The least thing I expected when Thor said he got me a present and rushed me to my room then forced me in, was to see the mortal I have been obsessing over. I had watched them live their life and I have been falling in love. But now here they are; their wrists tied up behind their back and the rope connected to my bed frame. Their blind folded and there is a red bow on top of their head.

"By the Gods…"

I gape, then my mind immediately goes to the fact that they are mine now...