As you were walking back home after a late night shift, you felt someone behind you. Before you could turn around to see, you felt a damp cloth against the lower half of your face.

Everything went dark.

You slowly woke up, your mind dazed as you tried to take in your surroundings. You were tied up in the backseat of a car.

The man behind the wheel had raven hair, styled into an undercut, pale skin, and deep-blue eyes.

He had kidnapped you.

“Morning, pretty girl. Mind if I smoke?”