Taken

Victoria's POV

I felt my heart pounding with excitement as he wrapped me with the towel and carried me in his arms. This feels so good that I prayed never to wake up if it were to be a dream.

He made me sit on the bed, went to his drawer, took out loose underwear and put it on before taking out a big shirt.

I met eyes with him as he walked up to me, but quickly I nervously looked away as I felt a familiar feeling in my stomach, which I knew what it meant.

He squatted before me, took off the tower from my body and put the big shirt on me. He held my shoulders with his two hands and stared directly into my eyes like he was trying to read through me.

“Are you hungry,” he asked.

“No,” I whispered.

“Do you feel pain anywhere?” he asked again.

“No, I'm fine.” I flashed him an assuring smile, which he returned.

“Okay," he kissed my head and made me lay on the bed.

''I'll be right back.” he said, and covered me with a blanket before leaving the bed.

He went to the door, opened it, and left th