Tivan looked at me longingly. "You have been brought here to suit me and my needs. Do you understand?"
"No." I warned. "I want to be set free! Goddamn you, whoever you are!"
Tivan sighed, as he let his fingers slip through his tall, thick blond locks. "My dear, I'm afraid I can't let you go. You see, I have paid a great deal of units for you to be brought to me."
I gaped at him in horror. "You can't be serious."
Tivan closed in the gap between us, tilting my eyes to peer into his round shaped brown orbs. "I am quite serious, my beauty."
"But I'm a nobody! An insignificant human...why me?" I shrilled.
The Collector sighed heavily. "Cassie, you are very special to me and my collection. I need you."
"How do you know my name?" I asked, petrified and confused of the information Tivan had of me. A total stranger knew all of this about me?
Tivan seemed to tire of my questions. He sighed again, looking over me quickly before answering. "Cassie...short for Casablanca. A beautiful city, a beautiful name for a beautiful...girl."
"Stop!" I screamed, defiantly trying to get out of his gaurds grasp.
Tivan snapped his white gloved fingers together, signaling the guards. "Take her to the north wing of my residence. My attendant Elysia shall prepare a room for her."
"You'll be sorry for this! I'll make you so sorry, Tivan!" I threatened.
He cast a final glance at me letting a sigh out before turning and heading back toward his museum.
