Abducted

2. Nameless Face

Her vision was blurred when she finally opened her eyes after being passed out for around four hours. She looked around her surroundings in a fright. As the realization that she was back in the inky basement she had been trapped in for three months she suppressed a sob that was calling to escape. Her wrist burned as she pulled on them. They were tied once again only this time in thicker rope.

"Hopefully you won't be able to use your teeth on this rope to free yourself." Her head snapped as the familiar voice got closer and closer to her. "Amelia." Her name rolled from his tongue as he accented her name in Spanish. Bile rose from her throat at the sickening sound of her name. She never thought she would hate hearing her name be pronounced by another but hearing it come for his lips made her want to cut her ears off.

She kept silent as he roamed his thumb along the side of her jaw until he reached her neck. His sickening touch made her flinch to her core.

"Such an angel you are."

Amelia moved her head to the side avoiding the mans face. She was tired of hearing his complements about her.

He stepped back after gazing hungrily at Amelia's shaking body. He looked at her intensely before saying, " What shall we do to you for your misbehavior, Amelia?" He cocked his head to the side and waited for her response that he knew he would never get.

He then left to a far corner where his wall of torture was located.

Amelia let out a small whimper as she saw him choose what her present for her doings would be.

3 Months Earlier

People chatted with each other as soft classical music played in the background. Amelia stood next to Kimberly as both chatted away about Amelia's article she had written on how to spend spring break.

"My dear sister."

Both Amelia and Kimberly looked over at the soft voice that spoke.

Angelica walked over to both friends with a smile plastered on her beautiful face. Her name practically explained how she looked. She was like an angle. Although Amelia and her looked very much alike Angelica no longer looked like a child. She looked like a woman. She was one at the age of twenty-five. She wore a fitting navy gown that complemented all of her curls. Her brunette locks were curled to perfection.

As she walled closer to the pair of young ladies Amelia finally took notice of the man her sister had her arm in laced with.

His dark hair was pushed back and his piercing dark eyes where staring at Amelia's own honey ones. He was wearing a fitted black suite that complemented his body figure.

Amelia coward under his gaze and looked back at her sister.

"Hello. You look lovely Angelica."

Angelica let go of her fiance's arm and pulled her little sister into a tight embrace. She was happy to have the comfort of someone she knew. Ever since she had moved in with Sergio she had felt isolated due to the lack of social activities she could engage her self in at his penthouse.

"I missed you so much," Angelica said. She finally let go when she could feel Amelia's body having a hard time in taking breathes of air.

"It's only been a week." Amelia aimed up at her sister.

"I know but it's felt like forever." Angelica turned back to go back to the company of her fiance only to find he was gone. "Sergio must have gone to talk to some of his friends."

Amelia could tell the sad expression that crossed over her sisters face.

"What's wrong Angel?" Amelia asked as she brought her in for a hug.

"It's just I want to try and at least get to know the guy, but he's always ignoring me. I still don't get what father and mother saw in him that screamed potential husband. He seems to always be away or busy with work." Angelica confessed to her sister.

Kimberly looked at the siblings having a intimate moment as her cue to leave. She instantly did when they went in for another hug. She left in means to get another drink for herself.

"It's all going to be alright." Amelia held Angelica a little while longer until pulling away. "Don't you dare mess up you make up because of crying, okay?"

"Okay," Angelica said as a giggle escaped her.

~

As the night passed by Amelia could not get over the fact that someone had been staring at her. Whenever she would look around to see if she could find the eyes making her feel violated she would find no one. She felt as if she was going crazy. Could she have been imaging the feelings?

She took a glass of wine from a waiter that passed by with a tray and sipped it as she lifted her eyes once again. When that unease sensation started to build up in her again. She was surprised when the culprit she had discovered was Sergio, her sisters fiance. She looked back down at her glass.

Could he be the one that had been staring at her since the night started?

When she decided to once again lift her gaze she came face to face with a handsome young man.

"What's a gorgeous girl doing all by her lonesome self," said the emerald eyed stranger.

He was hands down a gorgeous man himself. His strawberry blonde hair was in a bed head due that made you want to run a hand through it and his soft eyes looked at you with such innocence that you'd think impossible. He stood tall and proud as he flirted with the short beauty in front of him.

"Just enjoying the view." Amelia looked down as a blush invaded her cheeks.

"Well it is just a very nice one isn't it." A small giggle escaped her lips as the man went along with her embarrassing line.

She looked up to find his eyes roaming her face in look of something.

"What?" She asked as he continued to do it.

He stopped when her voice made its way to his ears. 

"Nothing," he responded.

Amelia chatted with the stranger for a bit about the engagement party. All she had learned from him was that he was a friend of Sergio's. When he finally left it crossed her mind that she had not even caught the man's name. He was a nameless face to her.