"This is daytime kidnapping." She spat at his face coldly.
"I didn't kidnap you, did I?" He raised a brow.
"Then why don't you let me leave?" She asked, staring into his eyes.
For the first time, she remained stunned at his sight. Since she woke up, she hadn't gotten a close look at the missing Greek god who was with her in his master bedroom. Her throat gilded up and down as she swallowed hard on nothing.
"Did you hear me?" He made a comeback, trying to repeat himself but she unintentionally fell into a delusional daze which was quite obvious.
"Did you hear me, Miss. Anastasia?" His cold hand on her shoulder rejuvenated her attention.
"How did you know my name?" She cleared her throat nervously.
"Is that what we are talking about right now?" He curled his lips, giving her a long stare.
