Esme awoke to the sensation of heavy hands on her wrists, her heart pounding in her chest. She blinked groggily, her eyes adjusting to the dim light of the room, only to find herself staring into the cold, impassive face of a man dressed in a black suit. Panic surged through her veins as she struggled against the ropes binding her hands.
"Do you enjoy being tied?" His voice was smooth, almost mocking, as he untied her wrists. Esme shot him a glare full of anger and angst, her jaw clenched tightly.
He offered her a glass of water, and she accepted it eagerly, drinking as if she hadn't had a drop in days. As she drank, he watched her with an unsettling mix of fascination and pity, thinking to himself, "What a poor, little thing."
Setting the glass aside, Esme turned away, her eyes fixed on the wall. But he wouldn't let her escape his gaze, his hand gently tilting her chin until she was forced to meet his eyes. She recoiled at his touch, her skin crawling with disgust.
"My name is Enzo. Enzo Russo," he introduced himself with a smirk, watching her reaction closely. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall, knowing that any sign of weakness would only encourage him.
Pushing his hand away, Esme stood up defiantly, but before she could move, he was upon her, his strength overwhelming as he pinned her against the wall. She struggled against him, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt the weight of his aggression bearing down on her.
A knock on the door startled them both, and Enzo, still facing her, called out, "Come in." A guard entered, delivering news that someone was unconscious. Enzo cursed under his breath and released Esme, rushing out of the room.
As he exited and was no more in sight, Esme let out a shaky breath, relief flooding through her. But she knew she wasn't out of danger yet.
The guard turned to her, his expression unreadable, and informed her that breakfast would be served shortly. Esme couldn't help but feel a surge of anger at the casualness of it all.
"Is this a 5-star hotel?" she snapped, her voice laced with frustration, but the guard simply walked away, leaving her alone once again.
Sighing heavily, Esme sank back onto the bed, her mind racing with questions and fears. What had gone wrong? And more importantly, how was she going to get out of this mess?
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Love & Loyalty: A Romance Noir.
Genel KurguIn the quiet simplicity of her life, a young girl finds herself thrust into a world of shadows when a mysterious figure whisks her away from the familiar comfort of her home with her father. Little does she know, behind the enigmatic facade lies the...
