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"Difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations." -unknown

I woke up to sounds. It sounded like people talking. I decided to force my eyelids open to see what the fuck was going on. I sat up and saw that I was laying down on a bed. I looked around more and saw that it was a bedroom with black carpet, red paint on the walls, a dresser that lay on both sides of the bed I was laying on and a few doors that I didn't know what it lead to.

I started to panic. How the fuck did I get here?

"Ah good you're awake, we were starting to worry about you." The stranger said.

"Who a- are you?" I tried saying without sounding as if I was scared for my life, which I was but I didn't want her to know that.

"I'm Lisa Knighton. I've been checking on you for the past few days." she said with a smile. I looked at her with wide eyes. There is no way I could have been here for days. She must have saw me panicking because her eyes softened and she put her hand on my hand.

I took my hand away because her skin felt ice cold. Why did it feel that way? the temperature in this room couldn't be no lower than 70. But here she is feeling like its below freezing in here.

She signed and looked at me. "It's going to be alright, I promise." For some reason I felt comfort in her words and relaxed a little bit. She began to get up and it was then I noticed how beautiful she was.

She looked like she was in her sixties. She was short, maybe a bit taller then me though, She had blond hair, well It looked like it could have been blond before the grey took over. She had dark blue eyes that I could swim in for days and pale white skin. She had to have had men dropping to their knees back in her day.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when she started speaking again. She looked at me and smiled. "The Count will want to speak to you soon." What does she mean, what's a count?

"Count?" I say weakly.

"Yes the Count. He's kind of like our police officer, you know the person that looks over and protects our clan." she began packing her things away. I looked at her still confused, I didn't want to see anyone else, I just wanted to leave. But I still needed more answers.

"Clan?" I say in a small voice.

"Oh dear, I've already said way to much. The restroom is right over there. She pointed to one of the three doors in the room.

"If you need anything just call out." she grabbed her things and gave me one last smile and then left. I got up and walked over to the door the lady pointed to and walked in.

There was white tiles on the floor, the walls were painted a dark grey color, and there was a see through shower that was absolutely beautiful.

I saw on the sink that there was were some clothes folded on the sink. I began striping the royal blue dress that was now uncomfortable to wear off of me. I stepped into the huge shower and just sat down with the water spraying down on me. I needed to think, I needed to get my thoughts together before I faced anyone.

I always thought of myself as strong or at least I tried to be. I hated for people to see me cry. Even when I was constantly getting bullied in high school, or when I was barely getting through finals in college, I still managed to tough it out because I knew that once I graduated high school the bullies would leave me alone and I knew that if I studied harder and actually tried, the finals would start to come easy. I ended up graduating with all honors.

I stood up and began washing myself thoroughly, cleaning my hair and lady parts. I got out of the shower and dried off. I wiped the steam from the mirror and took a good look at myself. God I looked horrible. I looked over to the clothes they left for me and looked over the black lace panty and bra set. I blushed because it's not the kind of under garments I usually wear. I usually wear boy shorts with a sports bra. But this, this was a whole new territory for me.

I put the black shirt and the blue ripped skinny jeans. I brushed my teeth and put my hair in a ponytail.

I would march in their and demand to know why the fuck they decided they wanted to kidnap me, of all people. I heard a knock at the door and went to answer it. It was Lisa.

"Oh good. your all dressed. Anyway the Count would like to see you now." She said with her regular beaming smile.

"Now?" I questioned trying to stall as much as possible.

"Yes, now silly! he doesn't like to be kept waiting. Follow me."

She grabbed my hand and I followed her to the other side of this humongous house. It seemed like we were walking for forever. We soon came up to the these big black doors and I held my breath not knowing what I was to discover.

Lisa opened the doors and stopped so suddenly at the entrance that I almost bumped into her.

"Sir Count the girl you requested, she's here."

I looked at the tall man, who had the most attractive back I had ever seen. Stop it Danny he kidnapped you. I shook my head to shake away the thoughts. He was still looking out his window when he began talking.

"Leave us." he said in a soft tone but it still gave me goosebumps. Lisa nodded and turned to me and gave me a slight smile before leaving. God why did she have to leave?

I didn't know whether I was suppose to speak first so I just stayed quiet. He turned around. I remember now, he was the same man I saw that night, the last face I saw before I blacked out. He looked me up and down, he wasn't even trying to hide the fact that he was checking me out.

"Don't flatter yourself princess." he said with a smirk.

I looked at him with wide eyes. Shit was I thinking out loud? But I'm pretty sure I wasn't though. He chuckled at my expression which made me mad.

"Why the fuck--" I was cut off by him.

"Watch it amour." he said with a serious expression that could have scared anyone away but it was hot to me. Weird right?

I couldn't tell then but I could tell now, he had a French accent. I only knew a little French and that was from a college class I had taken.

"You respect me, that's the number one rule." I looked him in the eye, his dark blue eyes looked into mine intensely.

"What if I brake the rules?" I say not wanted to brake eye contact from his gaze.

he looked behind me for a second then back to me. "You die."

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