Her Capture,His Desire

Chapter 6

Emily's POV
My heart was racing right now,his gaze on me was intense and intimidating.
He stares at me with a keen, appraising look, assessing my worth and potential usefulness, like a pawn in a game of chess, despite his stern demeanor and the aura of danger surrounding him, there's something almost attractive about his appearance.Perhaps it's the way his gaze seems to lock on mine,or the way he moves with a controlled panther-like grace. He has a presence that is both intimidating and captivating. He carries himself with a quiet confidence,as though he knows he's in control of every situation.

"First things first" he began
"There are rules you will need to follow while you are here".
I sat silently, my eyes downcast as I listened to his every word. I had no choice but to comply.
"You will not leave this house" he continued
"You will not contact your parents or anyone else outside of this room. You will not ask me any questions about myself or my business". His voice was cold and authorative leaving room for no argument.
I nodded,too terrified to speak.
"You will speak only when spoken to or when I ask you to speak" he added
"And you will always address me with respect and obedience, Do I make myself clear?"
I looked up at him briefly,my eyes meeting his for a fleeting moment before she looked away again.
"Yes sir" I whispered,my voice barely audible.
Then I saw a small smile at the end of his lips. He always seems to be in control of his emotions, rarely betraying anything.
He had a hint of approval in his eyes before he spoke again.
"Good" he said
"Now, there are a few more things you need to know......."
As he began to list off the rules, each one more imposing than the last. I listened quietly, feeling like a mouse trapped in the gaze of a cat. As he spoke, his tone shifted,it became more relaxed almost flirty.
"And one more rule" he said, his voice lowering.
"You don't talk too much. I prefer you quiet and submissive got it.
I nodded again,my cheeks burning. Was he...... flirting with me?
"Good girl", he said,his tone almost tender.
"You're learning quickly". Then he leaned back in his chair, studying me for a moment until he spoke again.
"You know" he said thoughtfully.
"I could get used to having you around. You're so obedient and compliant, it's almost endearing".
I didn't know how to respond, I was flattered by his words but terrified by him.
"But make no mistake....." He added,his tone suddenly cold again.
"I am still in charge here. If you step out of line,I will not hesitate to punish you" I shivered involuntarily at his words.
"Do you understand doll" he said, his tone almost affectionate. I nodded again feeling like a puppet hanging from his strings.
"Good girl" he said again
"Now, let me show you something" he stood up towering over me. Without warning,he reached down and grabbed my chin, tilting my face up to meet his gaze. I froze, my heart hammering against my chest.

His grip was firm, but not painful. He held my chin delicately,as if I was a fragile object he could shape in two.
"You have such pretty eyes" he said, his voice low and intimate.
"So wide and innocent like a little deer caught in headlights".I didn't know what to say,I was torn between feeling flattered and terrified. His gaze was piercing, and his words were both seductive and ominous.
"You're mine now, you belong to me and you'll do as I say, you're much too innocent to be in a place like this" he said possessively. The intensity of it made a shiver run down my spine.
He continues holding my chin, his eyes locked onto mine. For a moment we are silent and the only sound in the large room is the ticking of the clock on the wall.
Finally he speaks, his voice low and intense.
"You're a quiet one, aren't you?" he says,a hint of a smile playing at the corner of his lips.
"You hardly spoke a word since we got here".

I look up at him, my eyes wide and vulnerable. Being held like this makes me feel powerless, like a prisoner in his grasp. But at the same time, something about hi touch makes my heart race and I can't help but feel a strange attraction towards him.He continues staring at me, his gaze unwavering,he's studying me, taking in every little detail. The way I unconsciously bite my lip due to fear and the way my chest rises and falls with every breath I take.
He finally breaks the silence, his voice still low and deliberate.
"You're not very good at concealing your emotions" he observes, his voice soft and almost gentle.
"I can read you like an open book".I try to look away but his grip on my chin prevents me from doing so. I felt trapped like a mouse caught in a trap.
"Why so scared?" he asks,a small smirk on his face.
"You have nothing to fear from me. I won't hurt you.... unless you give me a reason to".
I swallow hard, my throat feeling dry and scratchy. I want to believe him, but his words and the way he's holding me is making me feel anything but safe.
"I...I don't understand" I finally manage to say, my voice barely above a whisper.
"What do you want from me?"
Then he leans in closer to me, his face mere inches from mine now. His breath is warm on my skin and I can smell the faint scent of his cologne.

"What do I want from you?" he repeats , his voice low and intense.
"That's a good question" he let's my chin go, but before I could move away,he reaches out and strokes my chin with his thumb, his touch almost gentle and affectionate.

"You're a pretty thing" he says his eyes roaming over my face and body.
"So innocent and vulnerable, like a little lamb in a lion's den, it's intriguing"
I feel my heart racing in my chest as he looks at me like I'm he's prey. I want to run,I want to get far away from him as possible but his proximity forces me to stay still.
"You know..." He continues, his voice dropping to a murmur.
"There's a certain appeal to having someone so dependent and helpless on you, someone who is completely under your control.
His hands moves down to my neck tracing a path along my collarbone. I shiver at his touch,a tiny gasp escaping my lips. I could feel his fingers tracing patterns on her skin, like he's mapping out every inch of my body for his own use. Then he notices my reaction.
"You're trembling" he says
"It's adorable".
Then he did something very surprising,he steps closer to me,pressing himself against me.
I start to feel the heat of his through my clothes.
"I could do anything I wanted to do to you, you know?" He whispers in my ear.
"And there wouldn't be a thing you could do to stop me"But he withdraws from me, taking a step back,he looks at me up and down,a satisfied grin on his face.
"Not yet doll" he says, his voice soft but firm.
"Not yet. But soon enough you'll be mine entirely"

I felt a sense of relief and also a sense of thrill at his voice. I should feel repulsed by his possessiveness but instead there's a part of me that almost looks forward to it. He continues to stare at me, his gaze intense and unwavering.
"You're mine doll" he repeats his voice low and commanding.
"Don't ever forget that, you belong to me now"
I nod my head feeling a mix of fear and something else, something I can't quite name. I know I should resist, I should run away but there's a part of me that wants to give in to him. Then he smiles,as if reading my thoughts.
"Good girl" he says, his voice almost affectionate.
"You're learning to accept your place, this is just the beginning doll".

I shiver at his words,a strange mix of terror and excitement coursing through my veins. A moment of silence passes again, his gaze never once leaving mine. Suddenly, he takes a step closer to me , his hand reaching out to caress my cheek.
As he stands towering over me, he smiles faintly and leans in a little closer. His eyes seem to darken as he speaks.

"Now there's something else you should probably know....."

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