The Servant

There was a tall well built man standing in the doorway I couldn’t see his face but I could see his eyes they were like staring at the ocean just when the sun was about to shine, shining that baby blue.

He came over to me where I was huddled up and forcefully pulled me up my my arm he gently let go when, he saw my scared face. My kidnapper took his other hand and moved away my red curls out of my face and lifted up my chin. I was astonished he was really handsome and had dark brown hair neatly cut, I looked down at his shirt white was gray and it formed his toned body. I was pulled out of my stance when he pulled me over to the wall and took of the chain that was around my ankle.