His Captive: A Dark Mafia Romance

11

"Oh my God, thank you," I said gratefully, sighing. "I really appreciate it."

He flashed me a grin. "Do you know whereabouts she was heading?"

"Yeah, to the Smoking Area," I replied.

"Great. I know exactly where that is," he said. "Follow me."

I smiled at him gratefully, following him out of the crowd. We made our way off of the dance-floor, and he made his way towards the staircase, walking up them quickly.

"Just this way," he beckoned, as we continued to make our way up the flights of stairs.

The sound of the music was now out of ear-shot, the crowds dissipated.

There wasn't a soul in sight.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Something didn't feel right about this.

If this was the way to the Smoking Area...

Then plenty of people would be here, right?

"Are you sure this is the right way?" I asked, as I continued climbing up the stairs.

And we reached the stair landing.

"Absolutely," he nodded, and before I could realize what was happening, he grabbed hold of me with such a force...

ThatI could feel the wind knock out of my lungs.