Adelayn's POV

I am distracted when my arm felt painful and numb.

I opened my eyes and darkness dawned on me. It means it's not morning yet. I can't get even a little light where the window is and my eyes are still not used to the dark.

"A-Ah!" I groaned as I moved my body.

I felt something on my arm and I was stopped by the feeling that it was not a thing!

But a man!

"W-who are you?!" I screamed and tried to pull my arm away.

"Hmm." It growled and moved.

Fear congealed throughout my muscles, and I was still trying to pull my hand back.

But he is very heavy.

"Stay." It's a whisper that raises my hair.

Every time I hear his voice, which is so deep, I am very afraid of being with him.

Who wants to hear the voice of a stranger who kidnapped you?

"P-please---"

I screamed as he grabbed my waist and ran over me.

"When I tell you to stay. JUST STAY." he insisted coldly.

I nodded automatically even though he didn't see it.

I remembered I locked the door earlier. How did he get in?

I just ignored it. Because I don't actually hold its connection.

"Where am I?"

But I heard no answer. Maybe it's just sleeping.

I moved my hand again but he ran over me even more.

"D-Don't." I don't know if he hears me.

All I want is for him to not do this thing because I don't want him to touch me, but the worst thing is that he touches over me. I'm not comfortable with our position, especially since he's a man and, worse, I don't know him.

I can't take it anymore and I don't want to stay in this situation for a long time because I can also feel his hot breathing on my neck, so what I did was I pulled him with all my strength and when he was removed from me, I ran out the door even though it was very dark .

But I was so unlucky that when I turned it on, it wouldn't open.

Once again, I was filled with fear when I heard him breathing deeply.

I leaned against the door and groped in the dark. I could hear his little laugh, which made my hair rise again.

"LET ME GO." I  trembling and trying to squeeze myself into the door even though I had nowhere to hide.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"I-I still want to live. Let go of me. " I sobbed. My knees are also getting weak in the fear that he might come closer and do something wrong.

I suddenly thought of my mom and dad.

"Please, tell me what I owe you."

I heard him smirk, "It's not your fault, baby. It's your parents' fault. " Husky, he said.

I frowned.

"What did they do? You can talk about it. I'm not involved in whatever your problem is---"

"You're too fun and at the same time innocent, baby. It's their fault that they created such a beautiful lady. " I heard his steps and that made my knees weak. What is he saying?!

"I am always watching you. I am too close to you but you are too far to see me, too far to touch me and I hate it baby---"

"Don't call me BABY." I groan because every time he said that, I am terrified.

He laughed, "But i love how the way you say the word BABY even you're angry."

"You are scaring me." I promise boldly. I can't stop saying what I feel directly, especially now.

He laughed like he was delirious. Oh god, I want to get away from this place. I want to get away from this person.

"You ruined my night. We're supposed to be sleeping." Then there his smirk sound, it hella creeps the hell out of me.

I couldn't think of any other way to talk to him. Because it's like I'm in a labyrinth out of nowhere difficult to find a way out.

A silence prevailed in this room.

I didn't realize that I was hugging my knees and tears were silently falling from my eyes.

My adrenaline in fear as if he'll gonna touch me is still in here. I am alarmed by everything I hear.

"Stop crying."

Now his voice was cold and he spoke with concern.

I screamed when I heard a crack.

"Pl-please that's enough!"

My voice is almost hoarse.

"Please" I whispered.

He grabbed my head which made me jump in shock and he slowly moved it and again as if he was trying to calm me down.

But that doesn't work for me. Feeling his touch makes me want to scream and run and hide.

"I just..."

he stopped when he heard a crash outside.

"Stay here."

Besides, my breathing returned to normal when he walked away.

I got up and washed my face.

What have I done?

And bit the side of my finger in frustration.

I thought again that with so many people, why am I still here in this situation.

What is he planning? Who is he?

In the middle of my thoughts, everything is still not mysterious to me and I am even more afraid of the place where I am.

Isn't it a kidnapping but why was I put in a comfortable room by that person? Why do people have to serve me here?

"Shit!" The first time I was insulted because everything was not clear.

What is his purpose?

Is it really me?

Suddenly the door opened because I was fixing the bed. I folded my arms on the headboard and felt the bed sink.

A caring hand landed on my legs. I thought that was all there was to it, but he pulled it, causing me to lie down and scream.

"Let's sleep and this time with peace." He said the last thing and I felt the weight in my chest because of leaning his head.

Even though it wasn't comfortable, I couldn't do anything but lie there in sleep because I knew I needed strength to open my eyes again.

That's right. I need strength.