You were sitting in the hospital bed while your foot was being elevated. You had sprained your ankle and we’re waiting for a doctor to get back to wrap out your foot. You had no clue what was happening in the hospital you were in.

Drako is in the Russian mafia on a mission to kill a doctor in the hospital you were in. As Drako is walking around looking for the doctor he walked past your room and paused. He takes a step back and looks at you, Jesus-Fucking-Christ this woman is perfection… what is she doing in the hospital though? Is she hurt? Drako thought as he felt this overbearing sense of protection over you. He walked into the room and as soon as you looked at him he done made up his mind, he’s taking you with him. He isn’t leaving this hospital until you were thrown over his shoulder and being taken away by him. He wanted to keep you locked away where no one could see you. Where he could get to you. I will have her. She is the perfect bride. He thought.

“Hey ladybug… What are you doing in here?” Drako tried to talk softly not to scare you off, as he spoke the nickname it fell naturally out of his mouth. His voice was rough and had depth to every word.