Phoenix "Nix" Greer has only been an appraiser's apprentice for 2 weeks. She gets invited by her boss to attend a gala for a museum that is revealing their newest addition. While there, she meets an extremely handsome man, who says he and his associ...
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My head was pounding as I rolled over, smushing my face into the pillow. 'oh my head... no more champagne for me... wait-' My thoughts immediately stop as my eyes pop open. Shooting up quickly on the bed, I immediately regret it as I felt nauseous. "What? Where am I? Fuck, this hurts." Mumbling to myself, I scan my surroundings.
In the room, I was laying on all black sheets with a matching heavy black comforter draped over me, the curtains letting minimal light in. The queen sized bed pushed against the grey colored wall adorned with band posters, cold radiating off them making me shiver. Pulling the blanket higher onto myself, I scrunch up my face in confusion. Looking under the covers I see that I'm only in my black lace bra and panty set. Blushing furiously, I frantically look around for my dress. 'Oh god... Oh god!'
Next to the bed is a mahogany-colored nightstand. A pile of folded clothes sits upon it with a piece of paper sticking out between them. Quickly, I grab them and yank the note out to read it. My brain going a mile a minute in my increasing panic.
Hey little bird, hope you slept okay. I know you're probably freaking out right now, but don't worry, nothing happened. I didn't think you'd feel comfortable sleeping in that beautiful dress so yes, I did take it off. I am a gentleman though. I found some clothes that should fit you. I'll be in to see you soon. -Chan
P.S if you don't want to wear the clothes, that's fine too. I certainly wouldn't mind.
I scoffed at the note and tossed it to the side, throwing on the navy shirt and grey sweatpants as quickly as possible. They fit decently well if not a little long and baggy in places. My bare feet touching the cold hardwood floor, I pace to the door and try the handle. To my surprise, it opened. 'That was a little too easy. If I kidnapped someone, I would've locked it. Do they really think I wouldn't try to run?'
They would be wrong.
Peaking my head out the door into the hallway, I notice other doors lining the wall along with ornate gold frames encasing elaborate oil paintings of flowers and landscapes. There's a staircase at the end, I can see. Leaning back in, I take a deep breath. 'I can do this. Just have to make it to the stairs and find a way out.'
One more big breath and I sprint out the door. Straight into a fucking wall!
Falling back, I brace for impact. "Woah, there birdie. I told you I was coming to see you. Just couldn't wait, could you?" Chan chuckled, his arms around me. Smirking, he steadies me back on my feet. "You weren't trying to run, were you?" he sticks out his bottom lip in a mock pout. Pulling away, I start backing away slowly into the room. Step by step, he follows me until the back of my legs meet the bed and I fall onto it. He kneels before me and smiles softly. "I'm sorry it had to come to this. You see, I- we need you here." His voice soft as he reaches a hand to cup my cheek. I tear my face away, biting my lip and whispered "Why? Why do you need me? What use am I to you? You've only just met me!" Tears are welling up in my eyes as my voice becomes louder. I'm frustrated and confused.
