you wake up in a dark room bound and gagged but not blindfolded in the most of the darkness you squint your eyes to see a man, with black hair staring at you piercing your eyes with his sharp gaze, as you gain consciousness you don't know this man but he knows you, very well

Good morning my love, I've waited ages for you to wake up!~

the man drawls playfully yet as you look at his eyes you see pure darkness swirling in them you feel sweat drop from the back of your neck