My breathing was deep; I could hear his footsteps walking down the hallway, every step was closer towards me, I was panicking; my heartbeat getting faster and faster.
Oh please don't find me.
I didn't understand why I was his favourite… victim. It was only me, I wasn't beautiful, just plain and average looking.
I was hidden in a storage closet; it was the only hiding place I could think of at the time, when you're running from him you don't have time to think, you just go where your legs take you; as far away as possible.
I will escape him.
I'd tried escaping before, only it was impossible; there aren't any secret exits and the front door is sealed shut, he doesn't leave ever and I'm never alone he's always near.
"Oh Luka, Why are you hiding from me?" His demonic yet alluring voice called to me from the other side of the door.
I will not answer him.
"I know where you're hiding" he whispered through the key hole; sending shivers down my spine.
I stood up, as if in a trance and opened the door. I couldn't control my body it was as if he had me under his spell, I only hoped that I could break free.
"My love" he greeted me with a mischievous grin.
Oh how I wish I could slap that grin of your face.
He pulled me towards him in a forceful yet elegant way.
Let me go.
I had my back to him, I couldn't see what he was going to do next; he knew this scared me.
"Oh Luka, I love your taste" He licked my neck, sending shivers down my spine; I was becoming weak, I couldn't resist him for much longer.
I'm his prey.
He picked me up gracefully, as if I was his duchess and carried me to his chambers.
Do something.
And then he raped me.