•Chapter 14•

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•Chapter 14•

My fingers yearned for the warmth of the comforter to return to my aching body. I reached out for the comforter only to have a hand grab mine. My eyes shot open to see who was in the cell with me. His piercing red eyes met mine.

The moonlight that filled the room slightly lit his tall silhouette. His tousled curls that lay atop his head were spread out into several directions. His cherry-red lips looked much fuller and softer in the moonlight. His tattooed arms seemed to be less frightening with the dark light behind the bars.

Why was I thinking this way of my kidnapper?

"Sarah?" Harry's low voice rumbled below his chest.

I altered all my attention to him so he wouldn't explode with annoyance.

"Are you alright? I came down the hall way and heard you mumbling. I had to see if everything was alright." He tightened his grip on my hand, pulling my sweating body closer to his.

"Y-Yes. Thanks for asking but, can I go back to sleep?" I questioned and tried back away from his strong build.

He kept me in place as I tried to squirm from his grip. "I just want to make sure that you're okay." He admitted.

"Why do you care so much, Harry?" I questioned, more harshly than I intended.

"Why are you being so rude all of a sudden?" He mimicked my tone, ignoring my question.

"Answer my question." I demanded and pushed him away. He stumbled backward until his back hit the concrete wall behind him.

He grunted as he came in contact with the concrete barrier. I then realized that was one thing that I shouldn't have done with Harry. He stared me down as he pushed himself off the wall and came to a closer proximity with me.

He took large, slow steps toward my fragile body. "I thought I told you not to reject me, Sarah." I shivered at the cold cement behind my back.

His hands placed them selves on the base of the concrete next to my head. "I'm sorry." I mumbled and looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Sorry ain't gonna cut it this time, sweetheart." His plump lips found their way to my neck. His large hands found their way to my waist.

He left a harsh trail of kisses up my neck as across my jaw line. "I know you want this, Sarah." His low voice mumbled in my ear.

I vigorously shook my head no. "Harry, Harry please." I tried prying him off my body as tears spilled from my eyes.

His lips created a hungry assault on mine. His large hands roamed my body before I was thrown over to the bed.

He appeared atop of me, his hips pressing down onto mine. "Don't lie to me, Sarah. I've known exactly what you want for awhile now." His icy cold fingertips trailed along my lips slowly.

"You don't know anything." The only thing that I wanted from him was to be away from him, back on my feet, rather than being trapped in this hell-hole of a home.

He chuckled lowly and pressed his lips to my ear. "You don't know what I'm capable of Sarah. I know everything about you, everything." He growled.

He reached up above my head and pushed himself off me. I never wanted to see his face again after what he was about to do.

"Time for your punishment." He grinned evilly down at me. He took my small hand into his and in a flash we were in the punishment room.

"No... Please. Please, you can't do this." I looked around at the bloody chains and rusted restraints in the walls.

"Shut up." Harry growled.

I was then forcefully brought to a restraint. My hands were held above my head in cuffs. A thought occurred to my mind as he picked up a whip, untangling the leather strip. "If you want me to feel the same that you feel for me, you wouldn't be doing this! I don't know how you feel right now, I don't think I want to, but... If you want me to love you, like I know that you do. You wouldn't be doing this to me." His eyes shot into my direction.

He placed the whip down, slowly making his way toward me. I flinched when his fingertips trailed along my jawline. He rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip, my lips relaxed at the cold sensation, opening slightly. He reached up with his free hand, unlocking the restraint. I was lost in his now jade eyes. His breathing steadying to an easy pace. His free hand placed itself on my left hip, pulling me closer to him slightly.

"Do you trust me?" He breathed. Teakwood filled my senses the closer he inched forward. I slowly nodded, closing my eyes. Why did this have to happen? He seems like a nice guy when he's not threatening to rip your head off.

I felt cold, plump lips connect with my warm ones. The kiss was different than the first, it was passionate and not desperate for need. Losing control of my actions, my hands threaded their way through Harry's curls. He let out a soft moan, pulling me closer than ever before. I liked the sensation this gave me. It felt as if a battle was happening with my emotions. My heart was saying that this is wrong, but was constantly losing to my mind.

Harry's hand wandered to my lower back, keeping me in place. My lungs felt as is if they were going to burst into flames from the lack of air. "Harry..." I mumbled into the kiss.

He slowly pulled away, his eyes full of love and passion. "Yes?" My breathing was trying to even itself.

"I couldn't... Breath..." I breathed. He chuckled, still holding onto me. He noticed the gauze on my hand. He took the gauze off, tracing his icy fingertips over the burned flesh.

"Will you give me a chance, Sarah?" He asked, kissing my knuckles.

I nodded, trying to get my heartbeat to slow itself before it ended up popping from my chest. He made me nervous, scared, but very intrigued.

I was then picked up from the cold ground and was in the bed of Harry's bedroom. "I'm really sorry for what happened. You know I would never want to hurt you." He placed his forehead against mine. He pecked my lips one more time before laying down next to me.

"It's okay. I shouldn't have left anyways." My breathing was still abnormal from the events that happened not even five minutes ago.

"Get some sleep, Angel." He kissed my temple, pulling me closer to his chest, before turning out the light.

I immediately fell into a deep sleep, knowing that I would be safe in my kidnappers arms.

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