I woke up in a grimy, dirty and rickety little room. It was cold and dark. There was cloth hanging from the wall, torn and worn out as well as stained with unidentifiable red stuff. I was wearing little to no clothing anymore, my hands were scraped up and filthy and one of my ankles was shackled and chained to the wall. I couldn't escape. For a long time I sat there trying to think about what was going on and how to get out. However my thinking was interrupted by footsteps coming close.
A light followed by a shadowy figure, stretched across the room. "Oh my beauty, you have awaken." A man stood in front of me holding a lit candle. He was the man that I met at the trinket shop. "Who are you?" I asked. He smiled proudly, "I am the Viscount Druitt. As of now my sweet, you are my servant." He beamed bopping my nose. I glared at him. "I belong to no one, I'm not your property or your servant..NOW UNHAND ME!!!" I snarled spitting in his face angrily.
He calmly wiped the spit from his face. "Sorry my dear, but you must follow my orders or I will put you up for auctioning." Viscount Druitt said with a smirk. I growled under my breath sneering at him. "Alright. I will give you till morning to calm down and process this. In the meantime I'll leave these incase you make the right decision." He added setting down a tattered, dusty dress with an apron. With that he got up, turned on his heel, and left me in the dark again, to sit in despair for the rest of the night.
{Sebastians POV}
"(Y/N)!!!" I shouted running through the streets of London, I had watched her run off because I thought I should give her some time alone. However when she didn't come home after sunset, I knew something was very wrong. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't get the words she spoke earlier to get out of my head. They kept playing over and over again.
Hours had past of endless searching. There was no sign of her, none at all. If I never see her again, I can never forgive myself. "Where could she be, DAMN IT! Think Sebastian!!" I yelled as I exited an alleyway. The suddenly I heard a bell. A bell of a shop door opening and closing. I looked up and saw a trinket shop.
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His Butler Fancied
Fanfiction(Y/N) is a respectable and curious girl. Being a noble is great and all but she's not all that thrilled about it. One day when her mother takes her to a party that (Y/N) has no idea what it is for, lots of chiz starts to happen. She's suddenly at th...
