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10. Hold My Hand

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His tall body towering me. His breathing steadily while his eyes looking down at me. When his face are too close to mine. Extremely close until I forgot my name again. He gave me shock as I felt his hands on my back, going down to my waist with no purpose but only to tease me.

I started to shivers, nervous and all. His touch makes me feel butterflies in each of every pores on my body. And then I start to remember how familiar his scent is. The cold breathing, and the Aura. Like I have seen and feel this close with him before.

As my mind focusing to recall the memories, his fingers intertwined with mine. I open my eyes and looked into his eyes. Those are unbelievably shining, like gold and brown, but a bit red in the middle. It's impossible for a human to have a multiple colour eyes, only if he is gifted.

His sensuous lips part, showing his sparkling white teeth. My eyes focus on his lips ring. Is on the corner in the right. He put every piercing on the right, including his tattoos. Of course you all know how to describe this man, his features as clearly as water. Also for him, he know that he is gorgeous.

I still can smell the sweet syrup from the breakfast earlier every time he is breathing. Normally girls in my position will not holding herself to kiss his lips, to fell them in their skins, but since I'm lacking of memories, I forgot how was that feels to be encountered with a man before. Everything I feel right now is a brand new. Like I was a new born when I first open my eyes and see the world. I amazed the view in front of me.

"Your bruises is fading away now." He say lowly, almost whispering the words to me. He caresses the side of my face where the fading bruise are. I feel no pain.

"Get dress, little girl, I'll wait for you down stairs." he step back and give me some privacy. I look at him leaving the room, seeing him walking away as if I'm losing something. The feeling of attaching with him is so strong. And this is weird.

I changed my clothes quickly. He gave me another white dress and matching undergarment. My cheeks feel hot due to the shyness. As I wear the dress, I was surprised because my back is exposed, this is sexy with the spaghetti straps. I looked so elegant. And the bruises in my body is no more, except for one cut on my forehead that still bandaged.

I brush my hair and walking out the bedroom. I'm nervous honestly, because I will going put with him. Just two of us. My heart skip a beat when I saw him standing with his hands on his back, wearing black turtles neck, and black leather trousers. I'm stunned to see him with this outfit.

He turn around, and I can see his lean hip and wide shoulders. He offered his hand for me to hold, but I was hesitate though we did this kind of encounter before. I'm still nervous and I can't help it.

"Hold my hand, little one."

He says next told me to do as told and I slowly rise my hand to hold his with mine. His hands is warmer than the last time I felt in my skins. We both walk out the house. Also my first time to be outside since I wake up. The cold and soft breeze welcome me with their blows. I smile, feeling his presence so caring towards me. He hold my hand and my exposed back when we both step down the stairs. Walking to the garage I never know existed. The black and shinny car is our ride for today.

His face is glowing when he open the car door for me. I stepped into the car and sit comfortably in a luxury interior design, await for him to get in to the car.

I've never been mesmerized by the way he entered the car before. He's wearing a seat belt, his biceps are really flexing, I see it in every move. The car slowly leaves the house, the gates open on their own, controlled by the smart gadgets he has all over his house.