Who is Annie ?

Body felt like it is floating on clouds. The room temperature was in good terms with my body temperature. The rug on me felt like a human lying on me. It was a heavy silk comforter. I felt a soft pillow next to me. I gently caressed it and pulled it into my embrace. I had a great sleep after a really long time. I slowly felt my body. I was wearing a polyester shirt, with a 12 inch polyester pants. It must look like a night suit.

-- Oww ! My head ! It hurts like hell. My throat was also sore. --

I slowly opened my eyes. In an attempt to recall what happened I started off from taxi. Then something stroke me.

-- I was kidnapped.--

I could see nothing but darkness all around. My clothes ! Somebody changed it for me.

I quickly pulled off the rug and got up from the bed. There was a pair slippers. I wore them and started searching for the lights.

"Baby, we should make sure she doesn't get a hold of these documents" – I heard a male voice. The voice was somewhat familiar.

"Are you confident that she will concede to us ? You told she doesn't like being controlled. " – It was a female tone this time. The voice was sweet like honey dripping from her mouth.

May be there's a couple next door. Baam ! My left leg hit a table that is next to the bed.

"I guess she woke up. I'll be there in a moment." – the man in the other room said.

It made a loud creaking sound. I picked up a decor article from the table to use it as a weapon in case someone tries to attack me.

Suddenly a man and a women entered the room and turned on the lights. Strangely they didn't look like the ideal kidnappers shown on TV operas.

The room looked royal. The bed I was sleeping on was huge pink Queen sized. The furniture looked rich one used in the royal's palace in London. There was a workstation at the other end of the room. A pink wooden table with all necessary gadgets. The curtains on the window on the sideways was staying still like it is threatened by the people who just entered the room through the gigantic door on its opposite.

The man was about 180cm , muscular, fair toned. His beard was in a decent shape. Hair was perfectly combed. He was wearing a black pajama. The lady was gorgeous. She was wearing only a black t-shirt on top of a light blue pallazo. She was effortlessly stunning. Her hair was silky smooth one that it just done by a hair stylist.

"Good Morning Annie !" – They said taking turns.

The man's voice was not the one I heard earlier. But the woman's voice was the same.

"I'll be helping you with your stay here Annie. You can feel free to call me anytime. " – she said while pulling away the curtains. The sunlight made its way inside the room. The woman looked angelic.

-- Annie !? Who is Annie. Did they get the wrong person?--