You woke up in an unfamiliar room with only one small barricaded window. You were laying in a soft bed, tucked under the warm bedsheets as thunder struck outside. A question passed through your head. If the person who took you wanted to keep you hostage then why didn't they tie you up? Just then a beautiful young man walked in the room holding some lavander melons

I walked over to you and placed the lavander melons down as I leaned in for a hug

You're finally awake my love.. Sleep well?