Self-Seeker

Six Years Prior

Descending the stairs, she could sense them watching her. They always were. What their intentions were, however, she had yet to uncover. Her evening gown trailed along each step behind her, the dark red tone contrasting beautifully against the melanin in her skin.

The conversation wafting through the air came to a brief halt as people stopped what they were doing to watch her walk with elegance and grace. The Queen of this here castle - or something of the sort. When she had finally reached the bottom, her suitor awaited with an extended elbow and a proud smile playing at his lips.

"You look absolutely astonishing tonight, Alicia." He whispered in her ear. She simply smiled in return, recalling that he preferred them silent. The guests watched the exchange, either in awe or with envy, as the perfect couple made their way down the parted sea of bodies. Smiling, nodding, and waving graciously in a room full of false pretences, as the couple were themselves. Only one of them was aware of that, though.

The night was still young when Alicia fawned tiredness, requesting for him to escort her to her chambers. He happily complied. He excused them as he took her hand and led her back upstairs, down the hallway, two lefts and then a right. Once behind the seclusion of closed doors, she pushed him onto the bed - all signs of tiredness quickly vanished as she assisted in stripping him down to the nude.

Handcuffs were placed on each of his wrists, along with rope on his ankles strapping him down to the four bed posts. Alicia sauntered over to the radio, Jeremih - Birthday Sex soon started to play. Ironic, she thought. His eyes twinkled with excitement as he thought of what she may do next.

Her next move was to retain the whip he kept in the bedside table, he enjoyed things with a little edge to them, it was probably the reason he was so fond of her. She crawled over to him, creases forming on the new dress he had just purchased for her, but that was the last thing on her mind.

When Alicia planted a long, sultry kiss on his lips, he didn't expect that a second later a blade would be held inches away from his throat. He gulped in fear, beads of sweat trailing down his forehead as he realised he was chained down and under her dominion.

"Alicia, honey. I think you might be taking the whole roleplay thing a little too far now." He said, his voice shaking with every word.

"What makes you think I'm playing?" She replied, leaving a trail of kisses along his jaw. She could hear his heart accelerating in fear.

"What do you want? Anything, you can have it. Is it money? Riches? It's all yours. Please. Don't hurt me. I can get you anything you desire." He rambled, terrified for his life. It was a shame his money wouldn't be able to buy that back.

"You have nothing that I require, Alejandro." Alicia spoke, she was still so close that her lips brushed against his in the process. "Your sister, on the other hand, does."

His face visibly relaxed before it quickly turned into an expression of concern. "Marilyn? What does she have to do with this?" There was genuine confusion in his tone, she could only chuckle at his idiocy.

"Alejandro, how could you be so incredibly cute - yet so enormously stupid and naive. Your sister is not the innocent soul you make her out to be - far from it. In fact, she is one of this 'Padre's' primary contacts, she handles several of his packages in the South. You've a lot to learn, my love." She explained, easing up off of him and walking over to the bathroom.

The sound of Alejandro tugging at his handcuffs from behind her was comical. He wouldn't be able to escape, no matter how hard he tried. "I was under the impression you liked this sort of thing, judging by the many, many times you had no problem bounding me. So why are you trying to get out, darling?" She asked 'sweetly'.