Dirty Secrets With Mr.Playboy

Chapter 1 - My Rescuer is.... Him!?!?

Alena's POV

"HELP ME SOMEBODY! HELP! No! Please! Don't do this to me! GET AWAY!"

"Shut up and move your pretty little legs, princess." He shoved me up against a hard dirty brick wall, a sharp pocketknife located in his back pocket. It was dark out, signaling that it was night time. There was a crescent shaped figure in the black sky amidst in the stars hovering over us humans. Kids would be cuddling their teddybears adventuring into the land of slumber. Adults would be clubbing or binge watching Netflix, and parents would be rocking there newborn off to sleep. Oceans waves would crash against the sandy shore, and crime and robbery will strike multiple unfortunate families. And me? Well, I'm stuck here in an abandoned alley with a kidnapper because I was stupid enough to walk on the lonely streets alone at night. Earlier, I just wanted to clear my mind off of college curriculum and other annoying problems, but now, the only thing that's on my noggin is whether or not I'll make it out alive.

It all started out with a nice guy giving a simple gesture of hello. I replied back of course since I wasn't rude and that was that. Then, after crossing over into a empty street, I had a strange feeling that someone was following me. Doing the most stupidest thing ever, I stopped midway in the road and turned around instead of picking up my pace and speeding away fast like how hyper kids run to candy! Besides coming face to face with thin air, a man dressed in black was in my presence and when I opened my mouth to scream, nothing came out. Only his face was visible and something was in the palm of his hands. The last thing I saw was a mischievous smirk before he slipped a groggy beige bag over my small head. His big hands cupped both of my wrist and pinned them behind me.

"Start moving, princess. You're coming with me. Try to escape and suffer the outcomes. I suggest you listen to these words very... clearly... Now move and keep your mouth shut. One word and you're done..." He kept his voice low but punctuated almost every word. My heartbeat was racing fast like lightning and my hands stung in pain from the tight grip of his hands. I reluctantly followed his orders and walked in the direction he was steering me towards.

Now here I am pushed up against a wall against my will in the middle of nowhere by a bulky man with a husky voice. What have you gotten yourself into Alena? His hot breath felt tingly on my neck as he mumbled. "You know, if it wasn't for my f*cking boss and his orders, I would so make you mine. That gorgeous body." His hand softly grazed my arm.

"That beautiful innocent face." He tucked back my long light brown hair and made soothing circles near the sensitive spot on my neck.

"It's so sad that you'll be sold off to someone tomorrow morning. This is where the life of fantasy ends, and reality strikes..."

Leading me out of the smelly alley, he escorted me into an unknown building and unlocked the door. Taking off the stuffy bag that almost made me lose circulation, he walked me over to a cell with rustic metal bars.

"Sit." I did what I was told, scared of the consequences if I didn't. As the man tied my hands up with rope, the air around us was chilly and only his loud breathing and my whimpers could be heard. I still didn't know who this demon was besides a small glimpse of his face until he removed his black hoodie. His green eyes were staring straight at me sending shivers down my spine. He had nice big strong arms with glowing tan skin. His hair was tousled up and his jawline was perfection. Sporting a blue tank top with black sweatpants only enhanced his look and made me feel even weaker. Noticing that this guy was wearing an expensive watch and pricey name brand attire, I knew he was loaded.

"W-w-why am I here?"

"Like I said, this is where you'll be sleeping until tomorrow."

"You can't just snatch someone of the streets and tie them up against their will! What are you going to do to me?"

"It's a free country, I can do whatever I want. Don't worry princess, I don't hit girls, especially someone that looks like you. My name's Ethan. Yours?"

"Mind your own business jerk."

"Excuse me? You know I'm trying to give you some company with my amazing charm and charisma."

"Alena Sanders. Now leave me alone please, I want to die in peace."

"Hmm... Ethan Sanders, Not a bad name. It sounds better than Ethan Woods I might reconsider selling you and just take you home with me. Take all the nine hours you need, princess." He chuckled quietly to himself as he took in my appearance and all my features from head to toe which is a lot considering that I'm 5 foot nine.

"Why do you keep calling me Princess?"

"It suits you. I would call you a queen if you were more mature though. You're so petite with those small boobs and baby doll skin." He replied smoothly while crossing his hands and just shrugged. His face expressions shouted boredom and he just sat down on the floor tapping away on his phone. As I waited, seconds became minutes and then minutes turned into more minutes. My only source of entertainment was eavesdropping on this guy's phone calls. This is pointless... Accept it Alena, you're a goner. I hope my best friend attends my funeral, if they find the body... My limbs were now terribly sore and my head was pounding like madness. There was graffiti located on a wall near my right and the room reeked of cheap alcohol, cigarettes, and smelly body odor. Losing the war against sleep, my heavy eyes closed and everything turned dark. I wonder what tomorrow has in store for me...

*******

"Here, wear this, it'll make you look presentable for your new owner." Taking the red dress from Ethan, I headed to the gruesome bathroom to ready for my date with hell. Waking up this morning wasn't pleasant with all of my sore limbs. My whole body was numb, my head was pounding, and I was paralyzed with fear. Turning the doorknob with trembling hands, I exited.

*knock knock*

There was man standing front of me examining my body. "How old is she?"

"23.  You can take her today. All her papers are ready. New passports and everything."

"Such a young and beautiful girl. So sad you have to suffer all of this. Are there anymore like her?"

"Of course. Down two blocks. So how about you give me my money now?"

"Oh yeah your money Ethan. Here..." The man reached into his back pocket and pulled out a gun that was cleverly hidden by the length of his long red hoodie. He pointed it towards my kidnapper and my heartbeat was soaring through the roof. "Ethan Woods! You are arrested for kidnapping and human trafficking! Everything that you said can be used against you! Hands up!"

Ethan's hands shot up in the air clearly meaning that he surrendered. Suddenly my head felt dizzy and the room was spinning in circles. "I don't feel so good...." I lost all consciousness and fainted.

***
"Hello?" I woke up in what seems a hospital bed. The events that happened before I blacked out kept replaying in my mind.

"Shhh....No need to talk so loud. I'm right here next to you okay? No need to worry." Looking over to my left, my eyes widened in surprise the moment I saw him.... Dressed in a plain white T-shirt followed by a black leather jacket and some nice jeans his blue eyes were giving me the look of reassurance that can give anyone hope. I can't believe that I got rescued...by him...

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Hi there! The name's Kim! Short for Kimberly Slays! Jk! Thank you for clicking on this story and hope you enjoyed. I would love to hear your opinions and suggestions!

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