Chapter 2: Hell
POV:Chung Li An
My eyes opened to see myself in a dark room with only one small window in the corner of this probably 5 metre by 4 metre room. I laid on a rock-hard bed, like a prisoner in Alcatraz. Pieces of cotton were spilling out the sides and the springs were stabbing my back. The pillow was a disgusting grey colour stained with splatters of blood and covered with mould. I found a slit on my ten-grand dress, up to my hip, exposing my entire left leg. My bag was gone. My necklace, shoes and most importantly my phone, all gone. I burned with rage and looked across the room seeing the moonlight shine onto a man.
He was probably 1.8m tall, his hands propped on another bed and his legs dangling over the edge. His hair jet-black like the night sky, almost covering his eyes like the useless curtain in my grandma's house. His face, fierce like a tiger. His chiselled jawline, sharp enough to cut any diamonds. His eyes blue, like the ocean. His clothes torn, with cuts and bruises enveloping his legs. A chain strapped to his ankle, like an anchor. He definitely looked poor, but I could tell from the remaining of his torn clothes, he was anything but poor. Wearing a Ralph Lauren shirt and a pair of what looks like Gucci pants.
His head turned to look at me with a provocative look. I wouldn't be surprised if he was an accomplice of the kidnappers or even their boss. Pretending to be injured and prisoned in this random place to fulfill his sexual desires.
'If you want to seduce me by revealing that leg of yours, I don't mind." He said provocatively.
I shot my eyes at him, quickly grabbing the barely put together blanket at the end of the bed to cover myself up.
"PERVERT! I don't care if you are here pretending to be innocent and kidnapping me for your sexual desires. Once I get out of here, I'll make sure my dad gets revenge on all of you for treating me like this"
He stared at me with those sparkling blue eyes, almost making me fall for them for a moment till he turned around and started to give me the silent treatment.
"Hey! Are you giving me the silent treatment now huh! Or savouring my body for tomorrow! Or making your men have me first ! Am I right?! I'm sure my dad is currently looking for me right now and all of you are going to be in big trouble!"
There was a sudden creak of the door and a man wearing a black cloak, lined with red and gold details in the shape of a dragon entered the room, with a gold mask on his face. He was accompanied by other men wearing all black, like the creepy guy who chased me at Mong Kok. Except they all had a tattoo of what seemed to be a dragon on their hand. I stared at the tattoo, having a wave of familiarity come over me. The other men only wore red masks, which made them have a haunting aura surrounding them.
The man in the black cloak laughed and said "Your daddy won't come save you princess". It then hit me, the tattoos of the men were of the Golden Dragon gang. The most dangerous and notorious gang here in Hong Kong. I had only heard them from my father when he scolded me for going somewhere without Mr Hu or my bodyguards. My eyes were filled with fear as I hugged my knees on the bed wishing and praying that this was all a dream.
"If you don't mind me, I hope you'll carry your first act of service for us tomorrow, so get ready little princess", The man in the dragon cloak belted out provocatively. I could only stare at the door with fear in my eyes as they all walked out of the room. Leaving me with the chained man.