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POV :  Omniscient

Standing before the glass mirror , he scrutinizes every detail of  his reflection ,  as if something might have morphed . His mind and body have always felt detached.  The more he observes , the more the coldness drenching his core becomes more apparent . He brushes with his thumb  the teensy scratches he earned on his knuckles while caughting that  kitten lying on his bed. Although  seizing her was a walk in the park for him , He  couldn't help but being amused by her willfulness. It made her more desired in his eyes. 

Though he still can't quite word out why he attempted such a hasty decision , he knew he wanted her  , no matter  what the consequences were going to be upon kidnapping her and  for him it was the perfect opportunity .

Despite sleeping in his private jet, the exhaustion of the lengthy flight  and his work started to wear him out. His head started aching  so he loosens his black coarse hair that falls without a hitch on his broad shoulders . He brushes his manly , peppered stuble before he removes  his silver rings placing them in a marble oval jewllery box and leaving but his chain with wolf's canine tooth hanging.  While a torrent of heat surged through him, He strips from his clothes to find that his body was indeed blistering and he was fully turned on after he approached the feeble creature he snatched a day ago.

Every devil in him enraged and  a violent storm of cravings unleached within him . His whims to taste her soft skin , to be within her , to absorb her existence were unbearable.He never was able to disregard her after  the  sinister feelings  she spawned in him when he met her in that club. Her kisses were different, her touches were light and daring, her smile was mechanic yet enticing. If it was to be for  an ordinary person , they wouldn't be able to catch the glitches. What she was doing was faultless. She executed every action effortlessly, enchanting him like a siren, luring him in with her beauty.

Up to that point,  He was  driven only by his sexual hunger that was increasing with every passing moment . Upon declaring his dominance ,She submitted painlessly.He began to sense her vulnerability  inflaming his somber character  as she relinquished.  The interaction intensified , the black hole within her  was pulling him hard .Something in her caused Him to slowly lose command over his action. Which was nothing but provoking to him. He felt an undesirable attraction. Something he never was familiar with. He let her go, crying.

If she was like any other girl , she would've been going with her life now. However , she was different.  A cold caprice to keep her to no one but himself was eating  by  the day.

He slips under the cold water trying to tame his wildness. He finishes and rolls a  balck towel around his lower body  and he walks half naked to his dressing room. Tired from the business he dealt with today, he approaches his king sized bed, and he lays on the opposite side of where Rose sleeps. She was sleeping like an angel. The angel and the demon on one bed. A stark contrast.

03:02 Am

POV :  Rose.

I'm going to die.

I woke up dizzy , beads of sweat  meander my chest , my head was heavy and all of my muscles sored. What happened?

The sequence of events came rushing in without hesitation and without mercy . I was utterly frightened for my life.However this time i woke up  resolved on not surrendering. I need to get the hell out of here and fast , particularly when I'm still unnoticed.  The dancing flames in the firebox emitted a glow, illuminating the room and making the surrounding discernable.