Minds of Mine

"Let me go!" I cried out in frustration.

Damn their hold was tight

As pretty red headed boy let go I went into full taekwondo mode.

"What's going on here?"

Dang that voice, soothing, smooth, deep but what was more outstanding was the authority those lips held.

His aura screamed dominance,
his stance held toughness,
his looks?
You could say he looked like a greek god well if not better.

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Coming home after 7 years and spending aloof time with my parents was what I was definitely looking forward to.
But getting kidnapped just the night of arrival was definitely not in my agenda.