I crouched on the wood floor with my arms folded over one another on the beds silk sheets. I just stared, admiring her features as she slept under the covers. I leaned over a tiny bit and placed a small kiss on her forehead before getting up. I jotted a couple of words down on a note and left it on the dresser. Hopefully she listens, I don't want to punish her..

   Without another thought, I walked out the door, closed it, locked it, and went on my way to meet my father once again.

***now***

   Y/n's pov

   That was a weird dream... I sat up in my-.. my...

   This is not my bed. Where am I?! I can't remember- Wait, Dark! But if I was with him then why am I here? Anti.. Anti, that asshole! Did he do this?

   My unstoppable train of thought stopped when I heard the gentle sound of crumpling paper. When I looked to my right, though, it was a piece of paper being shaken on the small dresser, by a light morning breeze from an open window. I forgot about the letter and walked to the window carefully. I peeked outside to a sight that made me gasp.

   It looked like I was in hell. Anti brought me here so it might actually be worse. I tore my eyes away from the hellish sight (get it?) and looked back at the paper that still shook slightly.

   Curiosity took over and I walked back to the bed side, reached out and grabbed the paper.

   Dear Darling Kitten,

   Take a shower and change into the outfit I chose for you. I will be in my office so knock three times on the bedroom door. The guard will take you there. I'll explain the rules later. Be there before 9:00.
                                   Åñti~

   I looked around for a clock. Luckily there was one right next to the window that I looked out of. 7:26. Fuck. That's a lot of time. I guess I'll take a long shower. And, no I don't want to listen to him but I also don't know what he's capable of. And the fact that he kidnapped me really doesn't help.

   And so I stripped and let the hot liquid run through my hair and down my back.

***

   I felt stupid. I felt stupid for wearing this (pic above). I felt stupid for being here. And I felt stupid for knocking three times on the inside of my kidnapper's bedroom door. So some guard can take me to his office.

   But I knocked anyway and a neatly dressed man opened. And he had four arms, oh dear god. "You are not going to the king looking like that. Come."

    He walked into another room a couple doors down. I followed and was greeted by what looked to be a bunch of slaves from the 1600s. They had me sit down in chair in front of a desk with all sorts of hair products and makeup. They made my hair (curlier/straighter) then it normally is. And put on makeup. Only to take it off right after. My outfit stayed the same unfortunately.

   Once they were done the same butler came and took me Anti's office. He knocked lightly twice and a women opened.

   "oh, sir? Your pet is here. " Pet?! WTF?! I am not a fucking pet to some weird highschool demon-boy.

  "let 'em in, Britzia." Anti's voice called. We walked in and I was greeted by a smug looking Anti sitting on his chair with the back of his hand holding up his head on the desk. The other was just tapping a pen against the hard wood.

   I was terrified, horrified. What about my friends? What about my brothers? What rules?!

   "Leave us," he waved them out and they closed the door, "oh my darling Y/n. Come here. " I hesitated, but listened. He got up and stepped very close to me. He moved hair out of face and put something around my neck.

   "You forgot this."

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Ok I know that that's not a lot but I'm working on another story called 'Straight Men Stripping (septipier)'. I know it sounds dumb but I was bored and decided to do a septipier. So I hope you can wait a little.