" Ugh, where...am I ?" She whimpered her whole body, aching . She scanned her surroundings. It was a dark , gloomy cell with a damp floor and a small square window with iron rods running vertically in the window. It was too old fashioned for the 21st century.
"What am I doing he-". She remembered. A few hours ago , while walking down the streets of New York, she saw an old lady looking scared , walking hurriedly into an alley way , she thought the lady looked familiar. Then she saw a man wearing an all black outfit, a black beanie, a mask, a tee, a tracksuit, joggers and sneakers. He followed the old woman into the alley way. She decided to go help the old lady. She wasn't that old, she looked like she was in her fifties or early sixties . She ran towards the alley way but didn't find either of them. But it was a dead end, where did they go .
"Hello , anyone here?" . She called out stepping forward. 'squelch' . She heard a sound from underneath her . A chill ran down her spine . As she looked down, she found the old lady lying in a pool of blood with bullet holes all over and a gun, fixed with a silencer on the cold, hard concrete floor and a dark alley way.
"Ah" she let out faintly . She trembled uncontrollably, her knees gave out and she fell to the ground with a loud thud . She trembled as she picked up the gun . She felt the heat coursing through her body even though it was mid fall . She felt a mix of emotions . Fear, excitement,pain and happiness. Why was she happy why did she feel pain all over her body. When she finally regain herself and was about to stand up , she heard a deep , commanding voice from behind her ."Freeze , put your hands behind your head and turn around slowly". She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice the police lights and sirens . "What... is happening " she asked as saw about four or five police officers advancing towards her. One officer handcuffed her while the others while three others went ahead to check on the body and one requesting for an ambulance for the first lady. ' First lady?' she thought to herself. Just then a scene played in her head, the lady was the wife of the man who became a president just three months ago. "I didn't do anything, I'm innocent, I just tried to help her",she tried to explain but no one believed her. "You are under arrest, anything you say or do can and will be used against you in the court of law", said the police officer who cuffed her . "Her pulse is gone, she's dead" .
"I didn't do anything I'm innocent please let me go". 'Weehoo , weehoo ' the sirens blared ambulance arrived with a few other police cars . From the ambulance, arrived a doctor and nurses with a stretcher and a body bag . The doctor declared the old lady dead . The first lady was put in the body bag, unto a stretcher , into the ambulance and they drove of . She , out of fear , fainted .
That was all she remembered. "sniff..sniffle..hic hic waaaaah I didn't do anything wrong hic.. why am I being kept here hic.. it's not fair"
"Life is not fair , Rachel" she heard a voice, a smooth, deep voice say, she turned her head to the direction of the voice and she was stunned by the beauty of the man in front of her. He had a pale , white , glassy skin with no blemish , jet-black hair styled into a mullet, black eyes that looked like an endless void that one could get lost in, pierced ears and right eyebrow and a sharp jawline I, tall, looking over 6"5 ft . He was dressed in a black outfit - a black turtle neck, coat, pants and shoes, displaying his long muscular legs, small waist with a broad chest and shoulders showing his abs and muscular arms. She was at a loss for words but was brought back when she saw him smirk . Her heart skipped a beat when he said " Enjoying the view, you're quite the view yourself". " What's there to look at... and what do you mean by saying I'm 'quite the view' " she said while blushing.
"Exactly what it means " he said with his devilish smirk still on his face. He was right when he said she was beautiful , small waist, curvy and plump in all the right places, but with silver doe-eyes , she was dressed the same as him with the turtle neck accentuating her curves, the difference between their height was like two or three heads. They looked more like a couple, making her blush even more . Then she remembered something. "Who are you, how did you get in here , I checked around when I woke up but no one was here , what do you want from me, are you here to kill me-" . " Too many questions, first, I'm Sebastian, Sebastian Cyrus , second, I'm not here to kill you, third, yes I'm here for something". "What " she asked warily. He walked towards slowly her making her stand up and step backwards until hit the wall with nowhere to go, he trapped with his hands and stared deeply into her eyes . She asked again "What do you want from me" warily , and he leaned in his face, beside hers but not touching, his voice lowered " You, I want you" . "What do you mean" she asked blushing turning her head to the opposite direction, exposing her long neck. "Exactly what it means" he said his voice even deeper . She thought ' why does he feel so familiar ' "Ah" she screamed, this dog of a man actually bit her neck. "Let go of me" she screamed at him and he did. She didn't notice when he pulled down her collar. She pulled down her collar and rubbed her neck, it was bleeding. "You-", "Sorry" he said interrupting her and she was shocked, he didn't seem like the type to apologize while she was lost in thought he licked her neck making her shiver while blushing, she slapped him making his lip bleed, she gulped looking at his pink lips bleeding. He trapped her again looking at her dangerously. "Two choices, I'll give you two choices. One , come with me and be my bride and I'll save you from this dilemma or two you'll be hanged for a crime you didn't commit and die an unjust death with no one to avenge you " he was right she was an orphan, she grew up in in an orphanage and she only had one friend, Ae-Cha but they haven't met since she left the orphanage and that was six years ago in Korea. The woman who claimed to be her mom's friend and that adopted her also died . The funniest thing was that Sebastian also looked Asian. "What do you say, Yoona "he asked . "How do you" "How do I know your name , let's just say I know because I'm entitled to know" he said. " What do you mean by entitled". " You still haven't given me my answer" he said "My answer is no I'd rather die than be with a shameless dog like you " she retorted. " One thing you need to know is this , evenif you die, you are still going to be my bride whether you like it or not " "How , are you going to sleep with my body or what " just then the door to the cell opened up " Time to go meet your creator " " What do you mean" she asked " You're getting hanged " "What, I didn't do anything, why am I getting hanged, what is my crime, this is wrong " she asked clearly agitated "Well your finger prints were found on the gun". "But how-"then she remembered that she held the gun when she saw it "Ah " she staggered backwards. " So this is how it ends, maybe his offer wasn't too bad after all" she thought then she turned around sharply to find that he wasn't there " Just what on earth is the he " she thought as she was dragged along to where she would be hanged. Two minutes later she found herself with a rope around her neck change into a criminals uniform in a large stadium with people chanting for her to be killed while she remained quiet. Then the rope was pulled up by a lever, choking her . Tears rolled down her cheeks as she struggled. She felt her throat being squeezed, she tried gasping but she was being deprived of air then she gave up . Her eyes closed slowly then she heard a voice, his voice saying " I told you even if you died you would still come back to me " she was confused if it was because she heard the voice fading or because she was about to die but his voice sounded sad and sorrowful. Then everything went black.
"Ah " she screamed when she woke up "How am I still alive" she thought. "Awake?" "Ah !" she screamed when Sebastian startled her. "What are you doing he-" she then looked around at the setting of the room, it felt strangely familiar even though she hadn't seen it before. Just as she was about to speak she saw herself in a very awkward and compromising situation. She was dressed in a red nightgown that barely covered her knees with her legs and arms chained to the nearest bedpost giving him a perfect view of her legs and beyond. "Ahhhh" she screamed flailing her legs with all her might trying to free herself but only raised up her gown a little higher and stopped when she noticed but he already noticed. She closed her eyes, wallowing in self-pity when she opened her eyes she saw him knelling above her , her body inbetween his legs. " Ahh-mmph" kissed her fiercely