60- The Uninvited Guests

Third Person

Five days. Five days was all it took before the guys had finally caved and Alex had all but gone to release their Queen from the deprivation chamber. A chamber they had that deprived people of almost all of their senses.

For you see, after reclaiming their Queen and knocking her out with a heavy sedative, they all but drove back towards their rented Airbnb that Tony had managed to find them as they all but began to pack up all their things, ready to leave Colorado once and for all. Immediately heading back to Montrose where once there did they proceed in boarding their privately owned jet, Alex all but moving to buckle her in on one of the plush chairs that also reclined before strapping her in, knowing that she would be knocked out for at least 24 hrs all because of the sedative they had given her.

Now taking in the sleeping figure of Isabella, do Lucus and Grant begin to etch out a plan, a plan in which had both of them taking her unconscious form over to their deprivation chamber once they had all but gotten back home. A room in which they liked to use because not only was it a sterilized room made with padding and a metal bed, but once you shut off the lights and had the door closed you were left without light or sound, allowing your other senses to kick in instead. Knowing that by keeping her in solitary confinement with little to no movement as well as sources of light and sound that it wouldn’t be long until her mind began to play tricks on her and slowly begin to torture her.

A cruel yet harsh punishment to bestow upon but with each of them still angry at what she had done, that they figured placing her in there was a much safer option then putting her back inside her original bedroom, knowing that if they had they could easily hurt her and that was something they did not want to do, so they moved for the chamber.

When entering the chamber, Lucus moves to start with undressing Isabella, having silently removed all of her clothing except her panties, deciding to leave her in the beautiful black lace as he then proceeds to cuff each of her wrists and ankles with thick leather cuffs. Grant moving to add the gag, the same one he had previously used on her during one his punishments before grabbing some numbing cream and applying it directly to her nipples, hard cold clamps then being placed directly onto her nubs. Knowing her nipples would become sensitive later on once the numbing cream had worn off, Lucus all but moves to cover her with a light thin blanket before moving to caress her face gently taking in one last look before each of them move to kiss her on the forehead gently before each moving to leave, turning off the lights as they did and locking the door directly behind them.

Once robbed of her senses, the guys knew it wouldn’t be long. Having had a camera stationed within the room, they all but monitored her the whole entire time. The camera having had a built in night vision setting, they were able to carefully monitor not only her vitals and heart, but also listen to her as well. Three days they had sat behind a monitor, three days they had watched as she struggled within her bindings. By day four they knew she had all but tortured her mind and based on what they could see on the monitors she was always having some kind of panic attack before passing right out only to repeat the process. Four days in and with each passing second they began to feel guiltier and guiltier for what they had done.

For the original plan was to leave her there for six days, six isolated days with nothing but her mind to keep her company but by day five they couldn’t bear to see her suffer any longer, and Alex had all but gone and released her. When finally freeing her, their hearts all but broke, having seen the state in which her body had suffered they couldn’t help but feel regret, her once healthy glowing skin a now pale color, eyes that once held so much life now dull and red, dark circles beginning to show from her lack of sleeping while her lips were all but dry and cracked, her once beautiful cheeks all but swallow.

Evaluating her body, they couldn’t help but feel as if she had lost a couple of pounds due to being isolated within the room, her wrists and ankles now completely raw from her constant tugging while her nipples had caked on blood from the nipple clamps. Not to mention she smelled horrible from urinating on herself while her hair became a tangled mess from not being brushed. Knowing she needed some serious TLC, each of them took it upon themselves to give her the aftercare that she needed, making sure to give her their total undivided attention in the process as they started with a nice hot bath to soothe the skin as well as cleans the body, before giving her lots and lots of gatorade to help give her electrolytes as well as warm clothes and plenty of cuddles and complements.

Of course, it didn’t take long before Alex and Tony had suddenly become super aware that Isabella had suddenly developed a fear of the dark, panic attacks all but evident each time a light had been turned off and her mind went into panic mood, and as if panic attacks weren’t a thing, her constant need to be clingy was a dead giveaway, unable to let them go for the first couple of days once she had been released from the chamber.

After that, Isabella had spent a lot of her time hiding in bed, her random bursts of crying all but evident as her emotions began to get the better of her, almost like an avalanche as she tried to get them under control, her men each present as they just held her within their arms, that presence of having them near by all but calmed her which was something she definitely needed all while providing her with enough fluids and food in which she would inhale before the cycle repeated itself, until she would all but fall asleep that was until a nightmare would rise causing her to scream in fright but when they would move to ask her what had happen she would just close right up and refrain from telling them.

By day five, Isabella had slowly begun to feel better, or at least better to where she could walk comfortably around her room, even attempting to watch television in between napping. The guys even took turns as they stayed with her inside of the room, knowing that if they didn’t she would beg and beg in fear as her mind would all but assume she would be abandoned in that horrible chamber once again.

By the seventh day, Grant had decided to spend the day with Isabella and was currently sitting in one of the armchairs within the room, his laptop sitting on the coffee table in front of him as Isabella showered before dressing in her warm and comfy clothes like she had done the past few times.

Currently reading a romance novel she had found called, “Our Forbidden Love” she instantly became hooked in a world filled with love and passion as well excitement. Occasionally glancing over to Grant as she read, his eyes always watching her as he did. A warm yet comfortable silence hung around the room as both carried on with what they were doing only to stop long enough to enjoy their lunch which was a crispy chicken blt sandwich.

When dinner slowly came around, Grant had offered for her to come down and join them in the dining room, something they always did each day only for Isabella to finally say yes. Smiling, he all but moves to take her hand before slowly making their way down towards the dining room, never pushing for her to dress up as they eventually approach, the rest of the guys now seated at the table. With eyes scanning the room, Isabella can’t help but notice that Lucifer was not sitting next to Marco but someone else, a new face in which she had never seen before along with Enzo and Dominic.

“Isabella sweetheart” smiles Lucus once he acknowledges her presence, “This here is Mathias, our new second in command alongside Marco, Enzo, Dominic and Victor” explains Lucus, introducing a man who was obviously tall like the rest of the men within the house while sporting a couple of neck tattoos as well as dark brown hair and rich brown eyes.

Letting the new bit of information settle within her mind, Isabella began to slowly put the pieces together, knowing that someone didn’t just quit their job, no they left in body bags and if Lucifer wasn't there and Mathias was their new second in command, that meant that Lucifer was most likely dead. A death that led them straight to her, a question for another time as she still didn’t want to speak to them, at least not yet as her insides clashed with what she had been feeling for them since her return, confused by all the different feelings that become present deep within her. For while they were often the cruelest men to be around, she often found herself wanting to please them because deep down she knew she did not want to anger them again.

Now seated at the table, Isabella moves to enjoy her meal, having been served a small cornish hen along with mash potatoes and roasted vegetables, a cup of clam chowder to go with, Isabella couldn’t help but feel happy as the food all but hit the right spots, easing her aching belly as it did.

By the time dessert rolled around, Isabella had all but busied herself in the new york style cheesecake with big huge strawberries on top, the guys still occasionally discussing business as usual until the sound of a very loud bang could be heard causing her to jump.

“ISABELLA ROSE SWAN MORETTI” and “LUCUS DAMON O’DONNELL D’AMICO” came two very aggressive male voices as they rang throughout the hall until they all but reached their ears.

Freezing in silence, nobody dared move.

“Uh Oh” whispers Grant, his eyes now on Lucus and Isabella, the rest of the guys also searching for the voices as Isabella became frozen in place for there was only one person she knew who would ever use her full entire name like that and she didn’t think she would see him anytime soon, and judging by Lucus’s expression he wasn’t either.

“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?” yells one of the voices, stomping now being heard as the uninvited guests slowly made their way towards them, heels clacking against marble flooring the closer they got.

Just then standing in the doorway were two men along with two equally pissed off women, both of whom accompanied the men as they now stood staring at those within the room, Isabella all but swallowing the nervous lump that had begun to form within her throat as she moved to look at those before her.

“D-Daddy?”