His Toy (Book #1)

Striking Problems

I lay there, sprawled out on my bed. It was only four o'clock in the morning and I had only gotten an hour or two of sleep.

Questions still burdened in the back of my mind about the whole Luna title. Then there was the problem between Mason and I...

Could I fix this?

Suddenly there was a loud crash downstairs. I sat up in my bed immediately. Who the hell was up at four? No one, not even the kitchen staff was up this early.

I let curiosity get the best of me, and scooted to the edge of my bed and very slowly and quietly slid off. I carefully walked down the stairs, making my way to my bedroom door. Reaching for the doorknob, I hesitantly took hold of it and twisted slowly, hearing the mechanism inside the lock click back; therefore, unlocking the door.

Opening the door slowly, I peeked my head out into the hallway, looking left, then right, then left again. Once I deemed it safe, I crept out into the hall and started for the main stairway.

Halfway down the hall I heard rustling in the kitchen. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Who in the world was down there?

As I reached the end of the hall where it opened, for the stairs, I stopped, pressing my back against the wall like a ninja. I stealthily looked around the corner and down the stairs just in time to see a dark figure coming out of the dark kitchen and into not-so-lit 'lobby'.

I quickly receded from looking and fully pressed my body against the wall.

Are we getting robbed?

I closed my eyes, took and deep breath and then dared to look again. When I did, I regretted every single bit of it. Whoever this was was now climbing the stairs; coming straight for me.

My eyes widened in fear, and I thought of my options.

1) Go back to my room and hide in my closet, hoping I don't get found.

2) Dart across the open hall (right in front of this dude) and run to Mason.

3) Stand here and get killed because I'm an idiot and had to think of options when it was clear what I had to do.

Well, I guess I had picked option number three, but time to pick again.

Without honestly thinking, I darted out into the open...

... Did ya'll think I'd pick the safe option by running and hiding? Ha! Nope, I'm an idiot. Anyways back to the story...

I came face to face with the robber. His hands reached out for me, causing a scream to escape my lips. I twisted my body to try to dodge the threat, but failed when I tripped over my own two feet, landing on the floor at the feet of this person.

Shit. . . .

"Mason!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, but my attempt to get his attention was cut short when a blow was delivered to my side.

I coughed and tried to inhale which resulted in another coughing fit. My hand went to my side and held, while I lay there, gasping, trying to catch my breath and calm down for another attempt.

As soon as I opened my mouth to scream again, my hair was grabbed in a handful and I was yanked up off the floor. A small shriek left my mouth as a gag was put in place, sealing off any hopes for another attempt.

Suddenly I got an idea and smirked to myself. Hopefully this would work.

I took a deep breath and then struck out with my legs, connecting my foot with the side of his knee. As soon as I heard the snapping of bones, I knew I had hit with enough force.

A scream erupted from his mouth and he fell to the floor, letting go of my hair, and giving me the perfect opportunity to get away.

As I was standing to run, I saw his hood had fallen, giving me the perfect chance to see his face. Shock rippled through me and I stumbled backwards, holding onto a small table that say against the wall, holding a vase of flowers. The vase fell and shattered on contact with the hard wood floor.

Suddenly he stood, but instead of coming for me, he fled down the stairs as quickly as he could and out the front door, setting an alarm off.

Within seconds everyone was out of their room and surrounding me asking if I was okay. My legs gave way, sending me to the floor. All I could do was blindly nod my head while I sat there and stared at the door.

What the hell...?

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