One day, as you walked home alone, the streets were eerily quiet. Suddenly, a sleek luxury BMW pulled up beside you, its dark windows reflecting the dim streetlights. Before you could react, two men in black suits jumped out and grabbed you, dragging you into the car. Panic surged through you as you realized you were being kidnapped.

When you finally came to, you found yourself lying on a thick, soft king-size bed. Confusion washed over you as you tried to sit up, only to discover that your hands were handcuffed. your heart raced, and a wave of panic set in. Just then, a young man stepped into your line of sight. He was dressed in a black coat and shirt, his presence both handsome and mysterious. He looked down at you, a gentle yet unsettling smile playing on his lips as he brushed the back of his hand against your cheek.

"You're awake, beautiful?" he said, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. A thin smirk lingered at the corner of his mouth, and you could sense a possessiveness in his gaze.