I never thought my life would be like this; trapped in a dark room and scared for my life.
A blindfold was wrapped around my head, covering my eyes, making me completely blind and on high alert.
My breathing was ragged and I could smell the mold tha...
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"You perv!" I yelled at Logan as I threw a pillow at his face.
We were in the middle of watching a movie when he poured his soda on my shirt by 'accident', then tried to clean it up by rubbing the front of my shirt, aka my boobs.
He laughed and threw it back at me, smacking me in the face.
I scowled and jumped towards him, grabbing the pillow and slapping him in the head repeatedly with it.
He put his hands above his head and blocked me, but I didn't give up.
He grabbed my hips and threw me onto the bed and hovered above me, grabbing my hands and holding them next to my head.
I huffed and gave up struggling. He caught me. Logan's lips turned up in a smirk and he leaned down. "I win." He said huskily.
I grinned and licked the tip of his nose, making him let go of me and wipe at his face.
He groaned and stared at me with a playful glare. "Oh, you're going down." He said menacingly.
I went to get up, but he quickly pushed me back down. He put his body on top of mine and held me against the mattress, making sure not to hurt my wound.
I groaned and stared up at him with a smirk. "Are you going to hold me down all day or are you going to fuck me?" I questioned, the vulgar words falling from my lips with a sickly sweet smile.
His eyes widened before a smirk tugged on the corners of his mouth.
Just as he leaned down, banging on the door interrupted us.
We quickly scrambled away from one another and hid all the food and his laptop.
He pointed towards the bathroom, telling me silently to go in there.
I nodded and ran into the bathroom, closing the door gently and locking it. I pressed my ear against the door as I heard his bedroom door open.
"What do you want?" Logan's muffled voice sounded through the door.
Heavy footsteps entered the room and his door closed. "Boss wanted me to have a few..." A deep voice started, pausing for a second. "Words with you about a certain hostage." He chuckled evilly.
I heard Logan's footsteps go closer to the man. "Go ahead. He already did." He sneered.
I pressed closer to the door when I heard a loud sound that sounded like someone got hit, followed by a grunt.
My heart rose into my throat when I realized the man didn't want to talk with Logan. He was hurting him.
I unlocked the door slowly, and opened the door enough for me to see the scene unfold.
