Mr D'angelo

Prisoner

"You keep making it harder to stay
But I still can't run away. I gotta know why can't you, why can't you just let me go.
Prisoner prisoner
Locked up can't get you of my mind, of my mind. Lord knows I tried a million times, millions times
Oh-woah why can't you, why can't you
Just let me go"
Prisoner by Miley Cyrus and Dua Lipa

Rochelle:

I wake up only to find out that Franchesco is not in the room. How did I not hear him when he woke up? Ugh, I hate this man, do I really hate him? HELL NO.

I try to open up the door only to find out that it is locked. I go to the bathroom and take a quick bath. I get into the walk-in closet and just pick out a pair of leggings and a BTS hoodie.

OH MY WORD! HOW?
Okay let me tell you what just happened. So as soon I got out of the closet and closed the door my eyes landed on a plate with food on the table at the corner of the room. Anyway let me eat first, I am so hungry. I will worry about it as soon as I am full.

While I am eating this delicious food I find a small white letter.

I am sorry my love
Franchesco

I blush immediately, wait why am I blushing. I am not even going to forgive him.

5 hours later.

*sniffing* I am still locked up in here, and I have been thinking about something. The thing is I cannot find it in my heart to get angry at Mr D'angelo. I have been sitting on his king sized bed for 5 hours doing nothing. This is not right, it is totally wrong.

The problem is that everytime I think about him I smile. I cannot get him of my mind. I have tried a million times to get him of. Why can't he just let me go. I just cannot control it now. This man makes me feel things I have never felt before.

He opens the door and my heart speeds up as I see him. Why does he have to look so good all the time?

"Rochelle."

"Franchesco."

He sits next to me. "Are you okay?"

"Would you be okay if you were locked up in a room with no TV, no cellphone, no books, no nothing." I say ask I raise my voice.

"I am sorry, I will never leave you alone my love." He smirks.

"Seriously?" I roll my eyes.

"Do not roll your eyes at me ever again." He says in a dangerous but sexy voice. I don't know how but he just did.

He makes me scared and be attracted to him at the same time.
He cups my cheek and looks deep into my eyes.

"How about we start over and you do not leave, and I won't have to lock you up in here for the rest of your life?"

"Listen up Mr D'angelo, I do not know what is happening in that head of yours but..." I say as I stand up.

He stands up too and I move back as he moves forward.

"But what?"

My back ends up hitting the wall and he moves forward until there is no space left between us.

He is so close to me that his lips are almost touching my forehead. His hand lifts up my chin and now his soft, juicy and plump lips are touching my dry lips.
Ahh just kiss me already Franchesco, this man makes me so weak.

My breathing gets heavy, shit why does my breathing get heavy everytime he is so close to me. I think he has noticed it too because he is smirking right now.

"I asked you a question my dear Rochelle."

Snap out of it.

I push him of off me and he moves back a little.

"Franchesco please just stop whatever this is that you are doing. I do not know what you are planning to do but whatever it is, please just stop and let me go." I say breathlessly.

He chuckles. "But you seem to like it."

"I am not talking about that and you know it." I am getting upset now.

"Oh so you do like it then?" He smirks while lifting up his eyebrow.
Oh boy, he looks even sexier when doing that. Fxck!!

I blush a little. "No. Why would I even like it?"

"Oh really, then why do I see you blushing?"

I say with a serious face. "Okay stop this now, please. You and I need to talk."

I am dead serious now.

He just stares at me and I guess I should say something.

"What is your wife or fiancee going to say about this? What kind of man are you? I am clueless on what you are planning to do with me."

He laughs. Really? Is this a joke?

"Please just let me go, I promise I will not tell anybody about this. I will not tell the cops or even your wife."

He laughs more harder, and he starts looking at me like I am some sort of crazy woman.

I am starting to get upset now." So this is a big joke to you? My life is a joke to you? You think I am being funny? Wow! How does your wife deal with you?"

"Okay Rochelle, stop now please please please please just stop already."
"I do not know who gave you the idea that I have a wife or I am getting married soon but it is not true. You are the only woman in my life right now."

Yes! Yes! Oh my, I am relieved now. No, that doesn't mean anything because he has me locked up in here. Maybe if he lets me go.

"What do you mean I am the only woman in your life, we are not together." But I wish we were. "But someone named Bella came to the store the other day saying she is getting married soon and..." he did not let me finish.

"Wait Bella is my little sister and she is getting married soon oh and I never said we were together I just said you are the only woman in my life Rochelle."

Ouch. I am so embarrassed I do not even know what to say.
And suddenly my stomach starts grumbling, I never thought I would say this but my stomach just saved me from the embarrassment.

"Hungry are we? Let's go eat dinner."

I follow him to the kitchen and I want to try and run but where will I even go because I do not know this place. It is already dark outside and I cannot risk my life like that.

So I guess I'll just yeah..