Timeless

|She, His Prisoner|

- Inevitably, you and Stefano arrived at the dining room. The area, rich with luxury, a highly class place for royalty, however your formidable host made you feel daunting, you were always unsettled, staring around with dejected eyes. You felt the need to constantly stay alert, and cautious never too persuaded by the circumstances. Anyhow, your grand host, Stefano Valentini makes the kind gesture and offers you a chair to sit on, you then motion your body towards the chair, letting yourself settle and be served by the photographer.

"I'll return promptly, I'll get your hot chocolate and slice of marble cake dear. I won't be gone for long." He stated with a gentle smile, soon dismissing himself to arrive at the kitchen and get the tasteful treats.

- You nodded staying waiting patiently, tapping your fingers against the table as it helps you cope with anxiety, an alternative exit to all the sinister vibes storming your body, through this cursed place. Without a suitable plan you had no other choice but to wait, you thought leaving here would alert suspicion from him and by the time you've finally decided to leave Stefano would immediately arrive. You were face with a double-edged sword in both ends.

".. Hope I didn't keep you idle for too long, a good host must always be manageable, a poor job is just unacceptable.." He replied with the tray of treats on his hand, he soon pour your hot chocolate on a glass cup and served you as well a slice of marble cake. It was clear by his gestures and display that Valentini took the responsibility of being hospitable with pride and all seriousness, he desired for his guest absolute satisfaction, a loyalist to kindness and pleasure.

"No, you're just in time. It looks really good by the way. It's like I'm in some type of fancy restaurant." -You mentioned jokingly with rebelling thoughts, you didn't honestly want to eat that, again you weren't sure if he tampered with it, you closed your eyes for a bit, breathing heavily. Tempting.. tempting the thought of just dashing out with all your remaining energy.

" .... What is it? You don't like the sweets I proved?" -Stefano questions, staring at her with judging eyes, as if he can see through her. She, a christmas gift for him to unravel.

"No, it's not that! I'm just feeling a bit nauseous. That's really all.." You attempted on making a decently believable excuse, knowing the possibility of that working to be low, still in your mind, different thoughts were influencing you currently, and most of them involved violence. If it got to that alternative.

- He then came up to you, walking slowly with a swift calmness, speaking with an honest open heart.

"You know, when I first saw you in that forsaken bus stop I couldn't help myself to notice such a majestic face like yours, covered in misery. It was one of the most tragically beautiful things I ever had the privilege of gazing at but in my heart I knew I never wanted to see it again, downcast from heaven's gates, it brought gloomy clouds to my heart. Listen, my dear you must eat. Endure the pain of yesterday and grow strong, absolutely you must be excellence. The world only deserves you at your best, never again must you be broken." Stefano said with a light mournful smile, his eyes glanced at her deeply, he felt connected with her somehow, from the moment they seen each other.

"S-shut up! You don't know anything about me! Didn't you think that maybe I left myself nearly freeze to death because I didn't fucking want to be alive! I just wanted to DIE! I never ask for your help or suggestions so shove them where the sun don't shine Valentini!" You mentioned full of rage, open wounds resurfacing again from the graveyard of the forgotten, you felt like absolute garbage. You thought to yourself why did you have to be saved, especially from him. You were finally at peace with the thought of resting eternally but the angel of death himself rescue you or just brought you back to burden you.

"Your soul, it's full of rage, sorrow, pain. You're heavily-hearted from your tormented past. But life, it's a charm only given to one once, wasting that rare blessing would be worse than dying, your soul forever, internally will bleed without a halt because you never found your purpose.. I don't want that same fate for you, because I righteously believe that fate sended me your way, to be your savoir, introduced you to a new life full of dignity, freedom and peace and I will fulfill the task fate has delivered me. -He replied, with charming eyes. Lightly combing the side of your hair as if he's planning something ahead for you.

- Instinctively, your natural fight or flight lapse through your mind and you chosen, well a bit of both. As Stefano tinder you with his hand carefully, you grabbed his hand, deeply inflicting a great bite.

"Grgahhhhhh! My hand! He yelled frustrated, boosted in pain from your insanely deep bite, he was gushing out blood like a dam had just broken.

- Now that Stefano was stunned for a short time from the bite, you bolted out the dining room and into the endless hallways. Again you felt fearful, you tried to think of something esle but couldn't stop thinking of all the things Stefano could do if he could you. You tried rejecting the thoughts looking for the exit of this place but everywhere you headed just let you more astray, lost and heavily cursed with hopelessness.
This place, it didn't seem like a penthouse, it was just too enormous. Stefano lied to you, but you weren't surprised. It's typical for a serial killers to lie, hide and cause misjudgement.

- Continuously, you finally accomplished on finding the main door entrance, you tried opening the door by turning the knob but it wouldn't open up, remaining closed. Making sure to keep anyone from attempting to escaped locked in Stefano's playground. You breathed heavily in disbelief, deluding yourself with the thought of you being dead and this being the concept of hell. You remained idle before hearing the clicks of high heels walking closer and closer with every step, you immediately panicked and dashed to the living room, you were out of view from whoever it was for now.

- The clicks of heels continued, getting louder and louder. Almost like a hammer striking the floor unrelentingly. You thought to yourself, whoever this person was it was clearly an accomplice of Stefano, or perhaps another wandering victim like yourself. Anyhow, you remained vigilante, peeking from the walls hoping to identify this individual.. then your eyes glimpse on the monstrous figure dressed as a woman.
It was a pale, blonde female with emerald coloured eyes and long straight hair with a touch of platinum on the side of her hair. She appeared almost angelic, dressed elegantly in white, finally a dark rose covered the left side of her eye. This woman, who portrayed a heartless beast, dragged a strangled girl who seem recently murdered by the top of her hair to the basement. Immediately, you got a shot of a discouragful curse causing your heart to lose confidence in ever escaping... If Stefano had an accomplice, then he could have more! Covering your mouth shut, afraid of even letting out a whisper, you watched as she fully entered the basement.

-You were numb by this fear, just so alone, you didn't want to give up..Not yet. You tried focusing remembering a sliver key with the symbol of an eye on the side of the woman's pants. Could this be it? The key of your salvation? You gathered what little courage you had left, and walked cautiously down the basement, your eyes opened to any unsuspecting jumpscares or serial killers. As you traveled further down to the basement, that already seems like a dungeon you found something unlawfully disturbing, inhumane in any kind of category.. Dozens of girls, drugged, tied up, barely with any cloths suffering a slow death with some dying from lack of nutrition. You quickly recognize some of this girls, highly popular supermodels that gone missing for weeks, months or even years. To live the life of being Stefano's prisoner, taken from their family. You felt even more downhearted, stepping away. Sad to see people with so much potential in life suddenly disgrace with this fate. It was unfair to them. You thought, would this aslo be my FATE? No, you were going to stop Stefano Valentini, you sworn on it...

-You gain a dose of true bravery... But it had already been too late. No warnings were given and again the waves of despair striked. You blinked once before suddenly being hit over the head with a powerful object, knocking you unconscious on the cold floor...For hours you remained in a deep state of sleep, now finally rising up, finding yourself broken, in shackles... Finding yourself..

[His Prisoner]