"Hello, my pet."
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Dominique growled slightly. âIâm not a pet. And Iâm certainly not yours.â
âI take it youâve not noticed your new necklace then, my sweet?â
Around Dominiqueâs throat was a thick leather collar, with no obvious method of removal.
Dominique looked. âWhat the fuck?!â She hadnât noticed it at all until she mentioned something. Probably got it on her when she was knocked out at some point.Â
âIt suits you. Really brings out the bloodlust in your eyes.â The woman grinned cruelly.
She glared. âI swear to fucking god âŠâ she growled. Yeah, there was bloodlust alright. She wanted to fucking murder Zarha at this point. And she just woke up.
âOh, calm down, my sweet. Thereâs a reason Iâve brought you here this time.â
âI donât give a shit.â she said. âI want this damn collar off of me.â
âThatâs nice. I donât care. Listen carefully, Dominique.â Zahra cleared her throat. âSomeoneâs trying to kill me.â
She looked at her.
âAnd fair enough, but at the same time, I canât have that.â
âSo what do you want me for?â she asked her. âAnd what does this collar have to do with anything?â
âYouâre going to protect me. Find out who wants me dead and stop them. By whatever means necessary.â
She grinned, showing off her too-white teeth. âAnd the collarâs just because I like it.â
âAnd what if I donât protect you? I have every reason not to.â she said.
âSimple. Iâll take your Sam and Iâll hurt her.â
She instantly frowned. âFine. But Iâd like this collar off if Iâm going to run around trying to find killers if you wouldnât mind.â Itâs be great if she actually did take it off ⊠she didnât know if she would, but sheâd love that right now.
âItâs a collar or a brand. Your choice. I find the collars to be a much less permanent solution.â
She growled and rolled her eyes a bit. âFucking ⊠fine. Whatever.â she said. Yeah sure. I can totally be taken seriously parading around for murderers in this.
âOh, I nearly forgot to mentionâŠâ Zahra pulled out a small remote and pressed the only button on it, delivering a powerful electric shock straight through Domâs collar.
âAH!â Dominique cried out, stumbling back a bit. âWhat the fucking hell?!â she yelled at her, when the shock ended.
âJust making sure weâre clear on whoâs in charge here.â
âFucking bitch âŠâ she muttered, standing herself.
ââŠexcuse me?â Zahra raised an eyebrow. âI donât believe I heard you correctly.â
âI believe you did.â
Zahra tilted her head before pulling out her phone and dialling a number.
âHello?â Samâs groggy voice sounded at the other end.
The ruthless woman hung up and tucked her phone away. âSound familiar?â
She instantly fell quiet quiet hearing Samâs voice. Just ⊠just keep your mouth shut, stop the person trying to kill her, then youâre good and Sam is safe. She thought to herself.
âNow go, before I pay a visit to your little wife.â
She quickly left, getting into her car. She looked, seeing a scarf and quickly put that on to cover up the collar. She drove back to their house to check up on Sam first. She opened the door. âSam?â she called.
"Mm..." She lifted her head from where she'd fallen asleep on the couch the night before. "Dom? W-was that you tryin' to call me before? Oh my god, you're alive." Sam leapt up and tackled her wife.