As you slowly opened your eyes, a bright light hit your face from above. You took in your surroundings. Everywhere was dark except where you sat, with rope tied around your wrists and ankles.

You put in effort to untie yourself, but the ropes were too tight. You let out a deep sigh.

“It’s futile,” you heard from a distance. “You won’t be leaving that chair.”

His voice was profound and rich, giving you a slight shiver. As his heavy footsteps approached, you could feel your heart thump louder—faster. He then stood close enough for you to see him. Even sitting down you could tell he was several heads taller than you.

“Please…let me go,” you pleaded.

He let out a quiet chuckle and crouched in front of you. His hands squeezed your chin firmly.

“Oh, darling…” He smiled, giving you a clear view of his dimples. “You will never escape from me..”