The Rise of the Dark Lord

Catriona felt cold and soft blanket over her. And the mattress she's lying down on was silk. Although its soft on skin, it isn't cozy like their bed. The smell was flowery, but she was searching for the smell of their own bed. Scent of Enzo and the triplets. She missed them already although its being just 5 hours since she was kidnapped. 

She still has her own clothes. She sat up and felt an arm wrapped around her. She shudders from the coldness and she pushed him. 

"Fuck off, Eros." 

She turned back from him and pushes the covers as she slid off the bed searching around. She doesn't care where she would stay but not in bed with him. 

"You really thought that you can leave me?" He asked sardonically. He strode to her topless and grabbed her small waist from behind, pressing himself at her back. 

Catriona feel disgusted just feeling his touch and the man was so aroused as he tried to tear her dress. But the dress that she's wearing is sturdy.