The Undercover Street Fighter

Chapter 11 - Kidnapped By A Hot Greek God

Avery's POV

He smirked at me, and before I knew it, a needle was stuck into my neck, and I lost consciousness.

I woke up and groaned, my neck stiff. I cracked it before opening my eyes; I looked around the room.

I'm in a basement, my legs and arms tied to a chair in the middle of the room. I rolled my eyes, Cliché much?

The door swung open, and in walked Xavier, he was wearing a muscle tee. He was hot, no doubt so, I couldn't help myself but check him out.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here," He chuckled.

I looked around then at myself, "A sexy beast?" I mused.

He shrugged and chuckled.

Then, he walked over to a desk covered in various torture tools.

"Black Rose, now, tell me how in the heck did you beat me?" He asked but I stayed silent teasing him.

"Now, we can either do this the easy way or the hard way." He told me, picking up a butterfly knife and waved it in front of me, trying to scare me. I rolled my eyes much to his surprise.

"Easy," I shrugged.

"Alright," he nodded and sat in front of me. "What's your name?"

"I'll talk when the rope is off, when I'm in a better room, and when I get a drink of water," I told him.

"Is that so?" He asked amused. I nodded.

"I could always torture the answers out of you," He smirked, twirling the knife in his hand. Did he really think that would scare me?

"Go for it, knock yourself out." His smirked dropped.

"What?"

"I said, knock yourself out. Do what you want." I shrugged.

"You want me to torture you?" He asked bewildered.

"Want? No. But, whatever you prefer, your call." I simply said. He laughed but stalked towards me, knife in his hand.

He trailed knife down my cheek but not letting it cut me, yet. My eyes followed it before flicking back to his eyes.

"Are you scared?" He asked me while tracing my lips with the knife, his eyes turning dark when I licked my lips.

"No," I licked the tip of the knife slowly, making a little cut on my tongue.

I licked my lips again, "I've always liked the taste of blood." I looked up at him through my eyelashes.

He looked at me for a moment, taking in my features as I did him. Then, he walked behind me and cut the ropes on my hands and feet, then helped me up.

"Thanks," I said rubbing my wrists. "Look, I'm not going to run, I need answers too. Might as well help each other out." I told him.

He nodded then led me upstairs, he pushed open a door, and we walked into a bedroom.

"Taking me to your bed already Skullz?" I mused.

He rolled his eyes but chuckled nonetheless. I took a seat on his bed, and he took place on his desk and crossed his arms. His eyes were boring into mine.

"So, Black Rose, what's your name?" He asked slowly.

"Avery Johnson. From Brooklyn, New York. Eighteen years old, moved here two weeks ago." I stated. He nodded

"My name is Xavier Steel, born and raised here. Twenty-four years old." I nodded.

"So Xavier, why did you decide to put a bounty on my head?" I asked.