What the actual fuck. Why the hell is this guy wearing such a weird mask?
"Excuse me?" Frank looks at you with a quirked brow.
Oh shit, you accidentally said that out loud.
"A-ah, sorry. Didn't mean to say that, ahaha...." You laugh awkwardly, as he continues to stare at you with a weird look.
"Whatever you say. Anyway, I am Frank, your new caretaker. From this day on, you'll be my product." He removes his mask and reveals a handsome, no, pretty face under it.
He had sharp eyes, a strong nose bridge, and a sharp jawline. Damn. Frank smirks at you, with a slightly threatening look in his striking red eyes that looked very similar to the ones on his bunny mask. Huh.
'He might be a hottie, but I'm sorry, wh-what the hell does he mean by, 'product'? Am I gonna be sold?' You think to yourself with widened eyes.
Frank sees this and chuckles.
"what's wrong, my lady? Don't be frightened."
He caresses the side of your cheek with his surprisingly soft hands and smirks once again. "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Well, that is if you follow my commands properly..."
What the fuck have you just gotten yourself into now.
