PROLOGUE
"Dammit! They found me!" was the first thought that came to mind when I awoke in a bed that was not my own, in a room I was not familiar with, sleeping beside the guy that was my kidnapper.
I sat up in the bed, rubbed my eyes and yawned only to hear "morning sexy" in a rough voice- the voice of my kidnapper.
He was turned towards me with his bare chest out and with messy hair. He yawned sleepily and scooted closer to me under the covers.
I jumped off the bed and backed away towards the wall, only to find him mimicking my movements.
In seconds I reached the wall and started to walk along it - never taking my eyes off him.
My kidnapper stopped me in my tracks by pushing me up against the wall with one hand, while his other was gripping my waist - pulling my body towards his.
"And where do you think you're going princess?" he said as he started running his hands behind my waist to grab my ass.
"Anywhere that you're not" I said putting both my hands on his chest and pushing with all my strength. He didn't move back at all but rather chuckled and inched closer to me. So close that our foreheads were touching.
"Come on princess, let's go back to bed. Better yet, I could do for a shower" he said in a seductive tone.
I tried not to think of the vile, repulsive things he was thinking of doing with me or worse -to me.
"Are you going to kill me?" I said so low it came out as a whisper.
"Yes, but not at this particular moment" he said casually.
"If you're going to kill me then just do it. Get it done and over with." I said with confidence in a much steadier tone.
"What's the fun in that dear? Torture is so much more…Entertaining than killing. I like to hunt my prey before I devour it." I shivered because he mumbled the last part into my ear.