Her Deceiver

She laid on the massive bed as her hands fell on either side while her hairs sprawled around beautifully. After few minutes her eyes fluttered as she started to regain the conscious. As soon as her eyes opened a sudden pain erupted in her head as if it was connected to her eye lids which were just opened now. Her hand reached to her head and massaged them to ease the pain and uneasiness. After what felt so like external she woke up to see herself laying on the bed. As soon as she got up her balance staggered as she moved here and there.a time flew away as she got her blance back and then the wheels in her head started working. She remembered everything. Tears jammed in her eyes knowing that her husband is not a common man but a mafia. A mafia who kills people and she saw that. Her body went cold afraid of him. Her husband. A sudden desperation grew in her to escape. She tried to open the door but it wasn't. When she later tried by sliding it to side that's when she realises it is a sliding door but she isn't prepared for the fact that she is literally in a flying plane. Her wife eyes darted around as a cry escaped from her mouth in helplessness. She could see the dark night trough the window. Her legs shook with the fact and staggered back making clicking sounds and she saw that same face peeking at her from the place where he sat. His face was partially out as his hawk hodded eyes gazed at her coldly and dangerously. Her legs stepped back and he rose up from the seating his all glory. The dark long hanging coat on him matched the dark aura of his. Still piercing her gaze into her he came out of the seat and took a step towards her calculatively and her breath hitched. she cautiously took a step back gripping the seats to balance her weight. And he started tp take fast steps towards her and she tried to run back in the room when his arm winded her waist and pushed her into his body.