The first thing I noticed when I gained back my consciousness was the lack of light. It was dark, too dark for me to assumed that my eyes were still close from exhaustion. I blinked once, twice, and so on but the darkness seemed like a cloth blinding me from knowing the horror that hidden from plain sight.
I know I'm being dramatic but when you're being kidnapped, the first thing a person usually does was being dramatic before they got to think rationally.
I tried to stand but my body was bound with an invisible force. Well, maybe not invincible since I felt the rope digging on my flesh. Thankfully it's not tight enough to cut through my skin.
‘Nothing would work here other than wait for my fate.’ I thought grimly.
How did I even get here?
I tried to remember the events from last night. Trying to collect the missing pieces of the puzzle in my still foggy mind. I remember going to the party but that's it. The following events were blank.
That was the time I started to panic.
Where am I?
What about Lena? Where is she? Is she safe? Alive?
I don’t remember drinking or dancing with someone last night. I tried to think harder this time. The party, Lena's worried face, and the gunshot.
Yes, there had been a gunshot last night no one except me had heard it.
‘bang!’
I immediately shot up from the bed but was yanked back again with my restraints. I groaned from the pain of being forcibly yanked back. “Damn these ropes, cursed them to the deepest pit of hell!” I muttered angrily.
Suddenly, I was blinded by the direct assault of the early bright sun from the open window.
“Damn that hurts,” I muttered, closing my eyes to shield them from the unforgiving brightness.
“Your awake.” A deliciously husky deep voice commented.
“Thank you for stating the obvious. I didn’t realize that not until you said it.” I snapped, opening my eyes to see the culprit.
Bad move.
A man. A sexy angry-looking man I might add was hovering above me. Inches away from my now flushed cheeks.
I gulped, he's handsome. Not the prince kind of handsome but a ragged, bad-boy kind of handsome.
I tried to maintain eye contact but damn it's not every day that someone would notice me without the word princess printed on my head for all to see. Not that I would write it on my forehead, though. So I did the most sensible thing a grown woman would do in my current position.
I checked him out.
Yes, I checked him out.
Given his a very handsome man, my eyes wandered down to his oh-so-yummy torso I bet it has at least six-packs or much better, eight packs of hardened muscle.
My eyes then trailed to his bulging biceps, damn those specks can carry me effortlessly. My eyes wandered further, down to the center of his male anatomy.
“What did you see?” I heard him hissed. His warm minty breath touches the crook of my neck making me shiver. He's pure male, the warmth, scent, and aura that has been coming from him prove it.
The heat he created spread through my body like wildfire on a mission of only destroying the small veil of my morality from my own raging wants and needs. ‘Damn, where did that come from?’ I thought, mentally shaking my head to rid of those kinds of thoughts.
“Hmmm.” I moaned unable to divert my eyes from his-
“What did you see!?” He hissed angrily. I don't understand why he was hissing, he could have talked to me normally.
I licked my dried lips and clear the lump of my throat. I still can take my eyes off in his bulging monster underneath those pants. I cleared my throat.
“Your big,” I said in a breathless whisper. Almost inaudible but since he's invading my breathing bubble the words that tumble out from my mouth doesn’t pass through him.
I felt him stiffen as his body turned rigid before standing up on his full height. And what a beautiful view it is. He's big indeed. Then I found his hypnotizing stormy orbs looking directly into my soul. I felt like he's undressing me in his penetrating gaze. The veins on his head bulging from his restraints and just like me his flushed from his needs. I gulped.
This is it.
But before my, my imagination ran further down on a dirty path. He burst in a very angry snarl that I think it took a lot of him to restrain himself from choking me to death.
Oppps.
“What did you just say!?”
“I…erm… your big?” I answered hesitantly.
“Yes! That what you said!” I rolled my eyes at his childish tantrum. Like seriously?
“What did I asked you?” I am impressed he was much calmer now.
“What did I see?” I said in a placating and taunting tone. I know, it would only spell disaster to provoke him. But at the moment, I can't bring myself to care.
“Yes! That’s it!”
“And?” He urged through clenched teeth, still flushed with a visible fury of a lion.
I looked at his lower torso again, eyeing the material that hid his other lifeline.
I felt him followed my gaze down, below his belt. He cursed, a colorful string of profanities comes from his mouth. Then he stormed out of the room closing the door with a ‘bang’.
A moment later I heard the locked click on its place leaving me trapped and hungry with food.
I pursed my lips.
I wonder what I did wrong that angered him so much.
I closed my eyes and think.
Those stormy orbs felt familiar now that the fog from last night almost cleared. Those eyes hold the intensity of everything that happened after I slipped out of the party.
My eyes snapped open as the realization hit me.
Oh, sh*t!
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What now?Right!I need a toilet and fast. I don’t think I could last longer than it already has.“Hey! Ricky, where’s the CR?” I hollered while half of my body was outside the door.“LOOK AROUND YOUR ROOM!” He yelled back from somewhere in the apartment.I did what he said. And there it was, my salvation and the demise of the monsters residing on my now empty stomach. I scrambled to my feet almost tripping in the process.A few minutes later. I am already humming a tune feeling relieved and contented. Like I had been lifted to the air and just float there. I looked at myself in the mirror.Na-ah-ah. Your wrong people.I looked perfect thanks to the very light makeup I applied last night. At least I am pretty while in the presence of the high and mighty devil.“Hah! Take that as*h*ole!” I whispered-yelled in front of the mirror.
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