Vicious

Dangerous Reunions

As promised Rob took me away from that darn basement, for which I was very grateful, and into a room. The room was huge, and I'm not over exaggerating. It had a polished wood flooring, a beautiful queen bed in the middle, a closet full of dresses and PJ's, and best of all there was a amazing window with a magnificent view. There was a ledge attached to the window covered with stuffed teddy-bears, and cushions.

As I saw the bed I realized that how tired I was and it was obvious since I just came from a game. Or I did come from a game but god knows when. I decided to take a shower to help calm my nerves that started to anger even more, due to the fact of my captivity.

The bathroom was luxurious, and taking a simple bath was heaven. I prolonged the shower, and eventually came out feeling more tired and stiff than ever. I wore fluffy blue PJ's and dropped on to the bed. As I lay down I could see a door beside the closet. Huh, that's funny I never noticed that before.

Don't go in there Haze, this place isn't the right place to be exploring.

But my curiosity took the best of me. I stood up very slowly and tip-toed down to the door. As I tried to open the door even further it started to creek, but I managed to slip through. But coming out of the door I froze in terror. There stood in front of me Mr. Stephen Adela!

Oh my god, what do I do?

Before I could do anything I realized he too had taken a shower. His once perfectly gelled hair was now a wet mess, giving him a...cute look. He didn't have on a suit anymore, in fact he was in a towel. His structure was just perfect. His beautiful muscles flexed as ran a comb through his hair.

OH MY GOD HE IS PERFECT!

"Are you going to just stand there, Ms.Prior? Done checking me out?" he said with a smirk.

"What? I-uh. I was just-. I-I'm going to go now, sorry" I managed to croak.

"Did I tell you to leave?" he said.

"What?" I said.

"I don't like repeating myself Ms. Prior. Did I tell you to leave?" he said

"Umm, well no you didn't" I said.

"Then sit down" he said again with that same smirk.

I didn't say anything I just did what he told me, I sat down on his sofa. I mean who knows if he got angry again, maybe he'd start throwing stuff again. I saw him go into the bathroom again, and come out with guess what, another suit. Except he didn't have a coat on him, just the shirt and pants.

"Would you like a drink?" he asked while pouring himself one.

Was he serious!

No Hazel don't say anything, you know about his anger.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" I yelled.

He just stood there leaning on the window sill looking at me with a wicked smile across his face.

"You -you. Oh god I don't know what to call you, or ask" I said.

"Why don't you start with the most simplest thing" he said with somewhat larger smile across his face.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh come on, you mustn't be that dumb. What is the first thing somebody asks when, from your perspective, when they are kidnapped" he said with a smirk.

"I already asked you! But you didn't want to respond then. Oh no sir, you wanted to throw glass objects at me, and by the look of your face you wanted to murder me. And here you are now offering me a drink and a bloody, beautiful room. You can't be serious" I exasperated.