Trouble in the King's Court

The next day, Aly was so excited about her date with Chris. He was such a sweet guy from what the team was telling her and he really wanted to find someone after such a messy breakup. Henrik has been sending her more signals about wanting her, and she is getting close to telling him off, but has to be careful when his wife is around because she still does not know the events of Orlando.

Chris had called and asked to move their date up an hour because he was going to drive up to Rye to stay over at JT and Natalie Miller's house since the team had morning skate in Greenburgh tomorrow, so Aly obliged. She came out of the bedroom in black heels and a green Victoria Beckham dress that she absolutely adored.

"Darling, you look so beautiful," Therese smiled.

"Thank you so much! I'm nervous as heck, though. I haven't been on a date in so long. What's Chris like?" Aly worried.

Therese took her hand, "He's such a goof, but so sweet and caring. You're going to love him. Everything will be alright."

A horn soon honked. Aly looked out the window and saw a black Jeep, knowing that was him, "Okay, he's here. I should be back around 7."

"Have fun. You'll be just fine," Therese said.

Little did Aly know that someone has been watching her every move.

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Following arriving to the restaurant, ordering drinks and chatting, Aly became more and more comfortable. Chris was such a sweetheart and they had many similar interests. They both earned their Bachelor's degrees in Communications, enjoyed 20th century literature, and love Cape Cod.

"I'm so glad you wanted to join me tonight. You know, you're so gorgeous," Chris grinned, rubbing her cheek with his knuckles.

Aly blushed pretty hard, "Chris, you're so sweet. Thank you. You're so handsome."

"Why thank you. I'm going to use the restroom. Order anything you want," Chris commented, sliding out of the booth.

The waiter approached their table, "What will you two have tonight?"

"We're going to split the fried calamari. I'd love the bowtie pasta with baby shrimp and he will have the linguine with clams," Aly answered, handing him the menus.

Once the waiter left, Aly pulled out her phone to check NHL scores when she had a message: I'm watching you. You deserve to be mine. I'm not going to stop until I get what I want. See you later. -Hank

Aly started shaking and got really nervous. She wanted to spend time with Chris and Henrik was not going to stop that by any means. Chris soon came back to the table, "All refreshed. Are you okay?"

"Chris, I believe Henrik wants me. He follows me everywhere, he sending me creepy messages and signals. He flirts with me and now, he sends me this," Aly shook, showing him the message.

"Where the hell is he!? I'll confront him myself," Chris demanded.

Aly shrugged, "I don't know, but he knows I'm here with you because Therese did my hair and makeup. I'm scared."

"I'll protect you, don't worry. Just enjoy tonight and we'll deal with him soon," Chris reassured.

Chris brought Aly home around 7:15. The two of them loved being around each other and made plans for a second date at a broadway show soon. Once she went upstairs to the apartment, she had a note from Therese that she had a couple errands to run and would be back soon.

Aly took her sweater off and just sighed out of exhaustment. She went to the fridge for a bottle of water and upon closing the door, she saw Henrik, "What the hell!?"

"Aw, did I scare you baby?" Henrik asked.

"Who the hell are you calling baby!? And what the fuck was that message you sent me!?" Aly gritted.

Henrik traced his fingertips up her arm, causing a shiver, "Because I am going to have you and no one can stop me."

"You're full of shit. I'm telling Therese what happened in Florida," Aly threatened.

Henrik pulled her by her hair, causing her head to yank back, "Like hell you are. I'm going to get what I want and what I want is you. You better behave."

"Don't tell me what to do!" Aly screamed.

"Then how about I stop payment at NYU!?" Hank fought back.

Aly got defensive, "Do what you want. I'm telling her!"

Henrik pinned her against the counter, "You're mine now. I got you exactly where I want you. Now, you WILL do whatever I say and NO ONE knows. Got it?"

Aly started crying, "Yes."

"Good. Now, go to bed!" Henrik shoved her off.

Aly knew she had to get out of that apartment and fast before things turned sinister.

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