Seducing Ms. Perfect

Where Am I?

Camila's POV

I opened my eyes and saw nothing but darkness. I turned on my lamp and sighed.

"I'm still here" I whispered as I look around my room also called as the basement.

I stood up and walked towards the table as soon as I saw a plate of pancakes and bacon with orange juice.

Atleast they're not starving me to death

After Roger shot Y/N I tried to fight them while dragging me towards the back door. Roger covered my face again with a wet cloth making me unconscious. And when I woke up I'm already here, laying on the bed with no idea where the fuck I am.

I finished eating the food and layed down on my bed.

Is she okay?

I thought about Y/N and cried. That's what I do everyday I cry myself to sleep.

I heard someone opening the door and I didn't even bother standing up to check who it is.

"Are you crying again?"

Matthew asked as he grabs the chair and pulled it in front of me.

"Have you eaten?" Matthew asked as he sat down.

"Why am I even here?" I asked and Matthew sighed.

"Just kill me. I don't want to be here anymore" I said and Matthew frowned.

"I won't let that happen" Matthew said.

"Then why are you guys doing this?" I asked as I sat up and looked deeply in his eyes.

"To be honest, I don't even know anymore Camila"

"Then let me go" I said and Matthew shook his head no.

"I don't want to lose you" Matthew said.

"Why did you do it?" I asked as I remember what happened on my party.

"Do what?"

"You drugged me at my party Matthew and you brought me to your hotel room"

"I didn't want to. Roger asked me to take advantage of you. So I drugged you. I took you to my hotel room and started kissing you but it didn't felt right so I stopped and left"

"Of course it didn't felt right! I didn't give you consent to do that to me!" I exclaimed

"I'm sorry, okay?" Matthew whispered as his eyes traveled to the floor.

"I know that you're a nice guy Matthew. And Roger has been controlling you" I said trying to convince him to set me free.

"I love you, Camila... and I want you to stay here with me. I don't want you to be with somebody else but me"

"I love Y/N" I said and Matthew suddenly stood up.

"She's not here! I am!" Matthew yelled before he slapped me.

Fuck.

I felt the stinging pain in my cheeks and glared at Matthew.

"Camila.. I'm so sorry" Matthew said as he tries to hold my hands but I just slapped his hands away.

"Don't touch me!!" I yelled back.

"I d-didn't mean...." Matthew stammered.

"Get the fuck out!" I yelled and cried.

"Oh no.. no.. please don't cry. I'll do anything" Matthew said and I looked at him as I come up with a plan.

"Anything?" I whispered and he nodded.

God he's gone crazy

"Tell me where we are" I asked

"London" Matthew answered

"But how did we get here?" I asked confused.

"Private plane. Is that all?"

"Can I see the house?" I asked and Matthew nodded.

He grabbed the handcuffs on the table and handcuffed me to him preventing me from escaping.

We walked upstairs and I sighed as the light from the window hits my body.

The house was small but cozy. I looked through the window and saw different houses outside with teenagers passing by.

Neighbors.. neighbors are a good sign.

One of the teenagers saw me and waved. Matthew quickly shut the blinds before I can wave back.

"That was rude" I said

"Okay.. enough sight seeing" Matthew said as he pulled me back to the basement.

"Roger's coming home soon" Matthew said and I rolled my eyes.

He uncuffed me and and left me again in the room.

God.. please save me.

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