Before It Struck Midnight. *COMPLETE*

Chapter Five - My Kidnapper

I stared at him, cooking and whistling, something that I could not do, or should I say, didn't want to do. I decided to move away and try to find an exit but I didn't even take a step back when I heard his voice.

"Princess? Is that you?"

I saw him raise his head before shooting his eyes onto me. The sudden gaze caused to heart to race while it froze my body as if I have turned into ice. I felt the fear engulf my body, eating me inside out.

"You aren't scared of me... Are you?" he asked me, I sensed the envy in his voice. That mixed with his harsh tone caused a wave of goosebumps to course through my body.

I wanted to begin by asking him where was I? Why was I here? Why was he here... I wanted to ask him, but I couldn't, the fear was just all too much for me.

"Come on... Speak to me... Ask me..." he began.

"Ask me 'why am I here' and all of that crap... Entertain me with your fear."

I saw him slowly gripping a knife that was on the countertop, with his eyes still on mine. The sides of his mouth slowly began tilting upwards. All the bitterness and the cold, it was all so visible in his eyes.

I looked at his in horror, noticing him as he took his first small steps towards me.

"Talk to me... Because this might be the last time you will ever talk, " he said this sentence in such a calm tone, it caused me once again to shiver with goosebumps.

"W-what do you mean...". Never in my life have I stuttered, until then.

"What I mean is..." he began before abruptly stopping, until then, he never took his eyes off me.

The next thing I knew, he full-on charged towards me.

I heard chairs crashing down while I turned around, and just as I was about to run, I felt him grab me by my wrist, before he yanked me, as a result, I crashed straight into his chest.

My hands were on his big, broad chest right before he turned me around so that my shoulders were now against his pecks. Till then, I figured that this was probably just one of my many wicked nightmares until I felt the blade, from that knife he picked up, rest on my neck. As if it was an instinct, I grabbed his arm that was resting on my chest with my two small hands. In the same time tried to push my head back and away from the knife but it is near impossible as there is no space for me to move any further against his hard pecks.

Next, I hitched for air when I felt his breath, as it warmed my skin.

"Trust me... don't you dare, for a second, think that I will hesitate to hurt you because I will if you disobey me..." he words breathly into my ear. I couldn't help but feel tingles soaring down my spine. I can feel excitement mixed with fear slowly devour my body.

He moves his head to my left ear.

"You do not want to know what I am capable of doing to you..." he whispers, as I can feel his grip tighten, pulling me into him.

He moves his head back to my right ear, indicated by his warm breath.

"Also... While we are here, I think I should lay down some rules. I think it is only fair since I am the one who kidnapped you, that I will get to choose how you will behave and how you will live in my dungeon.". Dungeon?...

Under everyday circumstances, I would flip him off, give him a knee in the balls and tell him how to treat a woman, but now it is a different story, a completely different story. Right now I am literally shitting my pants. I mean, I am gripped by a fine-looking guy who is a psycho, who also kidnapped me and is now holding a knife against my throat. I am forced to comply.