Scarlett

1.4

He leaned against the doorway of her room and the way he was standing made him appear more long and lanky then usual. His legs crossed as he pressed his shoulder into the door frame with his arms crossed. He had a permanent scowl on his face that proved he hadn't smiled in a while and It looked like he'd forgotten how to smile in the first place. There were faint wrinkles forming where his eyebrows constantly creased in the middle and it made him seem a little older than he actually was.

Scarlett wondered how old this man was. She had no clue he was the reason behind her being kidnaped. She observed the man closely and decided he was very attractive.

His hair was dark almost black and it was slicked back in an almost pompadour style, short on the sides long and thick on the top. His dark full brows casted a shadow over his dull gray eyes that looked so drained of anything pertaining to life. His nose was long but fit his face and his lips were the perfect amount of plumpness that it was still masculine on his features.

Scarlett didn't miss the hundreds of tattoos that threatened to spill out from under his black suit or the tattoo of a tiny upside down cross under his left eye.

Scarlett quickly stood to attention knowing this was what she was supposed to do when someone of importance walked in. She looked down at her bare feet and waited for an order and prayed she wouldn't be hit for not doing something right.

"Bunny, I'll take it from here," The deep voice was familiar but it sounded more velvety to her. It was the voice she heard this morning! The voice was calmer now though but that didn't ease her the slightest because she knew what this man was capable of being. Or at least she thought because in reality she only broke the surface of what Bones was capable of doing.

Bunny smirked at him and ran a finger across his chest as she walked by him, giving him a flirtatious smile before she skipped out of the room.

The room fell silent and Scarlett itches to fill it with meaningless words, but Maverick told her to only speak when spoken to. It took Scarlett four times to master the rule. Each time she broke it she would get smacked so hard it would knock the wind out of her. Maverick may be small but she packed quite the punch.

"We are going to be moving to a different location," The man said and Scarlett only nodded and looked down at her hand. The room was silent again and she could feel his eyes examining her and it put her on edge.

Bones was looking at her and examined what he paid for now in person. She was a beautiful woman no doubt about it, but she was different now. The smile she lacked made his frown deepen because every photo a team member had taken of her to bring back to him was of her smiling. The smile had been burned into his mind and he only knew her as the happy Scarlett. Her eyes were swollen and it made her once vibrant green eyes a dull shade that added to her distressed look. He didn't know she cried herself to sleep every night because she wasn't in the arms of a man she loved. She was terrified and wanted nothing more than to be let go. Bones wondered if she was like this because of what Maverick did to her or was she just like this because of the situation.

Despite her glum tone, he admired her beauty. She had dark brown hair that went to lower than her shoulders and it was curled messily. The curls framed her face in a mane and it made her features look more petite. There was a permanent blush that went from the tops of her checks and faintly over her nose that was sprinkled with freckles. Her lips permanently pouted because of their volume and she was easily the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.

Her silence annoyed him and he just wanted to hear her voice, "You know you can talk," he said with a slight edge to his voice and she only nodded he scowled and spun around. He stalked off in a bad mood now that he couldn't hear her voice he'd been dying to hear in person since he first heard it a year ago on a recording.