ACE

Chapter three

The sunlight shining in through my bedroom window was what woke me up. Annoyed I turned over, groaned, and opened my eyes.

But to my utter astonishment I realized I wasn't in my bedroom.

This one was massive with grey curtains and dark vanities. The sheets I laid upon felt hand woven and silken.

Ok, this definitely wasn't my room

I sprang out of the bed, landing my bare feet on the cold wooden floor. A shiver ran up my spine. Glancing down I realized I was only in a singular black pair of panties, and an oversized silk cyan dress shirt.

It was the mans... from last night. I shuttered at the thought and went up to comb a finger through my hair. My wrists winced in pain at the action and I stared at them.

Looks like rope had sliced through them.

I definitely have been kidnapped.

I tip toed to the door, my intentions not to wake anybody up. I needed to get out of here.

Slowly opening the big creaky door I poked my head out.

The coast was clear. I passed through the little opening I created in it.

I crossed the hallway, my hands tracing the wooden railing that adorned a little look over to the lower level.

Following it around a corner I was met with a set of two massive spiral staircases.

Whoever this guy was, he made bank.

I carefully walked down the left set of steps and found myself on the lower floor.

I could hear voices in a close room.

Ever so gently I placed my feet one by one in front of me and placed my ear against the chestnut colored door.

"I don't know about this, Ace. I'm not liking the idea of bringing a stranger into this house. What if she talks?"

Were they talking about me?

"She won't," this voice was familiar, my kidnappers name must have been Ace, "she's already deathly afraid of me. But I just had to have her. I don't know why I've been so selfish lately."

"Well..." the strange voice sounded as if they were thinking something over, "as long as you think you can keep her under wraps I don't see this ending badly."

"It won't." Ace gruffly replied, man this guy was always acting so harsh.

Suddenly I heard footsteps coming my way from inside the door. I panicked, I didn't know where to run; there were no nearby corners to shield my body with.

The door opened itself to reveal a familiar and unfamiliar face.

Ace looked surprised while the other guy well... he just looked annoyed.

I began backing away slowly, only for Ace to step forward and bring me into his chest.

Ace leaned down and whispered into my ear, "So sneaky my little one." Then he spun me around so I was facing the other guy.

"Rowan meet Collin. Collin meet Rowan."

Wait how did he know my name?

"I'd rather not." I spat.

"The feelings mutual." Collin retorted rudely, he looked me up and down, judging me, "I just don't see it, Ace. She looks just like all of your other whores."

Oh I fucking hate him already. No one compares me to a whore. I've struggled too much to be compared so lowly.

I attempted to lunge at him only to be restrained by the large hands encircling my waist.