Chapter 3: The Kidnapper

"Well, this is getting interesting that I expected it to be. Bring her inside," he said as he was standing in front of the balcony before he went inside.

How rude?! And I don't even know his name!

I was starting to get my tantrum again as I was trash-talking and writhing under the women's hold as I was shouting obscene words at them.

"Why your mother fuckers?! You will pay for this," I shouted as I was trying to getaway. I was being handcuffed again, with a different one this time as they don't want me to get out of their hold before they hauled me into a room and locked me inside it.

"Hey, let me out of here. Let me out!" I shouted as I was knocking hard on the door.

"Well, here we are at last," the man from the balcony was standing a few feet away from me. I was trying to get away from his powerful presence. He seems to notice my discomfort that he smirked at me.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

"What do you want with me?"

"Well," he said as he was sitting on the edge of the bed now, "I wanted to claim what was mine," he said as he was eyeing me up and down. My sundress must be in disarray as I can see that his slate orbs were dark now.

And I don't want to know why.

"Well, let me get this straight. You kidnap me and you wanted me to surrender to you?"

He nodded.

"Are you a psycho?"

He laughed as I can see that his husky voice was making something to my stomach and my feminine core. I did not like this man, period.

"It was the necklace that I was able to find you. Well, my bodyguard anyway," he said as he was pointing at my necklace. I grimaced.

"This was my mother's presence, why would you claim it? She gave it to me for my birthday,"

"So that we know you have come of age," he said. I scowled at him.

"What do you mean?"

"You are my betrothed and by this necklace, your parents agreed that they will let me have you for their financial security from me,"

"What?" I cannot believe what I was hearing.

"You meant to tell me—"

"That your parents sell you to me so that their company will not be bankrupt? Yes, my dear, I think that's what I just imply here," he said as he was getting up from the bed. I was backing away from him as I was trying not to get too close to this person who I don't think will have any good intention at me at all.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to get the handcuffs off you," he said as he was coming at me and turned me around. I froze as I was aware of his masculine chest and his hands on my wrists. It was sending sensual vibes to my core that I was trying to holding my moan in my mouth.

"Now, all better," he said and that was the moment I strike.

I went to kick him as he blocked it perfectly. He smirked before I gritted my teeth again. I punched his face before he dodged it and he was catching my hands into his and turned me around to look me inside my own.

"Well, they did not tell me that you are a feisty one. I liked it," he said as he kissed my nose. I gritted my teeth before I went to head butt him but he dodged it and I was slamming into the bed. I turned around before he trapped me. His knee in between my thighs and his hands were holding my wrists above my head,

"Let me go, you sick kidnapper,"

"I don't appreciate it if my wife was calling me names," he said as he was looking at me with amusement in his voice.

"Well, I am not your wife and we are not married yet,"

"Oh, but we are. Your parents have given you a way to me since you were 18 years and I was happy to know that you have grown into a gorgeous woman,"

"Fuck you," I said through gritted teeth.

"And you will but know I wanted to tame that temper down or we might not enjoy our time together," he said as he was gripping my wrists. I was writhing under him as I wanted to get away from here. Away from him. But right now, in this proximity and closeness, I felt like I have known him before.

"Well, have you change your mind, sweetheart?" He asked me. I spit at him and it landed on his cheek.

"Never!"

He did not look surprised at all before I felt something in my neck. It was as if I was being pricked by something.

"What the—"

"Sweet dreams, sweetheart," was the last thing that I heard as I was closing my eyes.

After some time, the drug wore off and when I saw my clothing, I was not in the summer dress, but it revealing lingerie as I was getting up from the bed. I did not remember that I was changing so it must have been that person.

"Awake already?" His amused voice was somewhere in the dark, where the only light was the dim moonlight that was penetrating from the window.

"How dare you changed my outfit?!" I shouted as I was covering it up with the duvet. I cannot believe this man. He would feast on my unconscious body and maybe jerked himself off. How disgusting.

"If you're thinking that I was looking at your naked while changing your clothes, I did not. I have my housekeeper did it for me, even though I would want to look at you," he said as he was smirking at me. I did not look at him earlier to notice his bright eyes, silver like the moon under this dim light, high aristocratic nose, cheekbones, and full lips. It was nice and I wanted to kiss it.

Woah, where did that come from?

"What time is it?"

"It's 9 PM, why you have to be somewhere?"

"Where's my family and friends? I wanted to know what happened to them," I asked him as I was gripping the duvet. I was trying to control my anger before I did something that might I regret later.

"They were safe back in America, do not fret yourself," he said as he went to the bar that was in the room. I don't think I saw that before.

"Did you move me to another room?"

"Yes, how perceptive of you. I have to move you to my room. You are my wife so you are to be sleeping on my bed, with me," he said as if it was the casual thing ever.

"In your dreams, loser,"

���Spencer,"

"What?"

I blinked a few times before I looked at him again. He sighed before he drank his brandy.

"My name, you never get to know my name,"

"I don't want to." I lied. Of course, I wanted to know his name. If I ever escape from here, I will have to report him.

"Now, about that sleeping matter,"

"Don't ever come to bed, or I will scream," I said as I was trying to get away from him. He was putting his glass down as he was losing his tie.

"And then, what?"

I gulped as I don't have any idea after that. He just smirked as he was coming at me.

"People might think that I was ravishing my wife," he said. I blushed as I know what exactly that he was talking about.

"Now, to sleep," he said before I took the vase that was on the table and threw at him. He dodged it of course before his wide eyes were on me.

"For god sake, woman, I just wanted to sleep!" He shouted as I was trying to grab something else but he was faster than me as he was pinning me down again on my back.

"Let me go, you brute!" I hissed at him before his slate gaze was on me, unmoving. I hold his gaze as I was breathing normally. He just stood there as I can see he was eyeing me down my body.

I never had anyone's attention before as Tina and Nina were more than perfect that my own. They both have glossy, shiny mane as I was a dull brown mane. I never compared them to them as they were skinny bitches. sometimes, I hated myself.

"You're so beautiful, love," he mumbled as he was nuzzling my neck. I was trying to get out of bed as I was trying to get away from him but his gaze, his touch left a fire in me that was about to ignite and I think I would to see if that was true.

With Theo, I never explore with him, wanting him to touch me and kissed me. All we ever did was kissing and roaming as he was afraid that I would run away from him.

"Now, I just wanted to sleep. I am tired to do anything wicked to you, wife. Will you please just let me sleep beside you?" He whispered as his eyes were holding mine. I cannot say yes to that because I don't trust him. I don't trust myself around him.

"I don't trust you,"

"I know but maybe someday, you will," he said as he was nuzzling my neck, inhaling my scent as it was the greatest pleasure for him.

"I have waited 4 years for this, for you to be in my home," and then he was asleep as he was nuzzling my neck. I just stood still there as his weight was heavier than mine and I cannot push it.

He was gentle with me yet he liked to tease me. I don't know what to believe, that I have a husband that I don't know until I came here and the fact that my mother and father married me off to him when I was 18 years old. This is insane and with that thought alone, I was dozed off to sleep, knowing that tomorrow I will regret I let Spencer slept in my bed, or his bed in this case right now.