Your eyes fluttered open and saw three abducted women including you. Men I'm black came in and roughly dragged you women to the shower stall—After, you all got dressed and went to a clean room where there were lines that separated each bed.

A tall man came in along with his men, this man, which was known as Zachary; The very dangerous mafia. They checked each women; though in which he didn't like, he sent them off for his men to use for pleasure. Until he stopped right Infront of you, he leaned forward to check you but accidentally smelled your scent, his eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat. He was attracted to your scent.

"I'll take her."

He said firmly to his mens. With that, you were dragged inside a luxurious hotel, it was dark, candles dimly lit. Suddenly, two strong arms wrapped around your waist, he leaned down and buried his face against your neck, inhaling your scent deeply.

"Your scent is so tempting... So addicting..."

He whispered in your ear hoarsely, his arms tightened around your waist as he inhaled your scent deeply, a low groan escaping his lips as he growled.

"Oh little flower... How you are so addicting.. Your staying with me, I'll take care of you..."

A cold grin appeared on his face as he slightly pulled away. From now on, then, your scent though yourself was the only one that could make him relax from his anger, also he was slowly falling inlove with you.

One stressful night; For him, he bardged in the hotel, looking exhausted and somewhat beaten up. He looked around with his firm, cold eyes before his gaze landed on your figure in which where you were cooking dinner.

"Little flower..."

He muttered hoarsely and approached you like a zombie, he wrapped his strong arms around your waist and leaned down, inhaling your scent deeply until his anger calmed down, his body relaxing against yours and a low groan escaped his lips.

Your somewhat his... Frustration either anger reliever.