"Didn't your parents teach you not to involve yourself with a Stranger. It could be dangerous"

"You're mine"

"Come back here y/nnn!!"

"It's been a while baby girl"

"Let's go home love"

My eyes opened with a piercing sound and sharp thud and I found myself panting hard. But all I could see was darkness.

Where am I?

And then it hit me. All at once. Like those black and white memories. My headache wasn't helping at all and the fact I was tied was another thing.

I tried to move but I was cuffed.

I tried to shake whatever was tied on my head to cover my eyes but it won't even move.

And then I stiffened upon that scent. His scent. The feeble sound of his footsteps. "Don't move a lot or it'll hurt" I wanted to scream curses, pull his hair out, punch him in the face.

That,

motherfcker it hurts even if I don't move.

But I realised I was in no position to do that. Not now when I was tied as if I'm a wild animal so I simply waited for him. And a few moments later I felt him close- very close to me.

His breath fanned my lips. His heat radiating to mine. His proximity sent shivers down my spine. His addictive scent makes me weak.

"Don't feel too pleased the police will find me"

The caressing acting of his fingers stopped for a moment and I felt him disclose the proximity until our lips brushed against each other.

"And who will report to me?"

Now his lips were coming closer to my ear and I could feel it. I swear I was holding in my breath the whole time.

"You don't have any family and I got that crazy friend of yours"

My pupils dilated when I processed his words and struggled to move away from him. He should be disgusted but he keeps dominating me.

"Suzy? What did you do to her?"

I tried to keep my voice calm but instead came out like a shaky breath. He didn't disclose the proximity this time and simply responded.

"Nothing .... yet" I could feel the playfulness in his tone and wanted to punch him on his face so badly but damn it'd be a pity to ruin that handsome face.

"Why are you holding her hostage huh? You wanted me so here I am" My cheeks heated a bit with his soft chuckle. Y/n you need to get back in your senses .. noww!

"Love the world doesn't work like this. It's all give and take"

Now he was again beside me playing with my hair and I let him. I can't stop him anyways.

"So ... what do you want?" My words are calculated.

"You need to sign some papers and I'll let her go" He tucked a few strands of hair behind my ear.

"What .. papers?" He wants my property?

"That's none of your concern" Gawd this annoying shit.

"And how would I know you let her go?" If you want to make a deal, then let's do it Mister.

"I'm a man of words" I unconsciously shivered at that. That sounded genuinely sincere.

"And if I don't sign the papers what will you do?" You ought to see every angle of a picture right.

"You know better what I can do. You've witnessed it twice" I gulped.

"Seems like I've no choice" I spoke in a low tone.

"There was never one" His words were hushed but I could make it. Then his warm breath on my face was gone for a moment and something was placed on my lap.

"I can't even read it?"

"No love" And he handed what felt like a pen in my right hand and directed it to the place to sign.

Should I or shouldn't I?

I contemplated for a moment. For Suzy who'd always been there for me whenever I needed a shoulder to cry on, whenever I needed a soul to rely on. This is for her.

I squinted my eyes tightly and signed without a second thought. I didn't know what it would bring but I had a feeling my life's gonna go downhill.

"Lovely" I could make out that he was pleased. "I'll be back wait here" He pecked my cheek before leaving and yes for a moment I did feel butterflies but again he's a fcking killer for God's sake.

I heard the sound of his footsteps, the thud of the door followed by pure silence. At this point I could hear the tick ticking of the clock.

I moved around a bit to know where I actually was. It should be a dirty basement or a cellar or something of that sort right. But then again why is it so soft?

Am I perhaps on a mattress or something?

I put my hands on work though I was tied and then caught something. Something plush and soft. A pillow? That's what it felt like. I touched the surface under me.

Something soft and furry. A bedsheet?

Am I on a fcking bed?

And then the thud of the door made my whole body tremble. Why am I on a fcking bed? What were those papers? And why am I cuffed and blindfolded?

Wait ... no fcking way.

His footsteps were heard and crawled back. This fckin psychopath seems like had planned a hot night. So he wanted .... my body?

The next moment I felt the bed dipping. Suddenly a hand on my ankle followed by a peck? WHAT THE FUCKK! Did he just kiss my ... eojekeessosioseosojo

And then with a single drag I was under him I could feel it. His body heat, his hot breath, his addictive scent. It felt like time stopped. I was biting my lips holding on my breath.

And then out of the blue his face dipped in my neck and hands around my waist. My eyeballs felt l

ike they'd drop out and my whole body was on fire.

"Don't move love" was what he said while pecking my neck.