Gloria's eyes fluttered open as she slowly woke up dazed and confused. She sat up on the bead she laid on that had dark red satin sheets and black pillows. She noticed she was wearing a long white night gown that's fabric did nothing to block the cold. Gloria shivered lightly and walked over to a wooden door. From there she looked back around the room she was in. The young girl was in a large chamber with only a bed as its furniture a small fireplace and no windows. Gloria turned to reface the door grabbing the handle and opening the door rather slowly. It made absolutely no noise as she gently pulled it open wide enough so she could fit. Stepping into a large hallway Gloria shivered this time crossing her arms over her chest.

She looked down both sides of the hallway and decided to turn left like something was drawing her that way. Gloria had completely no control over her body as the small pull she felt intensified ten fold with every step she took. Soon she stood before a large door with a beautiful border decorated with a gold color around it. Gloria's hand oh so gently pushed it open and entered without a second thought. She slowly entered a large bed room. This one extremely larger then hers and with more furniture that looked like it was from the 1800s. Gloria's gaze was drawn to the large fireplace, well more like the man in front of it.

The light from the fireplace caused an unearthly glow to surround him. He was tall with pitch black hair that stopped at the nape of his neck. To bad that's all she could see since he had his back to her and was looking deeply into the fire as it slowly burned. Gloria couldn't help but be drawn to this man like a fish on a hook and step deeper into the room. Big mistake! As soon as she was far enough away from the door it slammed shut on its own. With ferocious speed that it caused a loud bang sound to echo off the walls which in turn caused the young teen to slightly jump.

She cast a brief glance at the door before focusing back to the strange man by the fire. He stayed in the same position he was before he showed no seines that he heard the door except for a slight tilt of his head. This kind of unnerved her, a little wondering how he could be so calm and not curious enough to turn and see who entered his room. By the looks of it he seemed uninterested and that really agitated her to no end. Gloria parted her rosy lips to inform him of her presence when he spoke first.

"I've waited an eternity for you my dear Gloria and my, what a long wait it has been." His voice was almost a, deep silky velvet that practically oozed sex. Gloria couldn't help but become dizzy at the sound of it. Wait she snapped out of her daze confused on how he new her name. "Who are you?" she questioned, "and how do you know my name" he let out a deep sigh. Mumbling something along the lines of even your voice is like an angle's. Now Gloria was getting a little creped out and scared thinking that this guy who every "he" was had problems. And she sure as hell was not going to wait till this pervert who most likely kidnapped her tried something.

Gloria turned around speed walking to the door as soon as she tried to pry open the door she cursed. It was locked; she should have seen this one coming. She knew it most likely was the cause of the stranger behind her. She whirled around agitated by the fact he wouldn't let her leave. "Open the door" she demanded with a strong voice of authority that hid the little fear she felt. "I'm sorry but I can not" apologized the man, instantly she stomped over to him about to tell him off when he turned to face her. She stifled a gasp that wanted to escape. This guy was completely gorgeous in her eyes. She was purely drawn to his deep brown almost black eyes that looked down upon her as he towered over her. They were filled with love, compassion, and something else she couldn't identify. By now she was standing about an arms length away from him. She couldn't seem to force herself to move or speak afraid to say something stupid or start drooling. His eyes were just so captivating and she didn't want to tear away from the trance that they had over her.

Aloud beeping noise startled Gloria from her dream, she let out a loud groan as she pulled the blankets off her head. Reaching over she violently punched down on her alarm clock silencing it. Every time she slept she saw him, that man who always haunted her dreams. It was the same dream she had been having since she turned nineteen. One of those, annoying reoccurring dreams that never went away. The only good part about it was the tall eye candy that her mind always supplied her with.