from me with my hands, but it was useless since he was much stronger. And that angered me.

"You monster," I yelled at him with disgust and spat on his face. He instinctively closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. I couldn't stop but think that this could be a great moment for me to run if he wasn't holding my hands.

"b.i.t.c.h." He cursed at me, wiping the saliva from his face and looking at me with anger. But that expression soon faded and smile was formed on his lips as he now started laughing coldly.

"You know I have to admit, Tessi. I like your att.i.tude. It's strong, but I think it's going to change." He said and with no warning started pulling me by my hand, forcing me to follow him. I fought back and yelled at him random things but he didn't listen, not that I expected him to. Andrew was like the son to Correy and he was very loyal to him. Everything Correy wanted, Andrew got it for him. So I wasn't surprised at all that he was showing no mercy to me.

"I will never do what he wants. I hate you! I hate him! I wish you all die." I continued screaming at him and he looked back at me without stopping.

"Even though I love your speech, I would prefer it if you shut the h.e.l.l up."

"Go to h.e.l.l, Andrew!" I told him and just after that a loud sound of skin colliding against skin was heard and my head turned brutally to the left.

A gasp left my lips as I touched my aching cheek with my palm, rubbing it softly. He had slapped me... hard. My eyes filled with tears, but I didn't let them fell. He wanted to see me weak and vulnerable and I wouldn't give him that pleasure, not yet.

"That might leave a bruise." He stated, frowning his eyebrows but his expression changed again and he shrugged. "But who cares?" He finished and took forcefully my arm in his hand, throwing me like an object to the other man.

"She's the one ?" The man who was holding me securely asked with surprise.

"Yes."

"But she doesn't look... special." He said and Andrew shook his head, placing one hand on the man's shoulder and with the other one forced my head up so I was looking at them.

"Oh, but, Steve, under all this dirt and those filthy clothes hides a true angel. Now put her back in the trunk." He ordered him and Steve immediately obeyed.

He opened a trunk and pushed me in. I fell on my knees and quickly crawled to a corner, hugging my body for protection. The younger man was looking at me curiously with his brown eyes observing my every move and I tried to avoid his intimidating stare.

"So an angel? I can't wait to see it." He told me with the wicked smile on his face and then closed the trunk. A sound of doors opening and closing were heard and soon after that, the van started moving. They were taking me back.

Back to the real devil.