Tied to a chair, she was crying continuously while wiggling on it. Her eyes were blindfolded, and her mouth was covered with a piece of cloth. Her hands were bound with ropes to the chair's arms. Two guards, dressed entirely in black with their faces concealed by black masks resembling veils, stood on either side of her, keeping watch as per their boss's command. She was unable to process anything happening around her. After crying a lot, she began to feel nauseous as her heartbeat slowed down. Various negative thoughts crossed her mind. Feeling helpless, she placed her head against the chair's back and closed her eyes beneath the blindfold.
After a while, she heard slow but terror-filled footsteps approaching, and detected a strong scent through her covered mouth. She got afraid but inside, she began to collect some courage to face her worst.
As the footsteps approached her, her heart skipped a beat with fear, but the strong scent brought her some unknown comfort. It made her feel better, yet it also hinted at the person's luxurious personality with its smell. She flinched when the scent reached her nostrils so closely, sensing someone near her, but she didn't raise her head, knowing she couldn't see anything.
?: The view is really heart touching in front of my eyes. "The person said in a calm tone while dragging a chair from beside the table to Jenna's right side, then positioned it in front of her and sat down, crossing his left leg over his right. she felt scared as his voice exuded terror and dominance. All of a sudden, she snapped back into her senses and raised her head abruptly.
She shook her head, feeling frightened by the person so close to her, as he emanated a terrifying aura. He silently looked at her as she struggled to free herself, but feeling defeated, she suddenly started crying, and a muffled sound escaped her mouth as she was unable to take a proper breath.
?: Are you not feeling well in my prison? "He asked, a devilish smirk engulfing his face. She shook her head as he chuckled".
?:Do you want this cloth to be removed from your mouth? "Then he asked again, while ordering his man to remove the cloth, knowing she would nod in response, and she did so. The cloth was removed from her mouth, and she took a deep breath.His gaze fell upon her delicate, pink, soft lips, reminiscent of those of a doll, yet now trembling.
?: Now tell me, how are you feeling in my prison? "He asked another question, straightening his posture as she parted her lips, feeling scared to speak".
JENNA: W...who..a..are you? "She stuttered as he chuckled, looking at his men standing like statues beside her on both sides".
?: Your destiny, "He responded without hesitation, as she gulped hard".
JENNA: God forbid! "She mummled under her breath, "Look, I don't know w..who a..are you, so please just tell me Why did you bring me here? "Then she asked him with fear, her tone cold, as she was trying to act normal and didn't want to worsen the situation".
?: Because I like things to be in their right place, "He said in a formal tone, as she cursed him under her breath".
JENNA: Look, I am nothing to you, nor am I a thing. Place your belongings in the right place, not those who don't even know you. "She spoke in her childish voice, her lips trembling, her words bitter for him, yet her tone soft."
Hearing her, he got up from the chair and kicked it backward harshly, causing her to flinch.
?: If you want to save this dear life of yours, then shut off this fierce mouth, or you will see my worst."He said, rubbing his forehead in anger as her words triggered him. He spoke in a warning manner while standing in front of her, causing her courage to suddenly drain. She started to cry, feeling upset, as her eyes were still blindfolded.
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Mystery / ThrillerThe Story is all about A well recognized mafia king who is not used to tolerate anything against his will. Death for deniers. A loose temper and mad person. Takes revenge and destroys. Possessive, Dominant, Fearless and everlasting. "A man of words"...