A tall handsome man entered the room. He was taller than me and had dark hairs. A few strands were falling on his forehead making him more sexier than possible. His eyes were ocean blue. He had thin pink lips. He has got perfectly chiseled jaw.
*wow Mr. sex on legs*
Wait where did that came from. The hell am I thinking. He seems dangerous. Hot and sexy but dangerous. Arghhh stop thinking like that. Is he the one who kidnapped me. What he could possibly want from me ?
" What's your name ?" he asked almost demanded in his husky velevety voice. Damn I am sitting here awestruck.
"I am Elizabeth Waters" my voice sound much more confident than I feel.
He was staring at me continuously and I was hanging my head low. I collected all my courage and looked him in the eye. Challenging him for answers that I am longing to ask.
" Do you know why you are here ?" He again asked.
I shook my head in No. He smiled, a very crooked and evil smile if I might add. He came closer and bend to my level of eye contact. My heart fluttered. My stomach erupted with butterflies. Why am I aroused by my kidnapper.
" You must know your job and responsibilities here . You are a sex slave."