Hazy dream

Chapter 4

Laying in the field of pure white I slowly sat up and tried to regain my sight but found it a bit difficult due to the bright waves of light. But I managed to make out most of my surroundings.

It was beautiful, enchanting, breathtaking and peaceful. You could hear and feel the dulcet wind softly pick up and wisp against your skin and feel at comfort, almost like silver bells.

It looks like winter had already set in but it certainly didn't feel like it, Its more like spring but minus the color, rain and bugs. Truly amazing. A big white field that seemed to stretch forever, calming and It felt like you wouldn't dare choose to leave.

"You've been asleep for a while and I didn't want to bother waking you up, since you looked at peace." A familiar cool husky voice shook me from my thoughts, causing pleasant shivers to run down my back. I immediately turned my head to face the man.

He looked godly but lethal, the exact opposite from the white field. He had chiseled features, dark raven shaggy hair and piercing emerald green eyes that constantly stared right into me. An incredible jawline and stubble and plump kissable lips and stood in a perfect bronze tan at approximately 6'7.

Gladiator straps on his shoulders and ran down to his abs, a long lethal sword that hung low at the the side of his hip. Knee length dark skirt and a black cape that covered his back. He looked as if God himself spent years on sculpting his figure. But was well worth it.

He chuckled lowly, "Do you like the view little flower?"

Instantly I felt heat rush up to my cheeks. Great the Greek god caught you checking him out! I stayed low in the white grass. Now was not the time to gawk at the hot guy!

I looked down at my hands and quickly realized that my wrists were clean from cuts or any scars. My wrist's looked normal, pale and soft. I then realized I wasn't in my normal attire either.

I was dressed in a long black dress but it revealed a bit too much for my taste. It had a big opening "v" on the front of my (non existent) cleavage area and went down almost all the way to my belly button by three fingers. What made it worse was that the material was really thin and I most definitely knew that my breasts were in full view. Well they're really nothing to brag about but still I immediately I brought my arms to cover my breasts from being exposed any further. My breaths turned short and then I started to panic even more.

Where the fuck am I?

What happened?

The man began to take off his cape, revealing his mouth watering six pack and I sinked away in the grass. He didn't seemed fazed by my reaction and he continued to walk towards me. "N-no please!" I cried as I tried to quickly get up. I don't care if the guy is freaking hot, I still value my innocence.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me against him and I squeezed my eyes shut, afraid of what he was going to do to me but then felt his large, warms hands on my shoulders and heard a click.

I opened my eyes and my breath hitched as I saw him working on the other latch on my shoulder that connected with his cape. "I'm not going to hurt you, I'm only keeping you warm flower." He pulled the cape and covered my chest, then walked away from me and sat down a few feet away and I sank back down on the grass, still in awe by his approach.

His cape was warm, soft and smelled woodsy and that easily made my breathing slowly come back to normal. I raised my head slightly and noticed him watching me carefully. His eyes burned with lust and power, as heat rushed to my cheeks once again.

So I'm not the only one looking at ones appearance. That only made the heat stronger.

But Something felt a bit off, like as if all of this feels almost too real, and fake at the same time. "Where am I, what Is this place?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.