Never to Return *Starting up again 1-10-18*

Chapter Three: Electric Wand

Let me start off by saying, the guy standing in front of me was...gorgeous. Actually, no, that doesn't even begin to describe him.

There was no denying that he was handsome. He had sleek black hair, strong jaw and deep brown eyes that seemed like it would make every girl melt right under his stare. Not to mention the fact that he walked into the room without a shirt on. His chest was...wow. Beautiful. This guy wore a silver necklace and on his pants hung a chain. All in all he was the hottest, most godliness guy I have ever seen.

But there was something about him that could make you uneasy if you looked at him too long. His piercing stare was dark and cold and his self assured grin, his manner of walking, the way he talked; it all showed clearly that he was no man to be tempted with. That there was something under the surface, something dark and powerful. Something to be afraid of.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, trying not to sound like I was intimidated by him, which I was, but I would never admit that. 

"Oh, my dear child, I want many things from you," he took a couple of steps back and slowly looked me up and down. I imagine he was undressing me with his eyes. When, I guess, he was satisfy with "what he saw" he continued talking, "but at the moment," he took a step towards me and whispered in my ear. "I simply want your name."That sent a shiver down my spine, and the guy knew it.  

"Why should I give you my name? What do you hope to gain from it?" I asked, gritting my teeth. "What is your name?"

"I want you to hear your name on my lips. Besides I do not think that you want me to call you Kitten the entire time you are here, no do you?" Growling, I narrowed my eyes at him.  The guy  laughed. "Even with your name I will still you Kitten. After all," his eyes shot down to my lower half. "we both know that you have a-" I tried to lung at him, but the chains stopped me. He laughed again. "Well like I said before, you have two choices, to give me your name or I will torture it out of you. As for what I hope to gain from it? Well lets just say I need to know what I can call you. Besides Kitten." He held out hand and said,"My name is Beau. " As if what he did was funny, he laughed. As much as I hate to admit, his laugh was musical, dark, and seductive. A sign he was definitely dangerous. When I get out of these chains, the first thing I am going to do is kill this Son of a Bitch! 

"That's a funny name to give to a child. " I smirked. "You killed my owners. Yes, I wanted them dead, but I wanted to be the one to kill them! You drugged and kidnapped my sister and I. You-" He cut me off.

"From what I have gathered from the family photos, it seems like you are not apart of it. Not one photo of you anywhere in the photo album or in the house. As for kidnapping you and your "sister", which I guess that I what you were going to say, you have none." He paused for a brief second. "Which raises the question: Were you a slave?"

I didn't even answer him. I didn't want to and I didn't have to. So I stood there, chained to a wall, and stared at him. He stared back at me waiting for an answer. A minute went by. Rolling my eyes, I looked away from him. Big mistake. 

The guy smacked me. On the face. Hard. "I asked you a bloody question!" He yelled and grabbed my face. 

I jerked my face out of his grip. My face felt like it was on fire.  Sneering, I lunged at him. The damn chains stopped me from killing him. That pissed me off. The guy took a step back and cocked his head to the side, watching me. Now that  pissed me off even more! I, took a step back, and with all my strength, I lunged at him, hoping to break the chains. When my arms felt like they had been jerked out of their sockets, I knew I failed. When I relaxed, however, I felt the chain on my left hand, weaken. I was able to move my left arm further than my right. That is when an idea popped into my head.