Rapmon's Room (2) - Excuse Me?

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You couldn't decide what to feel at that moment. It seemed to be a mixture between terror, thrill and amazement at the sight of a beautiful yet intimidating man standing before you.

You could see his face clearly. He had a stern look plastered onto his face yet was handsome. You frantically shook your head trying to snap out of the trance you were in. He was gorgeous though, you couldn't deny it but he is probably the one responsible for your kidnapping; you didn't have time to fall for him.

As you were staring at him falling back into your trance again, you noticed a faint smirk pull on the corner of his mouth. Your eyes widened as lifted his hand to touch your face. Resulting in your heart pounding, yet again scared that he might hurt you. Instinctively you flinched away from his hand but surprisingly all he did was smile softly at you and say "I'm not going to hurt you."

Surprised at his words, your face grew red and hot and the only sound you could make was stuttering. "You're in my room by the way. If you were wondering" he stated, his arms opening to gesture to the immense room. His eyes shifting, from the room around him to yours. He then moved his hand up to your face again attempting to touch you and move a strand of hair behind your ear, this time you didn't reject but you were still tense.

"Why am I here?" you finally managed to force the words out of your throat, eager for the answer. "haha, I'm not going to tell you that." he chuckled and slightly patted you on the shoulder, looking you up and down. His gaze was entrancing. You snapped out of it and suddenly realised that you were in your pyjamas which were not flattering at all. But then thought back to the reason why you were in your pyjamas. Your mother had left you alone at night, and then this happened.

Your eyes pricked with tears at the sudden memory of your mum and the realisation of how she was going to react to her daughter not greeting her when she got back. "Hey, don't cry, okay? it will be fine." The man said, expressionless. "You are obviously going to be staying here for a while. So you're going to have to get used to it, unfortunately." You couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic. That face doesn't show any emotion at all.

"Excuse me?" You quickly try to find something else in the room to look at to distract you. You didn't care what it was, even the burning hot fire would help. "Wait." you thought to yourself. Suddenly thinking of your clothes. "I don't have any clothes though," you said still focusing on the fire, avoiding eye contact.

His eyes landed on the chest of drawers beside the bed and your eyes followed them. "Oh yeah, we share drawers." He pointed at the drawers next to the bed. He smiled slyly finding your reaction amusing. "What? That doesn't mean that....." You didn't like the idea of this at all; staying with him in a room that only has one bed. But then again, part of you kind of liked the idea of sleeping in the same bed as a handsome man even if he was intimidating and scary. He seemed okay too, he wasn't going to hurt you after all.  "No need to be rude about it. I'm not that bad." He said glancing back at your face for a second. "We'll see," you mumbled under your breath. Cautious of him still.

He let out a sigh and you started to take his looks in a bit more. He was wearing a sophisticated, white button-up shirt that was fitted to his body, and tight dress pants, wondering if he was of high status. You looked up to his face to see a smirk plastered on his face. You gasped quietly and immediately turned around in embarrassment, realising that you were just staring at his crotch. A faint laugh was heard from behind you,  followed by the sound of footsteps walking towards the fire. "Do you want some clothes?" He asked. You shook your head; it didn't feel right to put on your kidnapper's clothes. He walked over to the drawers and looked for some clothes. You then turned around after you heard the drawers close to see him shirtless and in the process of putting a loose white top on. 

He laughed at your expression and pulled out some boxers. "You might want to turn around...unless you want to see something that may scar you." He said which made you spin around and face the wall, blushing in the process. It was silent for a moment before you heard shuffling of bed covers. "Safe now." That was your queue to turn around.

You couldn't help but feel slightly dizzy at the beautiful sight in front of you. You let out a sigh, caught up staring at the man's beautiful glowing face under the soft orange light, laying on the bed and his head tilted and resting on his hand. "Come on." He said with a small smirk patting the spot beside him. He suddenly got up and pulled you over to the bed, making you face-plant into the pillow.

A scoff was heard from beside you and a hand touched your shoulder. "Goodnight. I'll introduce you to my boys tomorrow." He said turning over away from you. "There's more of you?" You said with a horrified expression. He must have sensed your discomfort as he said "You will have to get used to it. Now sleep." Your eyes glanced at the door towards the end of the room "The door is locked by the way." his muffled voice only just being heard. And with that, you decided to obey him and turn your body away from him. Whether it was the aftereffect of the chemicals or you attempting to stay up later that evening, your eyes grew heavier by the second, lulling you into a deep sleep.

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