L was known for being the world's greatest detective, solving famous cases like the BB murder case to currently working on the Kira case. However, everyone around him including Watari didn't know of his deepest darkest secret that could result in the genius being arrested and sent to prison.

L sat in the large living room area of the hotel room he was staying at, all the lights off in the room besides the monitors that he was looking at that gave the room a soft blue glow. He was sat in his usual position, knees up to his chest with one hand on his knee while the other hand was close to his face as his thumb gently traced over his bottom lip as he glared at the screens.

"Let me go!" A voice from a monitor called out, it was you.

L breathed heavier, a wicked smirk spreading across his lips as he looked at the monitor you were on. His deepest darkest secret was you. L had saw you on the TV advertising a perfume, the way it was produced made you look extremely beautiful- most people would of either skipped past the advertisement or watched to till the end because they were interested in the perfume, but not L.

He was completely obsessed with you, he would rewind the advertisment back and play it over and over and over again during the middle of the night when no one was around him. His obsession with you became stronger when you were in the area being interviewed about the bottle's design as it turned out you were the designer. L paused the TV before leaning forward and placing a hand on the screen as if he'd be able to touch you through it, "You're goregous... did you know that?" He whispered as he stared wide eyed at your frozen face on screen. It was then that he knew had to have you all for himself, going as far as kidnapping you from your hotel room and bringing you to a place that he knew no one would ever find you in.

"We've been over this," L spoke into a desk microphone. "I'm not letting you go..."

He watched you in the monitor look up at the camera that had a speaker attached to it, you struggled against the cable ties that bound your hands together behind your back. "Struggling is only going to make things worse for you." He warned into the desk microphone in that monotone voice of his.

You lifted your head to look up at the camera again, sending a shiver of pleasure through him as he saw your expression. "Yeah, keep looking at me like that..." L whispered to himself.

Hours had past and you had shut your eyes to get some rest, but you had opened them when you heard the door to the dimly lit room you were in opening. You weakly turned your head to see L entering the room with a plate of food on a tray, he balanced the tray as he used his foot to close the door behind him.

L walked closer to you before setting the tray down on the ground, then crouching to the ground himself. "I thought you might be hungry." He says, tilting his head slightly at you- completely infatuated.