All mine, forever.

What the fuck!"

I slowly walk backwards, bumping into something stern. As I turn around I lock eyes with a beautiful woman wearing a Beige pants suit. Her brown skin glistening and the aroma of vanilla pouring from her skin. Her long jet black locs falling behind her ears and onto her shoulders. I don't know why but I could feel my body submit the way she towered over me. Power poured from her body, just by standing here for a couple seconds I could sense she was the one in charge. Just a few inches taller than me, yet it felt like she was a skyscraper and I was an ant. Her low eye lids and cocoa brown eyes stared into my soul, I don't know who this woman was but she screamed trouble and addicting and if under different circumstances I wouldn't mind encountering her.

"Attenta ora principessa. Non vorremmo che quella bella boccuccia finisse nei guai ora, vero?" (Careful now princess. We wouldn't want that pretty little mouth to end up in trouble now would we?)

The heavy Italian accent rolled off of her tongue so smoothly pulling me into a minimal trance. More than last time.

"Who the hell are you and what is going on?"