𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔩 | sᴋᴢ

4

I woke with an incredibly intense pain in my neck. My head was throbbing and I felt like I was hit by a truck.

I opened my eyes to see myself in a bedroom. The sun was shining through a singular window, slightly blocked by curtains that were a familiar deep red color.

The room was incredibly old looking. Almost Victorian? I don't know interior design...

I sat up, looking around. It was a lovely room, but what the hell was I doing there? I would imagine if I was kidnapped they would have thrown me in a shed or something.

So was I kidnapped? I can't remember. The throbbing pain in my head prohibited me from even trying to remember what had led to my situation.

Did I faint somewhere? Was I drugged? Did I have too much to drink? But if those things happened, why would I be here and not at a hospital or something?

Although it hurt, I needed answers. So I tried to think of what I had done to arrive here.

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I had an interview.

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There was a handsome guy.

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Big house.

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Interview was short.

...

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I was walking back to the front-

Oh.

Did he?

Oh my god.

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He was walking me back.

And then he was gone?

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No.

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He vanished, but then I was...

So am I still in the mansion?

I stood up from the bed. Apparently someone cared enough to take my shoes. Or maybe it was so that I wouldn't run into the forest.

Anyway

I began walking to the old wooden door, I twisted the knob. It was locked.

Wow, I don't really know what I expected.

I began pacing. Searching the room for any way out.

The window wasn't locked, but whatever room I was in definitely isn't on the first floor.

I stood there. Staring out the window.

My thoughts were racing while I gazed at the forest below.

Should I just jump?

I mean, if whoever took me here plans on torturing me or something maybe I should just get it over with.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

I turned to see a man standing against the wall. His dark hair and absolutely GORGEOUS face caught me off guard. He was wearing something similar to what Mr. Seo was wearing. A red button up with suit pants. But his aura was more relaxed. His top buttons were undone and his gaze felt incredibly sensual. Like he was looking through my skin and into my soul.

"Wh-" I stared at him in shock.

"Jump, I mean." He took a step closer to me.

"You were thinking of jumping, were you not?"