My head throbs with a piercing pain that increases when I try to open my eyes. But I force them open anyway, and my gaze falls upon a queen-sized bed that feels uncomfortably comfortable beneath me. However, my relief is short-lived as I realize I'm unable to move my arms.
"What the...?" My eyes widen as I take in the chains binding my arms to the bedstand. My heart races wildly, but instead of panic, a deep, amused chuckle escapes my lips.
"She fucking abducted me." I breathe heavily, my eyes scanning the luxurious room. The cleanliness, calmness, and luxury scream that I'm not in a hotel, but rather one of her penthouses.
I'm still smiling, oddly enough, as I tug at the chains, trying to break free.
Unexpectedly, the door swings open, and Zuri walks in, wearing a flowing white nightgown that defines her slender hourglass figure. A bonnet adorns her head, and she eyes me with an air of amusement, like a prison guard sizing up a new inmate.
"Struggling won't get you free, Enzo," she says, her smile dripping with satisfaction.
"You abducted me," I accuse, still trying to wriggle free from the chains.
Zuri nods nonchalantly. "Yeah."
I scoff, incredulous. "Get these chains off me."
Zuri's eyes roams over me, heating up with desire. "But I like seeing you all trapped and spread out for me," she purrs, tapping her chin thoughtfully.
Her words send a jolt of raw emotion through me. "I should have done this that night instead of signing the divorce papers," she continues, her voice dripping with regret. "You made me soft, baby, too soft."
Fuck! I'm the complete opposite of soft right now. I hope she notices. I stop struggling, taking a deep breath. "Zuri, I..."
But she cuts me off, waving her hand at me. "Did you divorce me because you were going to return to your real family? Did you think I was just an extreme gold digger or something? I'm Zuri fucking King."
Guilt weighs heavily on my chest. "It's not like that," I defend myself immediately.
Zuri's frown deepens. "Then why don't you tell me the fucking reason?"
Because I don't even want to think about it. The pain of it still lingers, and I know it will hurt you just as deeply. I refuse to let that pain come between us, Tesoro Mio.
I want to tell her all this, to lay bare my heart and soul. Yet, I remain silent. Not out of fear, but by choice. I just don't want to.
Instead, I jerk my arms again, the chains rattling loudly. "Is this your kink?"
Surprise flickers in Zuri's eyes. "What if it is?"
I smirk, trying to maintain a sense of control. "Get these chains off me, Zuri."
Zuri's laughter is husky, and she crosses her arms over her chest, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "So commanding. You look even more delicious. Unfortunately for you, you're too delicious for me to let go of."
My gaze drifts to her nipples, visible through the thin fabric of her dress. All I want is to feel her riding me. "Ah... Okay." I surrender, ceasing my struggles.
Zuri's smile widens as she sits at the edge of the bed, one leg crossed over the other. Her hypnotic eyes lock onto mine. "Guess where we are."
I shake my head, and she scoffs. "We're in my penthouse in California. There's an ocean right behind us."
"California!" My heart skips a beat. "Zuri, this is a bad idea. You..."
"You know, there's a point to me abducting you, right?" Zuri says, her voice nonchalant. "I don't care if it's announced on every news channel that you've been abducted, Enzo. All that matters is that you're trapped here. With me. And who knows, maybe for eternity?"
She shrugs, as if it's nothing, and rises to her feet. I sigh heavily.
This is bad. If my father finds out, the entire King family will be in danger. And Zuri doesn't seem to care about the consequences.
But that's what I love about her. Her reckless abandon, her disregard for the rules. It's what drew me to her in the first place... But it's also what I've been trying to avoid, what I've been trying to stay away from.
Zuri walks to the door, opens it, and turns to me. "Goodnight,"
"Huh? Wait!" I call out, and she stops, turning to me with curious eyes.
"What?"
"You just chained me here to do nothing?" I ask, trying to keep the frustration out of my voice.
Zuri laughs, an ironical sound. "Oh, are you hungry?"
Yes... But not for food.
"Can I touch you?"
"Nope." She replies immediately, pulling the door open.
"Wait!" I call out again ignoring desperation in my voice, and Zuri turns to face me, a small frown on her face.
"Please touch me," I beg, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Say it again." She closes the door quietly and walks towards the bed, her movements careful.
I'm breathless now, my arms straining against the chains. "Touch me."
Zuri's gaze sweeps over my body, as if checking to see if I'm okay. Then she reaches out, placing her hand on my forehead.
"Was the dose too high?"
My hand closes around a fistful of her dress, and she stumbles closer, a look of surprise flashing across her face. "Get these chains off me, Zuri,"
She raises an eyebrow, her expression shifting from surprise to tension. "And what will you do if I release you? Leave?"
"Will you let me leave?"
"You're much stronger than I am, Enzo. But no, I won't let you leave. And I won't release the chains either."
Smart girl.
I tighten my grip on her dress, slowly pulling her closer. "You're not wearing a bra. Does that mean you're not wearing panties either?"
Her eyes widen, and for a moment, she seems taken aback by my bold question. Then, a sly smile spreads across her lips. "Would you like to strip me, Enzo?"
My heart pounds in my chest. "Yes," I breathe, not caring how desperate I sound. "But you have to get these chains off me first."
Zuri giggles, slapping her hand on my chest with a surprising amount of force. I cough sharply, oxygen knocked out of my lungs. "No special treatment for a liar."
Well... That stings.
Defeated, I release my grip on her dress, and she takes a small step back, her smirk deepening. Her heated eyes boring into mine.
"Do you accept you're a liar, Enzo?" she asks, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
I nod, surrendering. "Yes."
I'm at her mercy, chained and helpless. There's no way she'll release me until she's ready. Zuri's smile grows, and she doesn't bother hiding her pride.
With one last glance, she turns and leaves the room. The clicks of the door echo through the space, a clear indication that she's locking me in.
I wait until I'm sure she's gone, then I jerk my hands again, this time more violently. The hooked part of the chain snaps off the bedstand, and I glance at it with surprise.
"Too easy," I murmur, releasing my arms from the chain. "She didn't make it tight. She didn't really trap me."
I toss the chains to the floor and narrow my eyes at the door. "I'll play your game, Tesoro Mio, but I won't be polite."