Chapter two: Batman!
He carries me bridal style towards a freaking mansion, damn this guy is rich, then why is he kidnapping me? My house is like a chawl in front of his. As he carries me he starts singing "Naadan parindey ghar aaja", aww such sweet voice. His voice lulls me to sleep.
*****
He stalks towards me, the cricket bat in his hand swinging. I try to hide myself in the darkness, but I can see his eyes shining on me. Before I can run out of the room, he swings the bat. As I wait for the inevitable to happen, I suddenly see dark brown eyes looking upon me with interest.
*****
And then I realize it was just a nightmare. Well not really a nightmare as it had happened before a lot of times. I squeeze my eyes shut in anguish. At least this guy is saving me a lot of trouble.
I smile surprised that the guy I thought of a kidnapper was already a savior to me. Maybe I was coming up with Stockholm syndrome. Complications aside, I realize he is looking at me possessively as if my anguish is his and he can literally feel my pain. I look into his eyes in wonder and acknowledgement until he looks downwards towards my hand that is holding his thigh in a vice grip, I am pretty sure I can see blood there. I murmur sorry sheepishly and remove my hand alarmed.
He smirks once again and proceeds to say," I knew you liked it rough." I see his lips moving and all I can think about is his holy-mother-of-iguanas voice. This sexy piece of ass is going to be the end of me. I sigh out loud.
