Last Elysium

Uninvited Guest

A sense of unease gripped Y/n as the mysterious footsteps drew nearer. You remained frozen in your bed, unsure of what to expect. The quiet creaks of the door and the faint rustle of fabric only served to heighten your anxiety. Y/n tightened her grip on her blanket, desperate for any sign that it was only a dream. And then it happened. The heavy weight of something fell over the bed, nearly crushing you underneath. Y/n's eyes widened in shock and fear as you saw a tall figure of a man lurking in the dark corner of your room, you accidentally pulled him onto you a few moments ago and he just got up and fixed his suit as he stood on the corner again, just watching you like a hawk.

You jolted awake by the sudden presence of a strange and unknown figure. Y/n was still in a daze and didn't know how to process the strange circumstances. The mysterious visitor said nothing and instead just observed Y/n with a blank expression. You remained silent, unsure of what to say or what to do. The tension in the room was palpable as Y/n and the mysterious visitor stared each other down. Suddenly, you gathered up your courage and spoke, "Who are you?", you asked softly. The figure remained still for a while and his captivating blue eyes were staring right at you, his sharp gaze pierced right through your soul and you didn't dare to move a single muscle, then the figure slowly emerged from the darkness, revealing a tall man with a fairly muscular build, he has a dark hair that almost covers his alluring blue eyes and the moonlight illuminated his face and you saw how gorgeous he looks like. You were in a state of fear just a few moments ago but now you're lost to his beauty, just then the man spoke in a deep husky voice, "You're Y/n right?". You snapped out of reality and gave him a slight nod, his calm expression turned into a menacing one, and you got overwhelmed with dread once again.

You wanted to scream but you couldn't as if something was holding you back from doing so. Before you could even utter a word, the man grabbed your arm aggressively and dragged you out of the room, he gave you a death glare which made you shiver and you kept quiet and followed him, you were completely oblivious to what was happening to you right now and you are unable to do anything to resist nor ask for help from anyone around. Both of you exited the mansion and he put you inside a van, he immediately closed the car door behind you and instructed the driver to start the engine and leave the place as soon as possible.

The man then turned to look at you with his cold menacing gaze locked into yours. He spoke again and seemed to threaten you, "You better shut your mouth and behave or I'll end you here right now, understood?". You gulped out of fear and nodded in response. He leaned back against his seat and adjusted his tie before speaking again, "Good girl".

You both arrive in a remote place, it is a fancy villa located somewhere outside of the city. You then entered the place and you noticed that there were luxurious furniture and items around the house and he asked you to wait in the living room. Y/n sat down on the couch and waited for the man to return and after a few minutes, he went back and sat across from you with his legs crossed. He took a quick glance at your body and then at your face before speaking in his usual deep voice, "Did Damien force you into an arranged marriage?". You were caught off guard for a while, he didn't even bother to introduce himself first instead he was straightforward about his words and you wondered about the things that had been going through his mind at the moment. "H-how did you know? And who are you?", you asked politely. He chuckled a bit and looked at you again, "I'm his business rival, I'm Michael Everett, are you scared of me?", he smirked and seemed to mock you. "K-kind of...well it's nice to meet you, why did you bring me here?", you asked like a naive little girl. "Don't worry sweetheart, I don't bite", he smirked at you and it made you feel unease. "Well I must say, Damien has good eyes for pretty things, I want you to become my fiancée and ditch that bastard Damien, name your price". You are too stunned to speak but then you decide to reject him in the most polite way possible, "I'm sorry but I refuse the offer, I already made a promise and I signed the contract so there's no way that I could escape from him that easily and I'm not interested in anything, not even money, I agreed to Mr. Miller's requests out of my own will and if you're plotting something against him and use me for your own convenience then I politely refuse it". You let out a small sigh as you finished your statement and you hoped that he'd understand your perspective and consider your reason.

His eyes widened a bit and his facial expression turned into a scowl. He spoke in a deep and cold tone, "You rejected my proposal, eh? Sorry but I don't take no for an answer, you'll be my wife whether you like it or not and there's nothing you can do about it 'cause you're inside my premises and Damien doesn't even have any idea about your whereabouts". A devilish grin appeared on his face and you tried to run away from him but he pulled you back and blocked your way as he took a few steps closer to you before he cupped your chin with his rough hand and forced you to look into his eyes. "There's no point in running away from me princess, you're just wasting your time and energy, just give up already", he whispered into your ears and smirked at you, he then pulled away to take a closer look at you and before you even knew it, he pinned you against the wall and you felt scared of what he might do to you.

"Shh, don't be scared, I'm not gonna hurt you, just trust me alright?", he said in a spine-chilling voice and you just looked at him with pure terror in your eyes. He leaned closer and somewhat tried to provoke you and you couldn't help but stare at his gorgeous blue eyes but you realized that you were getting distracted. Your faces are just a few inches away and you can feel his breath brushing against your face and neck, but then a sudden banging on the front door can be heard. "Fuck!", he cussed and grunted out of annoyance and looked in the direction of the sound.