People keep kittens, dogs, birds and he was keeping a tiger as a pet. Weren't white tigers an endangered species? Realization hit me. I almost forgot that I was kidnapped. I should have asked him the basic questions. Right now, I needed to process whatever happened in a quiet place and what to plan to do next, in the room.
Heavy steps behind me carried across the air to my ears. Now, who was coming to annoy me? My head whipped around at the sudden intrusion to see someone panting. I found myself looking at someone I was sure I had seen before. I tried to place him in my memory. Intrigue and confusion mixed on my face.
A good looking young guy with golden skin unlike the one I recognized, Ortega. This one was younger with tanned skin. His eyes widened. He wore the normal norm of being Michaelson's underlyings, the black fabrics. He ran a hand over his black hair pushed far from his beautiful black eyes. I watched his eyes rank down my body. I tugged the bottom of Michaelson's sweater trying to pull it as far as it will go. His gaze was uncomfortable. His lips opened in a creepy yet wonderful smile. He made his way over to where I sat. I felt naked in front of him. He was now only two feets away from me.
"You're...wow cupcake"my stomach turned at his comment.
Seriously cupcake? Well, I think he looked like a squashed tomato. He finds me appealing. I should use this to my advantage.
He took a seat next to me, facing me. I threw my most seductive smile at him, earning a chuckle in return. I kept my gaze on him trying to match his features with someone I knew. He looked older than me, maybe by just a few years. I should hurry up and gather some information from him before Ive came around. I should show some interest in him.
"You are...?"I asked softly.
"Noah"
Now that I think of it, his voice was familiar. Who was he?
"Mind if I take a sip" he asked and grabbed my glass.
I allowed him to drink out of my cup though I was against this. Never thought I would have to share a drink with a criminal one day. Disgust built up in my chest. I couldn't think straight.
"What's yours-?"
I made eye contact with him.
"I'm Sefa"
"Sefa, I like your name and your legs"he let out an attractive smile.
A smile stretched on his lips before he downed the rest of the drink and I nudged him. He let out a small laugh.
"I'm shocked how there's a girl here" Noah informed me.
Michaelson never invited any girl before. Curiosity was my old bad habit. And old habits die hard.
"He doesn't bring anyone here!" I acted a little surprised.
He leaned forward, slightly squinted his eyes and looked into mine. He held my gaze before he spoke again.
"I don't know. It's not really my scene"
He seemed to be reluctant to talk about it. He lifted his arm and rested it on the back of the chair, behind me. His eyes watched as I leaned into him slightly. This guy can be of great help if you can play with him carefully.
"Why though?"
My charisma may work on him.
"Sorry cupcake, can't tell you more" He shaked his head slightly.
Okay it didn't. Then you are useless to me as for now. The smile still plastered on my face. My mouth hurts from smiling.
"You look so hot"
He paused a moment before continuing.
"How do you find me?"
"You seem like a good 'fella'..."
He chuckled. I was no expert in flirting. So I was sure I was terrible at it. I couldn't believe whatever I was doing. He didn't seem completely satisfied with that answer but he kept going.
"And...?"
I felt his hand touching my thigh. Thoughts of me stuffing my fist into his face crossed my mind. He squeezed my thigh.
"If you would excuse me"
I ran my hand over my chin in a tired fashion.
He wasn't convinced. I managed to grit out, rising from the table. He pulled me by my waist so I would sit on his lap. I couldn't stop the jerk of my body when I felt his strokes on my skin. I was disgusted that I had to wear Michaelson's smallest boxers earlier though they were clean.
But now I am grateful.
His touch turned my stomach into revulsion. I felt dirty. His nose slided along my neck as he licked my neck once and his fingers ran along my back with such gentleness, going dangerously down and down to lift up my cloth. Shit. I didn't wear a bra. There wasn't one here. I got up from his lap, my hands shaking from anger. The way his tongue had touched my body made me feel like bugs were crawling over my skin. My hands are tight in a fist, ready to bruise this asshole.
'Breathe in. Breathe out. It's okay Lisa. You can do this.'
Somehow I knew I looked suspicious but maybe it made myself look mysterious to attract him even more.
"Hey wait up"
I turned abruptly, his body crashing into mine. Fuck! I regained my balance, lifting my eyes up. He was a decent one head taller than me. Bending down slightly, his gaze hovered on my face. An eerie smile graced his face. His hand grabbed mine which he pulled up to his face. I watched as he brought his lips to meet my fingers. He placed a delicate kiss to my ring finger. A feather light one.
This was a blow to the confident act I was putting on. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. He leaned closer. I tensed up but I kept my smiling face. I waited for his next move, staring at his eyes.
"I love your eyes, baby blue"
He was invading my personal space. He was so close, his breath hit my lips. Damn it. How to escape him now? I must not shied away the slightest. It felt wrong. I just hope Michaelson comes in just yet or this guy gets a phone call. I don't know. Anything.
All I wanted at that moment was to get away from him.
I need to come up with something.
"Noah"
My lips near his ear, I whispered.
"Can I see you again?"
He was surprised but he quickly smiled back.
"I assure you sooner than you think" he replied in his gentle tone.
"I must really be going now" I flashed another smile.
"Go upstairs"
A deep voice rang across the room.
Michaelson ordered and I looked up at Noah then back at Michaelson. A displeased frown which pulled down the corners of his lips. His face darkened into something frightening. Noah backed away two steps from me, shoving both hands into his pockets. Meanwhile Alpha entered, yawning as he revealed his big and beautiful set of teeth.
I was scared to look into those eyes burning with growing rage. Fear curled its way around me. I got the feeling that if I didn't disappear in a second, a bullet would be on its way. Running up the stairs to his room, I closed the door behind.
That Noah guy didn't care enough to ask me about the wound on my forehead.
I sighed as I recalled the anger bubbling up in his eyes. Even Alpha could never frighten me that much. Though I appreciate he unknowingly helped me big deal.
'Thank you for coming again Michaelson. But this was sick. It was damn sickening. I want to shed off my skin. I need another bath urgently.'