"Where are you taking me?" OMG, you're going to sell me to one of those rich old guys who love young girls." Samantha starts to panic. The man looks furiously at her with stormy brown-blue eyes. 'Did you fall on your head again? You think I'm giving you to a dirty dude as a whore! Whollah open that big mouth one more time and I'll give you tisik, I mean a spanking!" Samantha starts laughing hysterically "hahaha you mean tisik hamra, when you say it in Dutch it sounds really funny hahaha!". The man is cooled off again by Samantha's sweet laughter. ''you speak Arabic?'' ''yes, duh I'm half Egyptian of course I can speak some Arabic''. ''I didn't expect that'' ''I hear that often''. "We're here," the man says. "Where are we?" Samantha asks, she sees a large fence and a large white modern villa. "I'm taking you to my house, or to be more precise my father's house. I live in Hilversum myself." His parents are rich Samantha thinks, which explains the arrogance rich people are arrogant, just look at her father thinks Samantha. The man scans the pendant of his key ring and walks towards the villa. ''Your parents have a nice house'' says Samantha while she looks at the villa with admiring eyes. "It's my father's and it's just a house." Samantha looks at him with raised eyebrows. Father... Maybe his parents are divorced and why is he being so nonchalant, saying ''It's just a house''. Arriving at the door, the man puts Samantha down so he can open the door. Samantha sees a nameplate that says the Alzahrani family. She doesn't recognize the name. "Alzahrani?" The man opens the door, looks at her questioningly, lifts her again, and brings her inside. The man walks down a white hallway until they arrive at the living room, he sets her down on the couch. Grabs a pillow and puts it under her painful foot then he picks up Katske and lets him run free through the living room. The man looks at Samantha thinkingly and walks away. How strange, she mentions his last name and he doesn't respond; in fact, he looks like I'm a puzzle. What's wrong with him? thinks Samantha.
The man comes with 2 paracetamols and a glass of water. He hands it to Samantha and says ''take them''. It was not a question but an order. Samantha was about to open her mouth about it until he quickly puts a finger to her mouth and says in a threatening voice "Remember what I say about your big mouth, I advise you to shut it for now keep it." Samantha looks at him defiantly with a face that says "try my". The man takes his finger away from her mouth and grabs her chin and pushes it up a little so he can get a good look at her. "Remember we are not outside anymore and my parents are not at home. So, if I were you, I'd lay low before working out my fantasies on you. The man stares at her intensively for a few seconds before he puts the 2 paracetamols in her mouth and puts the glass of water against her lips. Oddly enough, Samantha obeys, maybe it's because she can't run away or the man is so intense. He removes the glass from her lips after hearing her swallow the paracetamols. 'Malik'' Samantha looks at him questioningly. ''My name is Malik Alzahrani'' the man says, looking at her intensely. Samantha repeats his name. Malik's pupils get bigger, people say his name more often but somehow it sounds a hundred times better when Samantha says it. Malik lifts Samantha's legs and decides to sit next to her, once he is seated, he puts the pillow that was painfully under her on his lap and puts Samantha's feet on it. Malik looks at Samantha and asks her what her name is. Samantha is considering going into a fake name but it seems unfair to her. Malik captured her cat, lifted her to his house, and gave her a drink and paracetamol. She says in a soft voice ''Samantha''. Malik repeats her name just as Samantha had done. "Samantha what?" Malik asks. Samantha looks away she doesn't like to tell her last name. Most Arabs immediately recognize her last name when she says something she hates. People always say ''ooh you're Samir's daughter or hey aren't you Kadim's sister?'' Samantha hates being called someone's person. Malik sees that Samantha does not want to say it because of her reticence, he just wants to know what her last name is. He has a gentle tap on her leg ''well? Samanthaaaaaa ...............'''''Samantha's none of your business'' she says irritated with her arms folded. Malik faces her until he is close enough that they are nose to nose. ''what did I tell you!?'' ''You're lucky I don't do things to defenseless girls, but if you didn't have that fucking foot, Whollah you wouldn't be able to walk for a week. Don't test me girl I'm not good with disobedience." Malik says in a threatening tone. ''You should not test me; I may be defenseless with my feet but my fists still work'' threatens Samantha. Malik leans further forward causing Samantha to sink further into the railing until she can go no further. Malik stares at her lips and says in a whisper, "Then do hmmmmm. Hit me and hit me hard." Samantha starts to breathe heavily she wants to give him a fist but on the one hand, she doesn't. "You want me to hit you?" she says so softly that Malik can just hear. "I want something else, but it doesn't matter now. You want to hit me." He moves his head to her ear; Samantha can just feel his lips caressing her ear. "Hit me, Samantha." Malik moves his head towards her lips again. Samantha knows what he is planning, fear is screaming through her head, also the feeling of lust. She is in two minds with herself. Should she push him away or pull him towards her?
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