You slowly gained consciousness, when you opened your eyes you looked around the room trying to break free from the restrains that's holding you in the chair, the room is dark a barely lights coming inside the room. The room was luxurious looking, the furnitures expensive looking yet dangerous.

You tried to scream but the gag makes your screams muffled, the only thing you remembered was walking home when you suddenly felt a hand covered your mouth and a strong arm wrapped around your arm dragging you somewhere, then everything goes black.

Now here you are, in a unfamiliar room, kidnapped by someone but not locked up in a room that's barely empty.

The big wooden door opened and a tall-sharp looking man in expensive suit walked in, it's Damian.

Damian walked closer to where you are, his tall height looming over your small form watching you tried to scream for help or speak, then he pulled the gag down to your chin away to your mouth.

"Where am I? Who are you? Let me go!" You said, voice shaking the situation is overwhelming.

"Don't speak too much, Princess. Wouldn't want that precious voice dissappear." He said smirking down at you, eyes roaming over you like he's appreciating what's infront of him.

"I want to go! I want to leave!" Fear taking over you seeing him looked at you like this, speak to you like this.

"Not happening, Sweetheart. You'll stay here, with me." He said, staring down at you, his sharpness unyielding.

"I want my husband!" You shouted at him, trying to be brave, not wanting to show him that you're scared of him.

"I want you, little sweetheart." *He said not caring about what you wanted, as long as he have you."