LOST IN HIS ARMS

GETTING AWAY

It was getting dark, she took a peek through the door as she opened it ever so slightly, there was no sight of him. She could see the door to the entrance of the house just ahead of her, if there was ever a chance to run away from him, this was it.

She couldn't stand his sight anymore.

She tiptoed, her heart beating fast as she moved towards the main door, she placed her hand on the doorknob about to turn it open, and she looked around to make sure there was no one around.

Hands shivering she pulled out the key she had stolen from the butler earlier that morning when she had made up her mind that she was running away.

Click!

The key turns, and she sighs in relief, it was the right key.

This was it, all that stood between her and freedom was this single door.

"Where did you think you're going?!"

A husky deep voice asked, she froze at that spot. An overwhelming sense of dread washed over her.

How did he hear her from his room? He was usually asleep at this time, Did he know she was planning to escape?

"Where you'd think you're going? Came the voice again in a cold harsh tone, she could hear him walking down the stairs.

She had been caught, she knew this meant trouble for her.

As his footsteps became louder her heart beat faster, She could feel every pulse and she couldn't even turn to look.

"I'm asking you a question girl!" He growled,

She looks frightened, too scared to speak out. She struggled with her words And turned to face the man.

"I just wanted to take a walk," she said scared, eyes widened in a look of fright.

"A walk alone?"

His voice was closer than ever, he was behind her.

He leaned in and wrapped his massive hands around her waist abruptly. With the strength of an elephant, he pulls her closer to himself.

"Have you forgotten, you belong to me" he whispered, as he slammed her body into his. His hot breath fell on her face and it sent shivers down her spine.

She tried pulling off his grip on her but she was powerless when it came to him.

She swallowed and tried to look away.

"Why are you going for a walk, when there are much better activities to do on my bed"

Her eyes grew in fear, on his bed.

Was that what he was planning to do to her again?

Wasn't he satisfied with how much he had used her throughout the day, did he even want her alive?!

Wasn't this man getting tired of her, was he that obsessed with sex? She thought to herself.

"Let's climb up the stairs"

His words fell on her ears before she could continue thinking.

"I- 'm tired! "