CHAPTER SEVEN

"Get over it, won't you?" I said trying to free myself in vain, "many people have seen me, confessed their undying love for me...…you are not the first one Malapropic idiot."

"I know, that is why I have you here. I knew you'd refuse and all I can do is bring you here and force you to love me," he cooed.

"And you'd find happiness to last your life," I said, "there's only one way to solve this. Look for a damsel in distress and take her. I am not the one your Muhammad has chosen or your Hussein...…something," I sniffed, "leave my life alone."

It had been three days since the first interrogation incident. I had kneaded Austin Sein where the sun didn't shine. And am not sure how my leg got lose from the bonds but am glad he didn't touch me.

I felt relief wash up in me as the tenseness calmed. Reho's cough brought me back from my thoughts as I looked at his side where he had been beaten up. He lifted up his face and looked at me.

"Are you fine?" he asked.