Chapter Four

I woke up with the worse headache. Didn't think I'd ever say this, but it felt worse than my hangover last week. Did I get drunk again? That would surely explain why I didn't remember where I was either. I was in a bed, with a balcony to my left. I had a view onto the mountains outside. There was a huge flatscreen TV right ahead and a huge wardrobe with a mirror all over it to my left. I didn't look like I was partying last night. I just had my sweats on.

That's when I noticed a small but important detail. My hands were chained, to the bed. There was a few ways this went down. One, I hooked up with a guy, who just so happened to have a BDSM kink, or two, I was kidnapped by a rich hottie. Didn't know which was worse, but with my luck anything was possible.

I tried fighting against the metal cuffs or rip the whole bed frame off. I definitely wasn't planning on staying here. All for nothing, I just exhausted myself even more and my ears rang from the sound of the metal clanging against the wood. "Fuck."

"I don't like that. I don't want someone as pretty as you saying something so dirty."

My head snapped towards the door. There stood Lou in all of his 6'4ft glory. Did I hook up with him last night? "Lou, this is a misunderstanding I am not into BDSM, so if you kindly let me out of these I'd appreciate it."

"First of all, it's Louis. Lou is just a nickname but I don't really like it. Second, no this is not a BDSM scene.. unless you're into that?" He laughed. "But jokes aside. How much do you remember?"

"I-what? No. I don't remember what happened last night. The last thing was probably the fight with my ex after my boss..." I desperately tried to recall anything from that night. Nothing came up. Not a single thing. "So er.. did we?"

"No. We didn't. I saved you. We're going to stay here and live happily. I go to work, you'll stay and raise our beautiful kids." He began, his eyes going wide as he imagined it.

"Uhh.. not to break your bubble but I'm good thanks. I kind of need to get home now." Creepy. This is exactly why I shouldn't have gotten into the car with him in the first place.

"No. This is your home now. You will stay with me forever." He said and moved onto the bed, now hovering over me. I tried to push him off with my knees. Louis looked into my eyes. "I love you." And he leaned in to kiss me, his lips touched mine.

I bit him. Hard.

"Shit! You ungrateful girl. I could kill you just like them. I can do it! But I'm giving you a chance." He lunged at me and wrapped his hands around my neck, blocking my airway. "All that it takes is this. I know hard to press, for how long to make sure you never wake up. I won't do it. You will love me. You already do, you just don't know it yet." Tears rolled down my checks.

He realised my throat and I gasped for air. He bent down and whispered into my ear. "Say it. Don't make me force you."

"I love y-you." I sobbed. My neck hurt and I could still feel pressure on the place where he had his hands.

"Good girl. I knew we'd get along." Louis got up and took one look at me. "I have rules. You're going to follow them." When I didn't respond he continued. "They don't have an order, because they're all as important as the other. You always answer me, no matter what I say. You will stay with me and act as my amazing wife. That includes all the chores of one and the responsibilities a woman should have."

My inner feminist hollered at the thought. "I am not a slave. I can take care of myself, I'm not going to be your hen or baby breeder."

He turned his head to the side silently, daring me to talk back again and raised I eyebrow. "Darling, I don't remember asking. You're going to be my wife. I don't care. You're going to love me. Might be a bit old style, but that's the way it should be."

I clenched my teeth. If only my hands were free he'd be slapped to the next universe I swear. I wasn't dumb though. I knew he probably wouldn't hesitate to hurt me. I can play along.

"You're to never ever go outside on your own without me. I have security cameras on the front door. There will be consequences. Be good."

"Fine, but I want out of these." I gulped and looked over to the handcuffs. He looked me up and down.

"No."

"No?" I asked.

"I am not stupid. You will stay here and I'll slowly grant you more freedom as you gain my trust."

This was going to be harder than I thought. "So, breakfast?" He asked

What the hell did I get myself into?