Gemma had a rough start in life but she eventually managed to make her life what she always dreamt of. From filling the gap between her grandparents and her mom to accepting her father's absence in her life to becoming a successful interior designer...
Dots were dancing behind my closed eyelids and my head was hurting badly. But at the same time I felt kind of......relaxed?
Shuffling a little on the soft surface with an alluring scent wrapped all around my mind I opened my eyes. My eyes first took in the dark blue ceiling above my head which had lights in it in form of cracks so that it appeared that there were cracks in the ceiling through which light was seeping in.
When my vision was adjusted, I shifted my gaze to just a little angle and I swear...............I could not breath anymore.
Right beside me, with his elbow right beside my head which supported the weight of his head and his fingers playing with my hair, was the sexiest man I ever came across in my whole life.
Fair skin, face sculpted through sharp angles, dark hair and those 'Kiss-me-already' lips. A smirk came across them as I stared at them for too long and gosh! How much that smirk suited them!
And then to ruin my trip to heaven, I looked into his eyes and realized that it wasn't heaven..........I was in hell.
Panic wavered across me and with a shriek I did something which is pretty embarrassing to do in front of a man with such looks like him but was the most obvious reaction. With a shriek, I jerked myself away from him, much away to fall from the bed and I didn't stop then and there too.......I kept dragging myself as away as I could (as if it'll really help)
'Calm down, woman!' he said with amusement, both in his tone and his blue eyes, followed by a chuckle.
He got up from the bed and slowly moved towards me. My heart was holding on tight but it could have failed any moment. There was something in the way he walked. He walked like a predator.....a sadist predator who loves to trouble it's prey before hurting it.
He gave his hand to me and I jerked my body back.
'Oh come on! I don't bite!' he said with a touch of dark humour in his tone. I didn't take his hand, instead got up on my own.
I looked around me, the room was beautiful.
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'Where am I?.....And who are you?' I asked him.
He lazily moved towards the two big chairs kept near the glass wall while saying 'You, my beautiful guest, are in the palace of the Southern court.' He sat down on the chair with a smile on his face, studying me. No it wasn't the smile of a good man or that of a normal man. It was fake smile. The same way those people who commit dangerous crimes smile.
How the hell he broke into my Dad's place and took his daughter to the far opposite end?
'And who are you?' I asked again.
He arched an eyebrow with a smirk and then said 'What do I look like?'
I frowned. 'Wha-what do you mean?'
He sighed, rose up from his chair while saying 'Tell me, daughter of Land and Ocean..........' He came closer to me, so close that he could hear my heart beating perhaps.
'......Do I not look as handsome as the Prince of Ionia should look like?' he completed his sentence in a husky tone and my eyes widened.
I backed off.
'You.....You're the evil Exiled Prince?' I asked in disbelief.
'Evil?.....Is that the adjective they use for me?' he asked in amusement while pouring a drink for himself from the table.
'Well if they do then it probably has some truth in it.' he said before taking the glass upto his lips.
After gulping the whole, he looked at me and aske with narrow eyes 'What's your name?'
'Ge-Gemma.' I uttered already looking here and there to find a door to escape.
'A beautiful name for a hot girl like you!' no matter how much flirt or sweetness he poured in his sentences, he didn't actually bothered to hide his sarcasm and hatred for me. He talked so smoothly that......well.....leave it.
He walked upto me and I flinched as he cupped my head 'Now Gemma, I want you to stay like a good girl with me till I sort out things with both our fathers. Okay?'
'I can't stay with you for even a minute more!' I snapped back at him with anger. I know it was not the ideal thing to do but......I am like that- I think after doing stuff.
He didn't yell or do anything else, instead smirked at me and said smoothly in a low musical tone 'Oh I hate you already.'
He backed off and said 'You won't have to tolerate me much. Once I get what I want, you'll be free. But till then you and me, we have to live together in this very chamber. So I suggest that you behave.'
'And would I live here with a man who kidnapped me and even whose name is unknown to me?!' I asked.
'Firstly- because you don't have a choice and secondly......' he grabbed my hand and said before kissing the back of it '....the name's Theseus.'
A man of such beauty and such sexy name had to be this vile creature. Such a shame it was!
'You can trust me, Gemma.' He said mockingly and walked passed me.
He was moving towards the door when I spat angrily 'How can I trust a man who murdered his own bro-'
Before I could finish, I was being strangled down on the bed, my lungs struggling for air while my captor looking down at me with so much anger and rage that I felt sorry for the day I was born. He was fine few moments ago but now looked hell wild.
'This topic is off limits!' with gritted teeth he said, while leaning too much on me. I tried to nodd and after few moments he left me.
He stormed out of the room, lockinh it while I stayed in that very position. Tear slipped down my eye as I realized in what danger I was trapped.
