As promised... here is our precious Evan! I would let him ruin my life IRL and I would be thankful for it cause good lord look at him! I also included his scars that he has on his back and chest but sadly this picture does no justice with it :( The song is Slow Dancing In The Dark by Joji!

(Hopes POV)

The warm sun rays on my face made me wake up from my slumber. I sit up and realizes I'm on a huge corner post bed. I look around the bedroom, no one in here except me. Why am I not being treated like shit like Wolf Syndicate treated me? I get out of the bed and go to the sliding glass door, locked. I look out and see huge redwood trees down below the hill, we definitely aren't in the city.

I look down and see I'm no longer in my clothes from last night, instead I was in a black silk robe that hugged my body. Footsteps came from outside the room as it stopped just outside the door, I heard the door unlock as the footsteps walked away. I slowly go to the door and open it up. I was the last room at the end of the hall, the smell of strawberries and pancakes filled the air. I slowly walked in the direction of the smell.

I turn a corner and was in the open living room and behind it the kitchen where a shirtless Jordan was happily at the stove making pancakes.

"Good morning madam, did you sleep well? Mr. Hayes is making your favorite! Strawberry pancakes with bacon!" A lady with blonde hair comes up to me and says.

I look at her as she's wearing a black t-shirt and black pants. Behind her is a huge portrait of me, it was the picture I took while at the casino with Evan, Brian, and Craig. Except they were nowhere in it, it was just me. How in the hell did he get that picture of me? The lady turns around and lets out a sweet sigh as she too looks at the picture. This dude is fucking obsessed with me, no... not even obsessed can match this dudes personality.

"It's my favorite picture of you madam, I keep suggesting that Mr. Hayes hang up more of you, but we must wait for the artist to paint them." She says as she walks to the kitchen. I look over as Jordan turns away from the stove and looks over at me.

"Good morning beautiful, made your favorite. Come over here and eat it while it's hot." He slides three pancakes onto a plate and goes back to the stove.

I look around the living room and see some small sculpture that I can use to probably knock Jordan out. I slowly walk my way over to it.

"How do you know I like strawberry pancakes? Not even Evan knows I like them." I grab the sculpture and hold it behind my back as I slowly walk to the kitchen.

"I would think I would know my own wife by now my dear. Don't be silly and come get something to eat." I stop and look at my left hand. On my ring finger is a silver wedding band with diamonds all around it. He's fucking with me, that or this is some fever dream.

"We're not married you fucking psychopath! Let me out of here!" I yell. The lady and Jordan both turn to me as I bring the sculpture away from my back and throw it at him.

"SIR HER MINDS SLIPPING AGAIN!" The lady yells as she starts rummaging through the cabinets. Jordan catches the sculpture and sets it on the counter. He lifts his hands up as if he was taming a lion and he slowly walks to me.

"Hey, it's alright everyone just calm down. Ava go get Hope's pills in my room, in the top bedside drawer." Jordan quickly looks over at Ava before looking back at me.

"The pills help, remember? Ever since the accident you just haven't been the same but I refuse to give up on the one I love." Jordan stops a couple of feet in front of me, his hands still out in front of him. Tears start streaming down my face as I shake my head

"I want Evan back, please you can keep me here but I want Evan," I say through my tears. He gives me a sad look as he pulls me in for a hug.

"Don't you remember, that was the accident. I saved you from the attack that was against them, Hope they're gone, it's been a while now too since that's happened." He softly says. I go to push him away from me but his grip just tightens around me.

"LET GO OF ME! I DON'T LOVE YOU! LET GO!" I yell. His grip tightens even more as a needle was pricked into my neck. I start thrashing around more to hopefully get the needle out of my neck.

"Shhh, it'll all be over soon my dear, just breathe." He says as he lowers us to the ground. I grab onto him as the needle is yanked out my neck. I look up at him as he gives me a smile.

"I'll see you when you wake up my love, then we can eat." As he said that my head rolls back and I was back asleep.

(Evans POV)

I watch as her head rolled back and she was out. Jordan sighs as he looks up at Ava. This is so fucked up, having cameras practically all over the house so Brian and I forced to just sit here and watch just like some reality show. I can't believe he got caught at being at the club as well.

"She'll learn to love me one day, we're just going to have to keep sedating her till she finally believes me," Jordan says as he starts to comb her hair. The door opens up but I don't even bother looking away from the screen in front of me.

"Enjoying the show you two? Honestly, I don't know why he spent the money becoming a psychologist when he should've become an actor instead." Seth says as he walks in front of the screen. Brian and I were chained up from the pipes in the room, we could barely move our arms let alone our legs. This... was beyond what I'm capable of doing to another person, this was maddening... sickening almost.

"She didn't tell us to come, we followed her. Tortue us instead of torturing her." Brian says. My eyes finally leave the screen as Seth kneels down in front of us, becoming eye level.

"What do you think we're doing? Jordan gets the girl of his dreams, and I get to torture both of you until my heart's content." Seth smirks at us as he claps his hands together.

"Is this seriously for leaving you to the cops?! This is insane Seth, how in the fuck do you know all of this shit about her anyway?! Let alone have pictures of her?! He met her fucking two days ago, TWO FUCKING DAYS!" I yell. I yank at my chains but it was no use, I wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

"All that matters is Jordan got what he wants, and I'm getting what I want, watching you suffer just like I did in prison." Seth stands up again and turns to the screen again.

"Looks like our show is about to start over, I'll be on my way." He walks out of the concrete room and closes the metal door behind him.

(Hopes POV)

Soft piano music woke me up. I open up my eyes and see that I'm in some sort of living room, why does this room look so familiar to me? I sit up and look down and see that I'm only wearing a black silk robe. The smell of strawberry pancakes and bacon fills my nostrils. I turn my head and see a shirtless Jordan leaning against the white counter looking at me. He smiles at me and points to a plate of food across from him.

"Your favorite, please come eat my dear." He says.

Is this what he wanted last night, for me to live with him, to be with him? I get up from the couch and walk over to the kitchen. The piano still playing. I sit down at the wooden barstool where three strawberry pancakes lay covered in syrup and butter. A couple of pieces of bacon on a smaller separate plate so it's not touching the syrup, exactly how I like it.

"Is this what you wanted? To have me as your own personal fuck toy or whatever you call it? Well, you have me, now what?" I take a bite of the pancakes without breaking eye contact with him. He chuckles as he looks down at the ground, pink coming to his face.

"Yes your right, married couples do "fuck" but I wouldn't go calling you a toy." He looks up at me and smiles. Why does this place look so god damn familiar to me?

"We're not married I have a boyfriend who's going to find you and fucking kick your ass when he comes and gets me." The piano stopped suddenly. Jordan sighs as he shakes his head.

"Ever since the accident you haven't been alright in the head, but I refuse to give up on you no matter how much the doctors tell me too." He says. I roll my eyes and continue eating. Why do I feel like he's said that to me before?

"We met two days ago at a party, why are you like, obsessed with me?" I ask setting down my fork on the plate.

"You mean two years ago? If so yes we met two years ago at the playboy party where I fell in love with you. I'm obsessed with you because you're my wife, the ring proves it." He holds up his left hand and shows a silver ring. I look down at my left hand and see a silver ring with diamonds on my ring finger.

"This... no that's impossible!" I get up from my chair and look up at him.

"Okay... fine if you this obsessed with me like in those movies, where's your fucking shrine of me then?" I ask crossing my arms.

He sighs which then changes to a laugh as he walks around the counter and away from the kitchen. He's fucking joking right now, there's no fucking way. I follow him as he goes down a hallway and opens up the first door on the right. He looks at me then back at the door as he opens it. He steps aside as my mouth drops open. I go into the closet sized room and plastered in different picture frames is literally every picture I've ever taken or was taken of me, starting from high school all the way until now.

"How... how did you-" I couldn't even finish my sentence as he wraps his arms around my waist. I was in shock, literal shock.

"Get these pictures? The internet is a very fun place, my dear. That picture right there has to be my favorite though." He says.

He turns me and points at a single framed picture of me shirtless as my eyes are closed and I have a huge smile on my face, my hands are behind my head to show off more of my body. There's no way he could've gotten that picture, I didn't even post it to the internet... unless Brian did.

"Not to mention I found a couple of... very erotic videos of you on the internet, but we won't talk about that now will we baby girl?" He says. I hunch over and start throwing up uncontrollably. I don't know if it was from the pancakes, my nerves, or from pure disgust of this man. He kneels down next to me as he starts patting me on my back.

"I knew it was a mistake showing you this room. I just know that you had to see it so it doesn't ruin our marriage." He says.

I stop throwing up and take a couple breaths. I quickly get up and run out of the room, closing and slamming the door behind me. I hold onto the handle and was able to lock it as I back away from the door.

"Hope... let me out of here Hunny. I'm not mad at you, just let me out." Jordan says calmly. I back up until my back hits the wall behind me. He starts pounding on the door.

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR NOW!" He yells.

A girl with blonde hair steps into the hallway now, looking between me and the door. I take off the wedding ring and throw it at the girl as I run to the nearest open room which was at the end of the hall. I close the door and lock it. I hear the shrine room unlock as stomps toward this room get closer. The doorknob jiggles but never fully turns. Jordan begins to laugh behind the door.

"One day you'll forget about Vanoss and be with me. One day you'll love me as I love you. Ahh, Seth when you're done bring her back to me please." My body collided with another. A hand wrapped around my mouth as a sharp needle was stabbed into my neck.

"Trouble in paradise I see, don't worry, you'll grow accustomed to this," Seth says as he lets go of me. I turn around, ready to fight him, but just felt my body collapse as the world went dark.