"No!" I gasp sitting up from where ever I was laying instantly causing my eyes to shoot open.
Roaming the dark room I was in I begin to panic within me breathing heavily.
"Relax, there's no one that can hurt you in here" a voice states calming me down a bit.
I then realize I'm not just seated anywhere.
I'm seated on someone's lap.
His arms were tightly and warmly wrapped around me.
My hands that were once gripped onto his jacket loosened up a bit.
"Where am I?" I ask my vision still blurry and my head a bit dizzy.
"In a car. I'm taking you home" the voice informs.
Looking up, I saw him.
It was him.
I couldn't believe it!
It was my.....hero.
My cheeks burned up as I tried to examine his face in the dark.
"How do you know where I live?" I question.
"I don't, I'm just driving far away from that place so he won't get to you" the voice states.
"So where do you live?" he asks.
"I-I don't know" I state.
"Bro stop the car" he orders.
The car then comes to a stop.
He leans a bit closer towards my face causing a familiar scent to approach my nose.
I inhale taking in the lovely smell.
"You don't know where you live?" he questions.
I sigh trying to remember.
After a few minutes I finally got it.
"Mrs.Richardson's mansion" I inform.
"Ok, Mrs.Richardson's mansion, I think he knows where that is. There's one other question though....what's your name?" he asks.
I clutch my head as it pounds.
"Analia?" I answer with my eyes shut.
"Yeah Analia, that's my name" I confirm.
He lets out a chuckle.
"Ok, Analia, let's take you home" he announces.
"No!" I shout causing his dark complexion from the night turn into a puzzled expression.
"No?" he questions.
"He'll find me. And then he'll hurt me again" I inform fear in my voice.
"I'll make sure he doesn't go near you" he states.
"You'll take me home safely?" I ask.
"Yes" he nods.
"Owe!" I whine as the pounding gets worst.
"What's wrong?" he questions.
"My head" I say softly.
He gently strokes my hair.
"You seem familiar" I state trying to figure out who he looked like.
"I doubt that. Now when we were walking you passed out. Did you drink or eat something he gave you?" he asks.
I nod.
"Some weird punch" I inform.
"That little!" he paused with a sigh trying to control his anger unwrapping his warm arms around me so I could slip off his lap.

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In love with a maid??
RomanceHe thought she was just another girl whom he used. She thought she could handle a guy like him. Elias Richardson: the conceited rich boy who didn't consider the feelings of others before his own. Analia Parren: the maid who just wanted to...