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PART 13

You stiffen as the door handle turns and the door swings open gently. A man steps in and your eyes can't help but feel blessed.

His figure is like a god's, built with muscle and an imposing air surrounding him, but also a sort of comfort. He's tall, somewhere around 5'11 you assume.

His clothes are simple, but they look stunning on him. He wears a simple black tshirt and dark blue jeans. A thin gold chain hangs from his neck and his black hair is swooped to one side, showing a slight scar above his left eyebrow. You barely take a glance at his eyes before lowering your gaze.

You hear him chuckle as he steps in the room, coming to sit on the edge of the bed. You can feel his eyes on you, but your eyes remain glued to the sheets, suddenly finding them to be quite interesting.

"Darling, no need to feel embarrassed. I am yours forever." His voice makes your eyes shoot up from the bed immediately, your face in shock. It's the one you heard so many times in your dreams.

He chuckles again. "Why the surprised look, my love? Is my voice really that surprising to you?" His eyes sparkle with mischievous glee at your reaction and you quickly fix your expression.

"No, I just... Never mind..." You stutter out, glancing back down to the sheets. You feel the bed shift and he moves closer to you, gently lifting your chin to look up at him.

"No, please, tell me. You fascinate me, and I am determined to know everything about you. Every thought, every movement, every reason you do what you do." His voice is gentle, but it has a commanding edge. One you were all too familiar with.

"You'll think I'm crazy..." You pull away from him, glancing around at the room. He hesitates for a second before lowering his hand.

He suddenly stands up, picking you up like a fallen leaf before sitting back on the bed with you in his lap, your back pressed against his chest.

"I promise you, nothing will ever make me think that. And even if you were crazy, I wouldn't mind. You're still perfect, my darling." His chest vibrates as he speaks, comforting you. He places a soft kiss on your head and his hands caress yours, tracing over every detail.

"I heard you... in my dreams. Your voice was the same but I could never see you. That's why I was shocked." Your voice trembles a little bit, still unsure of the man holding you. Everything in your body wants him to hold you tight and never let you go, but your brain reminds you that he had used your friend to kidnap you.

"Ah, I see now. I did have dreams of you as well, though mine were much more... devious." He chuckles again, and you can feel your cheeks heat up.

"Aww, your face is so adorable when you get flustered. I'll have to fluster you more often." You almost, jab your elbow into his rib, but your brain stops you. You still don't know what he's capable of.

"Why did you bring me here?" The question bursts out of your mouth before you can stop it. You know it's stupid, he's said why, but for some reason it still lingers around your head like it's been unanswered.

"Why? Well, it's quite simple." He wraps his arms around your waist and shifts you to face him. He holds your chin up, making sure you keep eye contact. "You are mine, and I won't let anything keep us from each other. I need you here in my house, safely in reach where I know nothing will hurt you. Having you in my arms gives me a sense of calm that nothing else can. Does that satisfy your mind, my love?"

"Yes..." You murmur, leaning into his chest. His arms wrap around you and he takes a deep breath, clearly enjoying that you initiated the action.

"I'm glad. Now let's rest for a while." He kisses the top of your head gently and holds you as close as he can, covering you both up with the blankets. You drift off to sleep, warm, and finally feeling somewhat safer that you have in a long time.

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Part 14?